It had been roughly about a month since the intruder, known as Tord, assaulted me in my room. I had managed to skirt around that topic with the rest of my roommates. At first, Edd and Matt were worried to death when I came back from my job after running off to who knows where covered in animal scratches and blood. Edd had scolded me after getting the first aid kit out patching up my arms. Talking to Tom was a bit of a weird one, he wanted to know why Tord was in my room and what he did.

I just told him that I was heading to bed when he just came through the window and surprised me. I had left out the parts where he basically felt me up and shit, but it wasn't feeling me up really. He was just very handsy with my ears and tail which I never mentioned again to the boys since I was glad they didn't ask about it. So I was actually quite happy when they didn't ask about my nightly job, they knew I went out at odd hours and came back, but they never asked.

I was sitting in my room currently, nursing my recent wounds from the battle yesterday night. I had been careless and received a nasty wound on my back. I couldn't reach the wound to care for it so I either had the choice of letting it heal on its own or asking one of my roommates to do it for me. "I'm so boned." I growled. Which one did I ask help from though? Definitely not Tom, we had a bit of a weird issue with the Tord thing, Edd maybe? But he might go all momma on me and ask me where I got it from, same with Matt. I guessed for Edd since he had helped me before so I had gotten up to ask Edd for some assistance when I felt a chill in my room.

"Why's it so cold in here?" I asked myself and looked at my window to find it open, "I remember closing it." I went over there and peered outside to see none one around. "Hm, must've been the wind." I closed it back, and went back to the door to call for Edd when someone put their hand over my mouth, silencing me from yelling. Though that did not stop me from trying to bite whoever was behind me. I wish I didn't try because there was so much pain in my mouth from the metal I chomped on. I eventually just kicked the wall hard, trying to get someone to hear me.

"No, don't do that my stær. I mean no harm, I just wanted to help you with your injury." The same Norwegian accent, I learned that Tord was from Norway from Matt, chuckled in my ear. He held my hands behind my back with his other arm. His face beside my cheek.

I made a muffled reply in return, not trusting this bastard for what he did to me a month ago. I shivered when his metallic fingers caressed my cheek. It felt nice in a weird way, the cool metal against my skin, I unconsciously nuzzled against it stopping when I heard him chuckle.

"Well, I didn't know you felt that way about me stær. I mean, this is our second time meeting in such personal ways. I guess I am irresistible, aren't I? Fitting for the leader of the Red Army, no?" Tord smiled, letting his grip on me go a bit. He seemed so sure of himself that I wanted to just wipe that smirk off his face with my fist or claws. He tied my hands up with a rope or something and set me down on my bed, staring down at me.

I was gonna scream when he moved his robotic hand over my mouth again, but this time, grasping it a bit roughly to make a point. I whined a bit, trying to back up more and get away from his clutches when I fell backwards and onto my wound. My eye's widened, and I cried out a bit. It HURT LIKE HELL. OW OW OW!

Tord stopped his look of child's play and gently helped me back up since I had no control of my arms to support me up. "I just want to help you. I promise nothing bad will happen." He spoke softly. Not in a jeering way he had done months ago. "Call it an apology for ..." He struggled with the words.

"For assaulting me?" I finished for him, glaring at him.

He sighed, rolling his eyes as he went for the first aid kit. "Yeah yeah, call it whatever you want stær. I just wanted to look at your features. Wanted to know if they were real or not. I'm surprised that they were real. Care to explain?" He asked, laying me gently down on my stomach as he pulled up the back of my shirt to look at the wound.

"I don't have to explain..." I mumbled against my bed sheet, staring straight ahead at the door. Maybe Ringo would come back and save me again? I let out a yelp as a burning sensation clouded my mind. I looked back at Tord to see him smiling devilishly at me while holding a bottle of disinfectant in his hand. "You piece of shit!" I growled out at him, kicking my feet out.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Tord asked again. He raised the bottle lower to my wound, preparing to tip it over the cuts.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" I cried in relief as he put the bottle down and began to wipe off the excess liquid from my back. I bit my lip in anger.

"Well?"

"I'm... I'm a cat demon." I answered simply. "That's why I have ears and a tail, among other things." I trailed off at the last part.

"En kattedemon huh..." Tord mumbled to himself as he began to wrap up the wound, and after a while he was done. "Well, that's done!" He slapped the wound as most people would do when finished with something.

"Tord! You fucker! That hurt...!" I whined, getting startled by the smack and my ears and tail popped out. "Why did you smack me!?" I hissed at him.

Tord didn't answer but instead place his hand on my tail again. He played with it. "Still can't believe you have a tail... It's like I'm living in anime..." He smiled.

"Ughhhh why did the robotic dick have to like anime. I feel sooooo much better knowing that I like anime as well." I grunted. I then remember I had powers, and my lurkers could cut the rope from my hands. I waited for a minute, and my lurkers appeared and began to silently cut the rope apart. As soon as they had done that, I summoned my claws and jumped on Tord, one hand on his throat while the other was in the air claws ready to strike.

He wasn't scared. In fact, he was laughing at my attempt to kill him. "Oh, you can do more. I would love to see all the things you can do~" He purred, circling his fingers on my thigh which was exposed because I was wearing biker shorts. He bridged up his hips to knock off my balance, which succeeded and the force threw me forward and onto his lips.

My face went aflame as I backed up quickly and hit the wall near the door. My eyes were wide, and I was startled. I stared at him as he sat up, licking his lips.

"You taste so sweet~" His accent went low and sounded husky which basically sent shivers down my spine. Tord went towards me again, but I opened the door and bolted down the stairs to get away from him. "Awww, I guess another time then stær~" And with that, he went out the window again.

As I hit the landing, it created a huge sound, and I cringed as the pain flared up in my side on my other wounds. "Aghhhh..." I groaned, clutching my head to make it stop throbbing. I heard footsteps approach me as I saw someone kneel down. I looked up to see a green hoody, it was Edd. "Oh.. hey Edd."

stær = starling

En kattedemon huh... = A cat demon huh...