Ch9
. . . I was completely absorbed in the memory of our first time having sex. . .
"Mom! MOM!"
I was jolted from my daze, and blinked several times, before looking at the young boy.
"Why do you always do that? You were going to tell me about a yucky kiss then you stop the story! You always do that!"
I smiled to myself and said, "You'll understand when your older-but stories over. Go to bed...I have to go find your father..."
"Nooo you never tell me what happened next!"
"Well, you came next...and you've lived threw the rest of the story. You know what happened-born human but able to change into the Yautja (aliens like your father)." He looked unconvinced. "Well...my clothes have changed since then. No t-shirts." I wore a miniskirt, a tube-top type thing, and netting (mine kept me cool while theirs kept them warm though). "...and I accidentally turned aliens onto hunting werewolves and other shape-shifters. I guess earth still held some surprises for them...I don't know whether your father still hunts humans but I don't want to know either...the trophys from his other hunts scare the hell out of me already. I barely manage to sleep at all when he's gone. . . Now, it's late. Go to bed. You have training tomorrow."
He complied this time and tucked himself in. I headed to the bedroom, to Azek...I looked up at him, remembering a human saying: "And the lion fell in love with the lamb". But this time, it was the deer that fell in love with the Predator.
~Die einde~ (Afrikaans for "The end")