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Chapter 2: The breaking in.
She's struggling against me now, I can feel her limbs push against mine. Rather strange. I look down to see her trying to push my arm away from her neck. Her hairs come out of its ponytail and splashing over my arms. Why doesn't she give up? Stupid human, you can't do anything to stop me then why try.
I guess she's pretty desperate. Its funny when people are desperate. They do really stupid things, I mean reeeally stupid.
Her hair is truly out of its ponytail now. I've always been fascinated with human hair. The varieties it comes in. Hers is a sandy blond, well more blond with tints of brown. Its funny to think that maybe I was a human once. I condemn them for so much, I mean Doctor Gero was human and he was the sickest person I've ever met. That's why I hate humans. Their characters vary to much for my liking but in the end their all the same. Weak and breakable, if not in spirit then physically. Yes so easy to break.
This one is going to fun to break, I'm sure it won't take long and that innocence what shall we do with the innocence. Exploitation? Of course!
"Would you stop moving?"
I ask, its getting annoying this constant movement of her limbs.
"If...you would let the gr-r-rip around my neck lessen a little I would."
Her voice sounds a little choked up. Stupid me! I was practically strangling her. Bloody weak humans I can't even touch them without breaking a bone or bruising some area of their bodies.
Slowly I let my grip lessen and theirs a sigh of relief on her part. Her limbs cease to move and she hangs their limply just breathing . Strange creatures humans, no more the females. Their the weirdest. She looks up at me with big green eyes, a soft green. I give her a questioning look, she looks down again. I wonder what she looked at me for, probably because I'm to irresistible. No 17 that's very unlikely. You've just killed her brother I doubt if she'd find you attractive right about now.
Ah, finally home. Well a liveable place that I stay in when 18's being a bitch or I just want some privacy. She never gives me privacy, 18.
We land, well I land her feet barley touch the ground since I'm still holding her. No, not holding more like grasping. Yeah, grasping. Its a simple house, one that wasn't destroyed in 18's blasts. She rampaged most of this city you see Its respectable but why would I care. At least it has a bed and a couch. I hate sleeping on the ground its so, so...not me.
She's breathing a little harder now, her big eyes peeping nervously over my arm.
Maybe, just for fun, I'll let her go. see what she does. Lets say she's my experiment on human instincts. Yes a science project in fact.
I let my arm uncoil from around her neck. She jumps out, looking at me with distrustful eyes.
She's played this before and knows the consequences. If she stays its a 'I won't kill you'. if she runs its 'I will most likely kill you' and last but not least if she walks its a '?'. Oh how I love multi-choices, confuses them so.
She doesn't move. But the feeling of freedom is pulling at her. I can see it pulling on her legs repeating, run, run!
No she doesn't listen but what will I do with her? She doesn't know. She's not willing to take a chance.
Or is she? Glaring at me a little she sits slowly down her eyes focused on me alone. Jeez she doesn't trust me. Not one bit.
I smirk at her, she's quite the comedian. The look she's giving its pure hate but then its a 'please don't kill me' and 'what the fuck?' . I better not laugh, I'll scare her and I don't want to do that now do I?
Do I?
"What are you going to do?"
She retracts at the asking of this question, scared of the answer.
"It depends on what you do"
Her eyebrows twist into a questioning frown.
"I'm sitting down waiting to see what you'll do"
Her small quite voice pipes forward.
Quite ironic. Maybe if I move to the side will she move? I try this but only her eyes move, she doesn't trust me. She knows it. Dam I hate this but love it at the same time. Should I twist my words? Should I be a bad boy and go against my word? Hell yes!
Just to confuse her I move in different directions, her eyes are trying to keep up with me. Then finally stopping in front of her. She jumps back and knocks her head sharply on the pathement. A small curse escapes her lips and pulls herself up to meet my towering body that shadows her own. She gasps. I smirk. Yes, fear me. I am to be feared stupid human. Her eyes are so wide I can see the whites. She's scared. I guess she forgot I am the superior being. Silly girl.
She shuffles back, dragging her legs along the ground. Smearing the half dried mud on her legs.
I just stand there looking not staring but looking. I think staring is quite rude. You should look and glare. People look like school girls when they do that, well if they are um...they can...
She's made quite abit of a space between us now after much dragging she stops and looks at me with large eyes. Never trust me, good girl.
A tiny droplet of rain hits my head, it feels funny when it rains. I don't feel the cold but I can feel every droplet fall from the sky and hit me individually. You should try it some time. Being me, its fun. The ability not to feel temperature changes like hot or cold are a bonus but I can't taste anything. Its sucks bigtime.
More rain is beginning to fall, thousands of tiny drops hit the ground and seem to continue in a never ending cycle of hitting the ground then another falls. Quite interesting this planets weather.
her hair is becoming drenched and her clothes are soaked. I can't see my self but I'm sure I look like this, minus the shivering.
I'm not a fan of rain so I turn round and go inside by holiday home, yeah that's a good name. Holiday home. Well I am kinda on a holiday. Away from 18, I need a break. We get into quite a few heated arguments and nit picking. I enjoy a good verbal spar anyday but not 24/7. Hate it.
Once under the cover of the garage I see if she'll follow me.
Nope.
Still sitting, no wait she's moving under a nearby tree. I suppose any shelter will do, shelter without me is way better by her standards. I admire her distrust in me. Oh well if she dies see if I care, only one more human on the heap to me.
