-Near one of the neck zits of Arnold, 2:02 pm, February, 2000- (Thrax's P.O.V.)
I hummed softly as I checked my minions over, knowing several species through I didn't recognize a few. "Gentlemen, and ladies, I have a proposition for you all. How would you like to mess with the cops and security guards while I take out the brain?". I asked curiously.
One of the ladies asked, "Could you explain why you want to go into the brain?". I replied, "It's not the brain I want, it's the hypothalamus. When I take it, old Arnold will die within hours, burning like a egg upon the sidewalk on a hot day. I gotta warn you, it will be tough, but you can shoot the cops and anyone else you want, just leave the way clear for me.".
"And how can we start that?". One of the males asked shrewdly. I grinned, "Don't worry, I got a plan, and it will work with your help as long as the cops is off our scent. Savvy?". They all muttered, or either nodded to agree with me. I smiled, nuzzling my bead necklace with one of my claws. At least, I am covered. Maybe burning one of the power plants would distract pretty well.
-At the base of the brain, 3:30 pm-
I sighed as I waited for my signal, as I have planned this for two weeks, knowing my minions will be surviving this or being killed at this moment. Then a flare went up, and I purred, "Perfect.". I ran to a unseen entrance, slipped up a private elevator, and sneaked carefully as I treadled softly just like how Jenna taught me when we went for some wilderness camping. I found it almost instantly, and heated up the temperature as I fed my desire quickly, and hummed my song as I looked for a very special bead, the hypothalamus.
"There you are, baby.". I smirked softly as I plucked it, and added it to the necklace, knowing I still have lots of bodies to find and kill, as this was the first success I ever did so far. I then escaped the fastest way I could go, and that's due to the wings in my coat. I landed gracefully, napped a car under a cell guy, and went back down to the arch in the nose, knowing I can escape that way easier than waiting for Arnold to open his mouth.
I flew out, leaving the sound of cop cars and a couple of helicopters far behind, smiling in triumph, as I continued to fly some more until I saw another body, and nodded as I landed upon her head, figuring that I can get into the ear this way. Arnold was a bit of work, yet it was a win. I deserve a break. No more desire, I think I can manage at least a month without killing again. I wonder where the girls are. I know they came with me through that portal thing, but I can't find them. It'll be a hell of a miracle to get reunited as there's practically thousands, no, millions of bodies in the whole world. Jenna, Nasa, you better be all right.