Humans...One of the worst species ever to be put on this planet, the only ones who fight over land and frivolous things, the only creatures that actively judge and segregate anything that doesn't look exactly like them, believe me, I've tried getting along, fitting in, playing the game… but every time it ends with someone freaking out, getting mad or scared then inevitably becoming dead.

It's an endless cycle, but I do admit I have become quite fond of the taste of there flesh and blood, but I'm not that bad, am I? True I might not look exactly like humans, that doesn't mean I'm ugly, and as much of a monster as I might be I still have a moral code and have never killed a child or someone who looks like there life might go somewhere, only assholes who think name calling will bring them to a status higher level than me.

I've tried to fit in, for a time but every time was the same, people saw me as different and was wouldn't leave me alone, but there was a particular human that finally changed my views, he didn't judge me as soon as he laid eyes on me but at that time he looked like he had hit an all-time low, as if he were more of a monster than I was… I found that he was a creature very similar to me, not physically but socially.

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The air was crisp and I guess what you humans would call frigid, it was an hour past sundown and I had enough for one day, a group thought it would have been funny to play a hunting game on me, truth be told I ate well that evening. But now my good mood had been ruined, I don't even know where I am walking to, just away.

Breaking out of the thick bush of the forest I found a road, it's a bit risky to be out in the open, but giving my strength and the fact that I wouldn't be the one at risk I shrugged it off and kept going.

The road was a backcountry one, it went for miles through the forest winding and twisting every direction, not a soul on it as well.

The road brought me to suspension bridge going over a small valley with a stream flowing at the bottom, the road changed from concrete to metal grates, with a section being battered, weathered wood.

Stepping on the grate I let the feeling of the cool metal sink into the pads on my feet.

PING,ping

The sound of something hitting metal brought me back to reality as like a hunter I started looking for the source of the noise. My search was short as all I needed to do was look up.

It was a boy, human and young… under 20 I believe.

Walking a little closer, I put an effort to make as much noise as I could when I walked to make him know that he was not alone… nothing, he just sat there all dejected, head down.

PING,ping

I heard again, jumping a little I searched around again to find that it was the boy that was making the sound.

"Human youth, what are you doing here at this time at such a desolate lonely place," I asked, he didn't even stir like he was asleep, but the irregular drumming of his fingertips told he was not.

"Human, do not test my patience," I said in a stricter tone.

"Your female, aren't you." He asked, quietly any quieter and I might have been mistaken it for the wind.

"Yes, what gave it away," I responded with a sincere smirk, glancing at my body.

"Your voice," he whispered once again.

"You didn't answer my question on why you're here," I asked again.

"What is one with such a pretty voice doing way out here?" He asked quietly still looking down, not giving me a glance… is he blind, or did he already look at me once while I wasn't aware and decided that it was enough for him?

"I'll answer if you answer." I bargained.

"Sure, I'm here to take my life… I've come here every day for about a month but could never actually do it." He answered in an even quieter whisper.

"Thank you, This pretty voice as you so nicely put it is on the run, for not having the prettiest face and body," I answered in return as he turned his head a little to look at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Why would that send you on the run, you look fine to me." He answered looking back down again.

"Clearly you didn't look long enough then," I responded with a small laugh.

"I saw what I needed to see." He explained a little louder than his normal whisper.

"I guess it was too much for you then, don't worry about it. I'm used to it." I reassured.

"Used to what? I see nothing wrong with your appearance." He said again louder, sitting up and turning his whole body to face me.

He sat on the edge of the bridge and with his feet and legs extended out in front of him, he looked up and stared me dead in the eye, and it was like at that moment that it felt like he had suffered more than I could even fathom.

"You're not afraid?" I said not asking but stating.

"Your not the scariest thing I've ever seen, and the way you talk shows you have no intent of causing harm." He said going back to his whisper.

"Flattery will get you everywhere with this devil, or monster… I've been called so many things I don't even remember my own species anymore." I said with a fanged smile.

"You and me both."

"Why were you really here tonight?" I asked now curious about this boy.

"I told you, my plan is to end myself, but ever time I get here I… just…. can't." He said looking away at the end.

