A/N: Yep, revamping is fun.
Original A/N: I would like to thank the reviewers, Sakura Li Samuri, Kat, and Mariel1337. THANK YOU!!!! I was thinking of them next, Mariel, and I think I've figured out how...
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A week after the incident with Duke, it was afterschool, and Kayma was running to catch up with Tea.
"Hey, Tea! Can I talk to you?"
Tea turned and grinned, stopping so the redhead could catch up. "Sure, Kayma. What about?"
Kayma skidded to a halt next to Tea and , panting, grinned, replying, "Call me Kay. Anyways, I was thinking of writing a story, and I want your opinion on the idea so far.."
"What is it, Kay?"
"Come on over to my house and I'll get what I've written, Here's the plot so far."
The two girls began walking again, Kayma slightly in the lead. She led the girl down various streets, finally arriving where the redhead had planned it; no one would be anywhere near this time of day. All the while, Kayma was speaking to distract her victim.
"It's about this soul-stealer who drains people's life energy, which kills them. But the really creepy part is that when they die, no one notices that they're gone. Except one person, who has to convince others that the person they think is helping is really hurting."
Tea shivered. "Wouldn't that be scary if it happened in real life?"
'Man, this is too easy...' Kayma stopped, turned and faced her. "I was hoping you would say that. Well, sort of."
"What?" Tea blinked, slightly alarmed. She backed away as Kayma advanced, a predator's grin upon her lips.
"It can happen in real life, but I must admit, I don't kill anyone." Kayma had trapped her now thoroughly frightened prey in a corner. She laughed softly and pulled a red hair off her school uniform. "You'll do quite nicely as 'Cheerleader', I think. Now then," she rubbed her hands together. "Say cheese. This is the last picture you'll be getting."
Holding out a hand, she beckoned. "Come, Tea Gardner."
