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I smell him long before I see him. He smells spicy and woodsy all at once. I follow his lingering scent while I pick up on the alcohol he drank a few days earlier and the fire smoke that clings to his clothes. I within a few hundred yards and now I can smell what makes him human. His beautiful red running blood. That makes a calming wooshing sound while his pulse patters away. It calls to me like a siren might call to her victim. I am helpless but to follow the sound of his heart and the intake of his breath.

It's been too long since I have come across a man. I have lived off animals for months, but it's not the same as a human. It just doesn't quite hit the spot. The last man I had deserved it, they usually always do. Men, they are always stealing, demanding, raping, pillaging. This one can't be that different. Especially with this world that we live in; almost all the good ones are gone.

I think of my 'disorder' as a way to pay for my sins. I kill only those who have no good left in them. Humans who nobody would miss. Its quite satisfying for them to realize that the young girl who they were going to take advantage of is actually going to eat them. The last man I came across thought that I would be an easy pick for him to bring back to the 'guys' at camp. He was so damn proud of himself for bagging such a 'tight piece of ass with a pretty face.' But when I ripped his heart out, his smile slid right off his face.

As I get closer to the man I have been stalking, I see him sitting against a tree while twirling a cigarette in his hand. His long hair hides his eyes and with each movement of his fingers his arms flex. I sit down on a rock that is partially hidden from his view. I don't want to approach him just yet. It's better that I get a feel for him before I make my move.

(Daryl Pov)

I haven't been sitting here long 'fore I notice somethin' is off. I've been outside long 'nough to know how things work. The woods are always makin' noises like birds chirpin' and critters scurryin' away. The only time the wild ever seems silent is when something is 'bout to go down. Like right 'bout now. I don't hear a damn thing. Just silence.

I pick up my crossbow and rise to my feet. I better take off 'fore whatever it is catches up to me. I ain't no fool, I think to myself as I begin to walk away.

"Where are you going, Mister?" a female voice calls out

Or maybe I am a fool, cause it looks like the trouble already found me. I swing around and raise my crossbow looking for the owner of the voice. I can't see anything but trees and more trees. But finally a small girl walks out from behind a large oak. She ain't very tall. Bout five feet 'er so. But god is she pretty, and young too. She gots some big bright green eyes and hair an almost white blond. What the fuck is she doin' out here all alone? Don't she know it ain't safe for a girl to be out here all alone. But, she don't look like she is doin' to bad with her clean clothes and healthy weight. Maybe she gots a group or something. That must be it.

Normally I would have said something by now but she caught me off guard. The more I look at 'er the more I start to pick up on something. Like I said 'fore, I have been in the woods a long time. I have been behind that bow and chased lots of game. I know what it's like to be the predator, to be out on the hunt. And this girl is lookin' at me like I'm some damn prey.

She has got her eyes trained on me and a thin lipped smile that makes me shiver. Why am I scared of some girl? She is just a tiny little thang. If Merle were here he'd be offerin' her protection in his tent 'er somethin' like that. I realise I have been staring for a good two or three minutes. I gotta say something, anythin'. Come on, Dixon, speak.

"What you doin' out here all alone girl? It ain't safe. Where's ya parents kid?" I grumble out while keeping my crossbow trained right on her forehead.

Her eyes sparkle and her smile seems to grow even larger. She takes a step forward, without any concern for my weapon in her face.

"I'm not a kid," She says.

"What are yah? A teenager then?" I bite out.

"Older than I look," She says just as calm.

I am about to tell her to get out of here when fuck face Len steps out of no where. Fucker must have been following me.

"Woowee Dixon, look at the pair of tits you found! Hope you were planning on sharing her." Len spits out as he sleazes his way over to her.

"Come on Len, Leave her alone. She was just passing on s'all." I say but the girl just calmly lifts her hand to quiet me.

"Shush now Dixon. Len here is exactly who I was looking for." She sing songs.

I just stare at her. What the fuck? Does this girl have a death wish?

"Hear that Dixon? The bitch wants me so you better just walk away so I can fuck this little girls brains out. Or you could watch if that's your thing? Can't touch though cause I claim her. She's mine."

I'm thinkin' of tacklin' him when the girl starts to click disapprovingly at Len.

"Silly man, you are mistaken. You cannot claim me." She begins to say and with each word her voice sounds more deadly. She walks right up to len and looks into his in the eyes. She gets close to his ear and whispers, "It is I who claims you."

And then she grabs ahold of his neck and clamps her teeth into his jugular. Len begins to struggle but she is relentless and doesn't let go. She winks at me from over his shoulder and begins to suck. Her eyes turn completely black and the skin around them almost red. I should run. I should definitely be I am frozen in this spot, watchin' this crazy girl suck down some guys blood like it was a milkshake.

I thought I had seen it all. From lyin' robinhood Mexicans to crazy fucked up Governers. But this girl has got them all topped. She drops Len to the ground with a thud and smashes his head in with one stomp of her foot. She admires her work, wipes her mouth and then lifts her still black eyes to me. I shudder in my boots. She ain't fucking human. Is she going to kill me next? I should run, but then she would catch me wouldn't she?

"Are there anymore?" She asks as if she was askin' for another dang piece of candy.