Marilynn searched all over town looking for Thrax. Every once in a while, she'd get a hint of his scent, but it'd quickly disappear in the wind. By now, the snow was piling up, so she decided to go home. When she got there, she saw Ember working on a snowman.
"Ember, where's Micheal?" Marilynn asked.
"I-in h-h-h-here." Micheal shivered from inside the snowman.
"Ember, at least give him some breathing holes, or something." Marilynn said as she picked Ember up so she could reach. Ember poked a hole into the snowman's head.
"Ow! That was my eye!" Micheal shook off the snow to rub his eyes.
"Micheal! I wasn't done yet! Now we got to start all over!" Ember said, crossing her arms and giving him a pouty face. Micheal groaned.
"Where's Thrax when you need him?" Micheal said as Ember started to pack snow back onto him. Marilynn went into the house and warmed up a bag of O+. She turned the television on and changed the channel to the news. She almost choked on the blood she was drinking when she saw what was happening.
"A young woman was found early this morning with her throat ripped out." the reporter said. "Police believe it happened between 6 A.M. to 7:45 A.M., when she was found. Some believe it was caused by an animal attack. Any strange animals roaming around the city should be reported immediately to Animal Control..." Marilynn couldn't watch any more. She turned the TV off and stormed out of the house.
"Micheal, I think I know where Thrax is. Watch Ember." Micheal watched as Marilynn stormed off, leaving him to be buried in snow by Ember.
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Marilynn made it to the crime scene. A few reporters were still there, along with police and a private investigator. Marilynn breathed in. Thrax was definately here. She looked around and tried to think where he could have gone. In the corner of her eye, she saw something dark fly past her. She turned around and just barely saw it go around the corner, into an alley. She followed it and found Thrax leaning against the wall of the building.
"Thrax, where were you?! I've been looking all over for you!" Marilynn whispered, so as not to be noticed by any of the people just around the corner.
"I'm fine, baby. Relax..." Thrax tried to tell Marilynn, but she interupted him.
"Do not tell me to relax! Ember destroyed her room because you left! Do you have any idea how she must have felt?"
"Listen, baby, I just needed a little action. I've given up everything for you. I just wanted some of it back." Marilynn didn't look very happy.
"Gave up? You didn't have anything!" Thrax held up his DNA chain.
"See this? This here little DNA bead comes from a little girl in Riverside, California, didn't like to wash her hands. Took me three whole weeks. And this one, nice lady in Detroit, Mowtown - six days flat. And there's this old guy in Philly - I killed him in 72 hours. Yeah, I got better as I went along, baby, but the problem is I never set a record - until I got to Frank. I was gonna take him down in 48 hours! Get my own chapter in the medical books! Unfortunately, I never even got to kill him. Stupid Jones stopped me and I barely missed dying. Then I got to... what was her name? Brittany? Well, I was four hours away from setting the record. Then I was turned into... this!" Thrax said, pointing to himself. "I never got to set my record. If you love me, you'd understand why I want to do this."
"I do love you but..." Marilynn froze. "Wait. What was that little girl's name? From Riverside? What was her name?" Thrax shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know. Sarah, or something like that. Why?" Just then, Marilynn smacked him hard in the face. "What was that for?"
"Thrax, you are never stepping into my house ever again!" Marilynn ran at super speed back home.
A.N.: Hee hee! I put the girl I didn't like as Thrax's last victim...