Chapter 2: The breaking in.
She's struggling against me now, I can feel her limbs push against mine. Rather strange. I look down to see her trying to push my arm away from her neck. Her hairs come out of its ponytail and splashing over my arms. Why doesn't she give up? Stupid human, you can't do anything to stop me then why try.
I guess she's pretty desperate. Its funny when people are desperate. They do really stupid things, I mean reeeally stupid.
Her hair is truly out of its ponytail now. I've always been fascinated with human hair. The varieties it comes in. Hers is a sandy blond, well more blond with tints of brown. Its funny to think that maybe I was a human once. I condemn them for so much, I mean Doctor Gero was human and he was the sickest person I've ever met. That's why I hate humans. Their characters vary to much for my liking but in the end their all the same. Weak and breakable, if not in spirit then physically. Yes so easy to break.
This one is going to fun to break, I'm sure it won't take long and that innocence what shall we do with the innocence. Exploitation? Of course!
"Would you stop moving?"
I ask, its getting annoying this constant movement of her limbs.
"If...you would let the gr-r-rip around my neck lessen a little I would."
Her voice sounds a little choked up. Stupid me! I was practically strangling her. Bloody weak humans I can't even touch them without breaking a bone or bruising some area of their bodies.
Slowly I let my grip lessen and theirs a sigh of relief on her part. Her limbs cease to move and she hangs their limply just breathing . Strange creatures humans, no more the females. Their the weirdest. She looks up at me with big green eyes, a soft green. I give her a questioning look, she looks down again. I wonder what she looked at me for, probably because I'm to irresistible. No 17 that's very unlikely. You've just killed her brother I doubt if she'd find you attractive right about now.
Ah, finally home. Well a liveable place that I stay in when 18's being a bitch or I just want some privacy. She never gives me privacy, 18.
We land, well I land her feet barley touch the ground since I'm still holding her. No, not holding more like grasping. Yeah, grasping. Its a simple house, one that wasn't destroyed in 18's blasts. She rampaged most of this city you see Its respectable but why would I care. At least it has a bed and a couch. I hate sleeping on the ground its so, so...not me.
She's breathing a little harder now, her big eyes peeping nervously over my arm.
Maybe, just for fun, I'll let her go. see what she does. Lets say she's my experiment on human instincts. Yes a science project in fact.
I let my arm uncoil from around her neck. She jumps out, looking at me with distrustful eyes.
She's played this before and knows the consequences. If she stays its a 'I won't kill you'. if she runs its 'I will most likely kill you' and last but not least if she walks its a '?'. Oh how I love multi-choices, confuses them so.
She doesn't move. But the feeling of freedom is pulling at her. I can see it pulling on her legs repeating, run, run!
No she doesn't listen but what will I do with her? She doesn't know. She's not willing to take a chance.
Or is she? Glaring at me a little she sits slowly down her eyes focused on me alone. Jeez she doesn't trust me. Not one bit.
I smirk at her, she's quite the comedian. The look she's giving its pure hate but then its a 'please don't kill me' and 'what the fuck?' . I better not laugh, I'll scare her and I don't want to do that now do I?
Do I?
"What are you going to do?"
She retracts at the asking of this question, scared of the answer.
"It depends on what you do"
Her eyebrows twist into a questioning frown.
"I'm sitting down waiting to see what you'll do"
Her small quite voice pipes forward.
Quite ironic. Maybe if I move to the side will she move? I try this but only her eyes move, she doesn't trust me. She knows it. Dam I hate this but love it at the same time. Should I twist my words? Should I be a bad boy and go against my word? Hell yes!
Just to confuse her I move in different directions, her eyes are trying to keep up with me. Then finally stopping in front of her. She jumps back and knocks her head sharply on the pathement. A small curse escapes her lips and pulls herself up to meet my towering body that shadows her own. She gasps. I smirk. Yes, fear me. I am to be feared stupid human. Her eyes are so wide I can see the whites. She's scared. I guess she forgot I am the superior being. Silly girl.
She shuffles back, dragging her legs along the ground. Smearing the half dried mud on her legs.
I just stand there looking not staring but looking. I think staring is quite rude. You should look and glare. People look like school girls when they do that, well if they are um...they can...
She's made quite abit of a space between us now after much dragging she stops and looks at me with large eyes. Never trust me, good girl.
A tiny droplet of rain hits my head, it feels funny when it rains. I don't feel the cold but I can feel every droplet fall from the sky and hit me individually. You should try it some time. Being me, its fun. The ability not to feel temperature changes like hot or cold are a bonus but I can't taste anything. Its sucks bigtime.
More rain is beginning to fall, thousands of tiny drops hit the ground and seem to continue in a never ending cycle of hitting the ground then another falls. Quite interesting this planets weather.
her hair is becoming drenched and her clothes are soaked. I can't see my self but I'm sure I look like this, minus the shivering.
I'm not a fan of rain so I turn round and go inside by holiday home, yeah that's a good name. Holiday home. Well I am kinda on a holiday. Away from 18, I need a break. We get into quite a few heated arguments and nit picking. I enjoy a good verbal spar anyday but not 24/7. Hate it.
Once under the cover of the garage I see if she'll follow me.
Nope.
Still sitting, no wait she's moving under a nearby tree. I suppose any shelter will do, shelter without me is way better by her standards. I admire her distrust in me. Oh well if she dies see if I care, only one more human on the heap to me.