A/N: Yet another story about Anti's. But this time it's only Anti-Sora. Enjoy!
Hunger
Anti-Sora roamed the streets. His stomach growling.
Once again, he was hungry. His eyes scanned the area, looking for someone, anyone.
He needed to go to a more populated area.
He started running on all fours.
He weaved through the streets, avoiding street lamps and mail boxes as he went.
He closed his yellow eyes to try to sense someone.
There, right around that corner. He made a sharp turn and saw a group of people.
Carefully, he sank into the ground and inched closer.
The people paid no heed to him as he inched near.
Now!
He leaped out of the ground and lunged towards the nearest person.
That person was a young girl.
She let out a scream as he plunged his claw like hand through her chest.
He grabbed her heart and ripped it out.
Everyone there screamed in terror.
The girl fell down and slowly started to fade away.
The rest of the group started running.
Anti-Sora was ready to chase them. When he felt something went touch his shadowed cheek.
It was a tear. Anti-Sora knew this and growled.
He hesitated, before running after them.
He couldn't help it. He was controlled by hunger.
No matter how hard he tried, he would always have it, always be controlled.
As Anti-Sora killed them one by one, he wished he didn't have to do this everyday…