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"Ugh…wha-? What happened? W-Where…am I?" Nicole moaned as she slowly opened both her eyes. "Is this my…bed?" she slowly sat up and checked her surroundings. "Yeah, I'm still home…but where the heck is Damien? And what was that all about? Was he…trying to get out my real feelings?" she yawned as she slid off from the bed. "Aww man, what time is it? I'm famished…" Nicole sighed as she placed a hand to her stomach. "I better go see what's in the fridge, I hope those leftovers from Wednesday are still there." She dragged herself to the door and opened it, casually made her way out of her room.

Without warning, Nicole was stopped as a cloth bag dropped over her head, blinding her. "HEY! What's going on?" she demanded, as she grabbed by the shoulders and guided down what felt like to be the stairs. "Who are you? What do you want from me?"
There was no response.

"This isn't funny! I demand to know what's going on around here!"

Still no answer.

"Can you at least give me a hint on what time it is?" Nicole questioned, as two hands forced her to sit down on a wooden chair. Finally, the bag was removed off from her. "Damien?"

Sitting at the other side of the small table was the TentaSpy. "Bon appetite, ma chéri." He smiled, raising his wine glass full of red liquid towards her.

"What are you trying to do?" Nicole questioned, staring at the table cloth and lit candles on the table.

"This is my service to you, my dear. It was my little surprise I was working on while you were asleep. I decided to make dinner for the both of us. I told you that I would do something special for you."

Nicole smiled sheepishly. "Well, why didn't you just knock on my door instead of kidnapping me?"

Damien laughed. "I didn't want you to see what I was up to."

"Oh, do you mind if I do something really quick?" Nicole asked as she tried to stand up. But she quickly sat back down, feeling a tentacle coil around her ankle.

"Actually, I do." Damien frowned. "You don't know how long it took me to make this perfect. So please, stay and enjoy. Oh, before you ask, it is around six, so don't panic about your parents getting home any time soon."

Nicole nodded and settled in her chair uncomfortably. "Alright…" she noticed the two plates that were in front of both her and Damien. "So…what did you make tonight?" she asked, pointing at the caramel-colored meat on her side.

Damien took a sip of his drink. "Just try it, I'm sure you'll like it. And don't worry, I cooked yours so you won't have to eat it raw like I am. To tell you the truth, it is very difficult to cook with that heating device over there." He waved his hand towards the stove. "How do you humans prepare food so easily?"

"I don't know. I guess it takes practice." Nicole sighed as took her glass, "Please don't tell me you gave me wine…I can't drink that stuff at all."

Damien chuckled. "Of course not. I'm not that foolish."

Nicole shrugged as she took a sip as well. Immediately after, she spat her drink back out on her napkin. "You gave me blood to drink?"

Damien grinned, holding back his laugh. "You weren't supposed to drink that, I put it on your side as a prop, should I say. The blood is for me." He explained.

Nicole felt her stomach stir in disgust. "That would have been nice to know…" she took her fork and knife and began cutting up her meat.

"So sorry, chéri, I should have mentioned it earlier." Damien apologized.

Nicole shrugged. "Don't worry about it…it's fine. As long as I don't get sick, then I'll be okay."

"So, tell me, ma squatine, how have been things with you recently?" Damien asked.

"Uhh, fine, I guess…hanging out with the RED Team and such…" Nicole answered, finishing cutting up the meat. "Nothing really special at all. I'm just trying to attend to my business as usual."

"I see." Damien nodded in understanding.

"How are you kids?" Nicole questioned, "Are they doing alright?"

"Oui, they are." Damien nodded. "Jacque is babysitting them for the night. But the boys are getting along well as always."

"That's nice." Nicole smiled a little.

Damien continued to gaze at Nicole. "You look absolutely beautiful…" he compliment, biting down on his uncooked meat. "It's as though we were made for each other. Now, if any one were to say that you are ugly or horrible to look at, I will rip their lungs out in an instant."

Nicole blushed slightly. "Uhh, t-thanks for that comment, Damien. I honestly don't know what to say. I just woke up like five minutes ago and I'm wearing a hoodie and jeans. I don't honestly think I'm that stunning." She took one bite. "Huh, that's different…I've never had this kind of meat before. I kind of has…that funny aftertaste."

"I know that it's different at first, but you'll get used to human flesh in no time." Damien assured.

Nicole dropped her fork. "What did you say?" she almost gagged.

"Oui, I said human flesh. Did I undercook yours?" Damien asked.

"That's not the point, Damien. You gave me…human flesh to eat for dinner?"

"I wanted you to try something new. And this was the only thing I had."

Nicole's eyes widened in shock. "Damien…you remember that time when you came over and you said that you picked a dog for lunch or whatever after you disguised as my friend, right?"

"Oui, I do."

"You lied, didn't you?"

Damien nodded. "Yes. I took a human male that was running by the harbor that day and not a dog. This is what's left of him. I believe that you have his shoulder."

Nicole's right eye twitched. "Oh…" she felt light-headed and pale before falling back over her chair and fainting.

Damien peered over the unconscious girl. "At least she didn't run away screaming from me." He sighed.


With the sunlight shining in her eyes, Nicole woke up, moaning and yawning. "Geez, that didn't feel like that was enough sleep and I'm still in my day clothes from freaking yesterday…" she slowly sat up. "What the-?"