"I've seen and killed a lot of people to know what a worthless human looks like, you are not one of them," I said sitting down on the large metal beam.

"How many?" He asked.

"Hmm?" I questioned looking over.

"How many have you killed?" He asked looking up, no sign of emotion in his eyes.

"Ummm, a lot?" I answered hesitantly.

"What do you do with the bodies?" He asked.

"I, umm… eat.. them" I said slowly.

"So your good at killing I take it." He said looking up at me, something visibly changing in his body language.

"I will not kill you, you seem like a nice boy and I once kill those who are massive dicks," I said looking out at the scenery.

"Your voice is terrible and you are ugly." He spoke again.

"Haha, it doesn't work like that little human, I've already seen what you are truly like, no fooling me now," I explained as he let out a depressed sigh, slumping on to a large vertical beam.

"Do you have a name?" I asked again, this boy truly peaked my interest.

"Nathan." He answered immediately with no hesitation, smiling at the thought of him trusting me.

"What yours?" He asked turning and looking straight into my eyes, not even a little off out by my appearance."

"I-I don't have one," I said now becoming the quiet one of the two of us.

"Well, what are you then, you keep calling me human so that oblivious means that your not one." He asked not breaking eye contact.

"I could ask you the same thing, you don't seem human by the way you're reacting to me," I said jokingly.

"Do you think if it takes the keep I'll be reborn into an angel, like you." He said looking back into the distance.

"You what? You think I'm an angel… that's sweet, but I am definitely not one of those." I responded with shock in my voice… he honestly thinks I'm an angel. "And NO, you're not jumping." I said suddenly finally getting what he was talking about, "I just found the perfect human, maybe a little quiet and shy but I can fix that."

"Angela." He spoke again really quietly, I must have scared him back into being quiet.

"Kid I told you, I'm no angel," I responded with joint annoyance.

"The name fits you though, and since you don't have one…" he said moving a little bit in place.

"Thank you, little human, I like the name," I said with gratitude in my voice.

"I told you my name, why do you call me by my species." He asked.

Shoot, "it's a habit, I'm sorry...For all my life I have always referred to everyone as humans." I said embarrassed. "How about I give you a nickname or something I only call you." I offered.

"Sure." He said looking, his interest obviously peaked.

"You're going to be...My Nate from now on." I said putting a clawed hand to my chin, then smiling in a possessive.

"Nate I like it, but why am I yours?" He asked, confused but not opposed.

"Because your the first human I have taken a liking to, and also since you feel like your life has no value I have decided that you shall become mine," I said with a warm smile toward him.

"Is this some ploy?" He asked.

"No ploy, just me wanting to have a human of my own to love," I responded sincerely, putting my hands up in defence.

"I can't have been the only one to treat you like this, it's nothing special." He admitted.

"On the contrary, I believe the way you treated me is really special, just like you."

"Thank… you…" he said flustered.

"Now come my pet, it sounds to me like you have parents or adults in your life that you wish were dead, and that have a place to live," I spoke confidently standing up.

"You go, there just down the street, first house you'll encounter." He said quietly looking down again.

"What's wrong Nate?" I asked worried about the well-being if my human.

"I don't know Angela… I just am confused, why me?" He asked craning his neck to look at me.

"I don't know myself, you just seem like something special that I need to keep with me, in my arms safe from harm," I said with a kind smile reaching down and petting his hair with a clawed hand.

He seemed to relax at my touch, ironically because I was petting him with the same hand that could crush his skull… but he still didn't move.

Shrugging I sat down beside him and wrapped a winged arm around my new pet.

Feeling him calm down, but not quite I grabbed his head and placed it in between my breasts, he seemed to freak out when I did this as he tried to resist me, but settled down when I kept his head there with my hand, when he fully calmed down with sat there stroking his head until he fell asleep.

It was around midnight, and my Nate was fast asleep in my grasp. Standing up make sure to support him completely in my arms, it just dawned on me how small he was in comparison to me, I was around 10ft the last I checked.

Walking with my sleeping pet in my arms with a goal to go to his house, and claim it. Because as I may be able to survive outside, my pet may not thrive in those conditions.

For once in my life I do not feel alone, now to eliminate anything that bothers my little Nate.