I don't own the Creeper, Cassy is mine and this story line is mine, so there!

Day 23

If the Creeper felt anything for me he didn't show it and the last day of hunting was the most vicious of all. While still being selective of those who smelled good to him, those numbers seemed to have risen as almost everyone we met turned into his meal. He didn't even collect the bodies right away, but waited until nightfall to do it. Then he spent the hours perpetrating the bodies and sticking them to the walls in quick succession with the music playing in the background. I watched him go about it in silence with a growing fear of loosing him, especially now that I loved him. I so wanted to kiss him again, but didn't dare. If he wanted to kiss me he'd do it, but there was no telling what he'd do if I were to interrupt him. I must have nodded off, for when I opened my eyes there remained only one last body he was currently working on. His lair wasn't very big and now the walls were almost completely covered with bodies. He finished with the last corps and stood up, taking up a steel pipe and chain on his way to the doors. I approached him.

"What are you doing now?" I asked.

He looked at the doors and then at me before handing me the pipe and chains and pointed up.

"You want me to look them?"

He nodded once and lifted me up until I could reach. I did as told and shoved the pipe through the handles and wrapped the chains around them as well. He set me back down and tied the ends of the chains together.

"What are you doing," I asked. "How am I supposed to get out now?"

The Creeper just walked past me and took of his clothes, dropping them in a heap at the foot of the makeshift bed. He then turned and beckoned me to him. My heart was racing; I didn't want to get trapped down here. I hesitantly walked over to him and looked into his eyes. He raised his clawed hands to my shirt and started to undo the buttons.

"W-what are you doing?!"

He put one hand on my shoulder and one on his chest meaning so much as 'trust me'. I was trembling a little, but didn't move to prevent him from proceeding. When he undid them all he pushed the shirt down my shoulders and dropped them on the heap with his. He reached for my jeans button, but this time I stepped back.

"I-I'll do it," I said shakily.

I crouched down to untie my shoes first and took them off before slipping out of my jeans. I was blushing so much I felt like my face was going to melt off as he watched me. I hesitated before undoing my bra and slipping out of my panties. The Creeper took me by the wrists and gently pulled me onto his lap as he sat on the bed. The whole thing felt so weird yet oddly exciting. Holding me with one arm around my back and his other hand on the back of my head he pressed his lips to mine in a deep kiss. I returned it whole heartedly, this time moving my tongue as well, feeling his sharp teeth and sliding along his. Suddenly I heard a low, rumbling voice inside my head.

'Don't resist.'

It was the Creeper. He retracted his tongue and I felt him regurgitate. I was about to pull back but his voice inside my head said not to resist again. The fluid came up and into my mouth, but this time it was tasteless and completely fluid. I gingerly swallowed it and instantly felt tired. When I had swallowed all of it he drew back and shifted to lay me down on the bed as he knelt over me.

"What did you give me?" I asked fighting to stay awake.

The Creeper gave me another short kiss and lay down beside me, pulling me half onto his chest. His wings came out from under him and wrapped around us. Before my eyes fell shut I watched his eyes close and the claws around his head open and stretch a membrane to cover his face.

'You're mine for all times,' he said into my head.

I tiredly smiled and closed my eyes. As I fell into a deep slumber I didn't yet realize the change that would take over my body for the next 23 years, nor that he had taught me those strange things for a reason. I didn't know then that he had prepared me for the life that awaited me when next I'd open my eyes after years of sleeping. And I didn't know then that he had fashioned himself a companion to be with for all eternity.

For no one, could kill the Creeper.

The End

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