Ichigo felt her eyes widen as a strange boy stepped into her view.
He had seaweed green hair, pulled into two soft looking pigtails falling in front of his shoulders. He had pale skin, and large pointed ears.
She was overcome with the urge to play with those invitingly large ears. She felt her eyes drawn to his body. He was wearing a man's tank top in a dark colour she couldn't identify.
Ichigo's breath hitched as her eyes feel even lower. As low as the pants that threatened to slid of his hips.
He turned to look at her.
He had strange slitted golden eyes.
When he opened his mouth in a sneer, she saw his fangs.
Ichigo opened her own mouth to call out to him. To ask this vision if he was real, or if he was only a nymph like image conjured up from her own wild fantasies.
His face twisted with great contempt.
Slowly raising one hand he released a blast of energy at her.
When the blast hit her, she blackened, was incinerated and DIED!
Three months later the world fell to the aliens and the human race was utterly destroyed.
Go aliens go!