Lurking by the left corner was Damien completely shirtless. "Bonjour, ma squatine." He smirked.

Nicole frowned. "You're…still here?"

The TentaSpy nodded. "Oui, I am."

"…What for? And why are you shirtless again?"

"I have a gift for you, ma chéri, and trust me, it wasn't so easy to get. Things got messy, so I had to wash my clothes and hang them to dry." He approached the bedside and handed her a small, leather pouch. "I just know that you'll love this one." He smirked.

Nicole reluctantly took the bag, giving Damien a suspicious look. "Okay, thanks…" she peeked inside. "Ahh!" She gasped as she threw the bag as far away as possible. "What is that?"

A small, bloody mass rolled out from the stained bag. It laid lifelessly next to Damien's tentacles. "It's a heart." He answered.

"Yeah, I know what it is! Who does it belong to?"

Damien chuckled. "I'm glad you asked, ma chéri. You see, I decided to pay a visit to someone that you know of…"

Nicole felt her heart skip an entire beat. "Oh no…y-you did not-!"

"Oui, I murdered your rival…I do believe her name was Trisha Jezbell." Damien's crooked smile grew.

"You killed Trisha?" Nicole exclaimed.

"It wasn't that easy to find her, but once I did, I took manners in my own hands…and my own tentacles."

Nicole paled a little. "How could you?"

"As you see, I had to track her down based on those pictures you had kept before you burnt them with that Pyro. When I finally saw her, I followed her home and waited until she had drifted into a peaceful sleep."

Nicole's heart began to race in her chest. "T-Then what?"

"I woke her up with a threat, laid in bed with her, and I…" the TentaSpy giggled, staring at Nicole with a crazed, bloodshot gaze in his golden eyes, "…did my business with her."

"You…raped her?"

"Rape is such a strong word, I would call it a 'vigorous affair'. As I was saying, I then stabbed her, carved out her heart, and ate most of her. And don't worry, I left without a trace, so nobody will know it was I who killed her. Aren't you pleased of me for disposing your most hated rival?" Damien smiled again, showing blood-stained teeth.

Nicole slowly inched away from Damien, scooting to the other side of the bed. "I don't believe what I am hearing…"

"You should, ma squatine, I did this wonderful favor for you, ma petite cher." Damien said, focusing deeply into her amber eyes.

Nicole stood up from the bed and headed towards the door, trying not to look into his mesmerizing reptile eyes. "I didn't want anyone killed, Damien. When I said I hated her, I did not mean I wanted her heart ripped out from her. What were you thinking?"

Damien snickered. "That's what makes my gift to you so special. I planned everything myself so I can see the surprised look on your face." He explained.

Nicole took one quick glance before opening the door. "I'm surprised, alright, I'm surprised that you would do such a horrible thing!" She raced out from the room and down the stairs. "Must. Get. Out. Of. Here." Nicole panted.

Just then, the phone in her pocket began to vibrate. Nicole scanned the area quickly before picking up her phone and answering it. "Hello?"

"NICOLE! NICOLE!" Cassie's panicked voice screamed through the speakers.

"Ow! Cassie what is wrong with you? You're going to make me deaf if you yell like that in my ear." Nicole groaned in pain.

"I'm sorry, but this is an emergency! I saw in the news earlier that Trisha's been killed!" Cassie explained with her voice cracking.

"…Y-Yeah, I heard about that."

"They said that the psycho killer carved her heart out! Not only that, they also mentioned that there's bite marks and torn flesh all over her body!"

Nicole shuddered. "I…heard about that too…"

"I can't believe it! The victim was someone we freaking went to school with! I'm scared out of my wits! First those strange disappearances by the harbor, and now a murder? What if that crazy killer strikes again? He could be after any of us by now!"

An ice-cold sweat drop slid down the back of Nicole's neck. "W-We don't know that for sure, but I can tell you that we'll be okay and i-it'll be all over soon." She gulped.

"Nicole? Are you okay? You don't sound well."

"Uh! Listen, Cassie…I really have to get going, I'm actually really busy at the moment."

"Oh…I see. Well, call me later, okay?"

Nicole nodded. "I will."

"Bye and… please take care."

Nicole hung up and shoved the phone back in her pocket hurryingly. "What am I doing? I have to get out of here now!" she bolted for the front door, only to be jerked back as a scarf flung over her and towed her by the throat.

Damien pulled her towards him as he held both ends of the red and black stripped scarf, wearing his suit still stained in some blood. "Don't go outside, ma petite squatine, it's rather cold and you'll freeze to death. Stay in here with me, chéri, I'll warm you up." He laughed evilly, "Here, let me wrap this scarf around your neck." He coiled the scarf around her tightly.

Nicole gagged and gasped for breath. "S-Stop it, Damien! You're scaring me!" she whimpered and tried to pull away.

"Am I?" Damien growled. "Am I frightening you, chéri?"

Nicole spun around and trashed about to untangle herself from the constricting scarf. "Leave me alone!"

"You're not answering me, my dear. Answer my question. Am I scaring you? Well…AM I?" The TentaSpy roared angrily.

Nicole jumped back in shock, ripping herself free. "First, you think that it's okay to give me human meat for dinner, now you rape and murder someone just to make me happy? J-Just get away from me!" she sobbed, flinging the door with one hand and busting out from the house.

Damien hissed as he watched her run from him. "You're not escaping from me, ma chéri. Neither running nor hiding will save you this time."