The heavy mist swirled as she burst, leapt over the pool and landed silently onto the foliage covered ground, disappeared into the darkness of the forest. She ran silent, she ran quick underneath the towering trees, immense thick brush like a tigress on the hunt.
Her heartbeat slamming against her chest with each breath deeper, driving her perfect predatory designed body in motion. the smells of the forest wetting her appetite, the closer she came to her prey. The guttural calls and chirping getting louder as the prey rushed along, over and over the pursuers yelled, taunting, teasing and goading. Enjoying, having fun…. her jaws cinched tighter. "Got one!" One yelled, the others roared with laughter. A high raspy squeal like a little piglet.
The forest went quiet. All watching the chase unfold. From the tops of trees to under the cover of thick brush it watched. She arrived. She saw them, running among the thick foliage, catching quick glimpses passing through the bushes, the leaves, tree trunks of the smaller trees. The prey small elusive and nondescript, scampering along the trail squealing, chirping calling for help. She watched.
Mikoto crept closer to the open trail to get a peek at the prey but with its speed and color she couldn't make it out as it rushed by. The predators… Mikoto slowly thinned her eyes, hidden among the shadows of the forest. So close, she could smell the fear and the excitement as three rushed by. Relief covered her face, disappointment filled her chest. But still, she felt happy.
It wasn't a little queen vampire. so that was a good thing. She sighed silently, letting her eyelid drift lower, keeping her blood red eyes on her prey. The heavy beating of her heart, her body shimmering with sweat in the shadows of the underbrush, perfect the only word. She waited.
Her red tinged eyes drifting along the edge of the animal trail stopping at the bend. They came around the bend, lumbering, breathing heavy but with gleeful expressions and laughter as they gave chase. The three-large animal like beings with thick heavy bodies covered in hair like apes, heads shaped like a boar with small tasks sticking out from their jaws, tiny bony spurs poked through their lionlike manes covered their heads, tumbled down their backs, running in a crouch. Two carrying long snare poles with vines wrapped around tied into a catch or noose and the third, a little smaller in size, carried a thick heavy sack over its shoulder. The bottom stained, wet and moving squealing and snorting. Fear.
She felt fear coming from the dirty sack. The one carrying it, laughed, letting it fall from its shoulder slamming into the ground, picking it up without losing a step, he slammed it to the ground again and laughed, before hoisting it back over its shoulder. Painful fear.
Mikoto paused at the edge, between the forest and the trail. The prey already past. She didn't care. She waited for the thrill of a potentially stronger prey. She listened, crouched like a tigress, her fingers bent like claws of a beast, her muscles taut, ready to push her forward.
They laughed, rushing thoughtlessly along the game trail, like loud obnoxious drunks staggering into a dark alley. She ignored the first then the second and waited for the straggler. "Hurry!" She listened to their voices, laughing fading. "You'll eat nothing tonight."
Mikoto closed her eyes and shook her head. oh, but we will… a voice they couldn't hear said. Snort!… I'm the one carrying…" He never finished the sentence.
A blinding strike, with a heavy thud, his breath exploded from his lungs, his body had been weightless for a moment, gently guided towards the ground. He fell nearly silently among the thick brush. He gasped for air, his mouth stretched wide as his lungs ached feeling the heavy weight pressed against his chest. He blinked his eyes unable to see, unable move his body. Catching his breath, he shook his head until his vision returned. An image of a beautiful female looked down at him, her head cocked to the side in amusement, long dark Brown hair framed her face, falling like curtains around his head. Her red eyes glaring like fires in the night, her fangs…. fang! screamed inside its head. His eyes and mouth opened wide, surprise and horrified, mouthing the words unable to scream for help. "Surprise!" She said with unforgiving smiled, slowly tilting her head to the other side. The moment felt like forever, but it was only seconds. "and Good night…" bluish white flash lit her face and darkness dropped.
"So, let's see?" Mikoto said, straddling the unconscious body, leaned over, grabbing the end of the cloth and flipped it open. "What the!" Mikoto quickly rose, her eyes wide in disbelief, "what are…?" furrowing her brow, stepping back. What is this?! X-Files maybe? Little misaka gasped.
Inside, three things whimpering like wet puppies. Humanoid shape nothing but plain featureless beings. They huddled close looking up with large warm eyes. Two black dots were a nose should be, a small slit for a mouth. Their bodies like chunky children colored in blacks, browns, dark greens and no sex organs.
Ummm well I really…. don't see any…Mikoto moved her head back and forth to get a good look at them with curiosity peaked.
Slow blinking curious eyes… quick little breaths, bumping into one another, wobbling like babies learning to walk, their throats moving with each soft guttural call and chirps.
They raise their featureless heads and looked at mikoto, their eyes showing their feelings, afraid but not afraid. The tiny slit, where the mouth should have been, tweaked up in a very small smile. They bumped into each other, faded into the dark of the underbrush.
"I don't…" Mikoto watched as they disappeared underneath the foliage, scratching her head. ok…. I'm officially freaked out…. I don't know what they were… But… little Misaka put her hand to her chin, shaking her head, "I've seen some screwed up things…thank you very little but…" Mikoto looked over her shoulder, listening to the chase.
I'm assuming those are some sort of young…maybe? Mikoto slowly shook her head, "but you know what they say about assuming?" Mikoto let out a breath, "I really don't have time for you…" little misaka popped her eyes, feigning surprise" who me? Why yes, I know what they say about assuming…. she grinned…I'm always right …quickly nodding her head with a very big smile. "we'll come back to this one…" Mikoto groaned, her eyes following the sound of the others, "they were definitely defenseless and different." Mikoto whispered, taking a breath, exhaled and took off towards the trail.
"Hurry!" The leader yelled, rushing down the trail, "we'll lose it." rounding the bend. His eyes flashed as he quickly stopped.
