Disclaimer: Don't own the characters… still
October 15th, 2pm
Running. I'm running so fast. So fast, I can barely make out the trees. The moon is full. I look up, and… What do I do? I howl! I see prey. Running. Running from me. Must catch. Must kill. Must eat. Slashing claws knocks down prey. It's Male. Good. He tries to defend. I slash again. He's unconscious. I turn prey over to bite him on the neck. To spill his blood. To watch him die before I feast on his flesh. His blond hair is matted. His face is covered in dirt, deep scratches, and his blood. My saliva drips from my mouth in anticipation of feeling his blood pump down my throat. He comes around, and opens his eyes. His big brown eyes. Deep brown eyes… I…know him? He speaks. "K… Kim?" He says. I look at him with confusion. I recognize the name. No. I am Kim no more. I am beast. I kill to survive. He speaks again. "I… It's me, R…Ron." Ron? I know that name also. I… feel… love? No. I am beast. I do not love, I kill. I bare my teeth, and growl as my saliva drips onto his neck. I use a large paw to move his head to the side. I see the vein that pumps his life blood throbbing. Throbbing. Blood. Sweet blood. Sweet, sweet flesh. I open my mouth wide, and sink my teeth into his neck…
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Ron! Ron! I didn't want to do it! Ron I love you so much!" Kim was screaming at the top of her lungs as she woke up in the bed at Count Borris's castle.
Kim was thrashing around, as both Ron and Count Borris was trying to hold her down. She was bathed in sweat from the dream, and the sheets clung to her body.
"Kim! Kim! Wake up Kim!" Ron wasn't screaming at her, but he was using a stern voice in an attempt to get her to stop thrashing, and fully wake up. Finally Kim lay still, and was looking around the room, with almost a maniacal look on her face.
Her eyes finally locked onto Ron, and literally leaped into his arms as he knelt on the bed. Her tears flowed as she held him so tight. Count Borris silently let himself out of the room, to let the two be alone.
"Kim, oh Kim. I thought you weren't going to wake up." Ron said as he stroked her matted and tangled hair.
"R… Ron, I had the w… worst dream ever!" I w… was… I don't know WHAT I was! But I was, I mean, I did… I can't even say it!" She pulled him into herself even tighter. Ron responded in kind.
"It's OK Kim. It was just a dream. Only a dream." He said in a hushed voice.
Ron laid her down on the bed, and Kim reluctantly let him go as she lay onto the pillow.
"It was all so… REAL! You were right, Ron. I'm going to become…a… beast."
"Are you sure it's you, who is the beast?" Ron said. He turned around, picked up a pillow from a nearby table, and then slammed it over Kim's face! He pressed down tightly, as she flailed her arms wildly, trying to push him off. She pushed at his face, and his head only turned. Ron just pressed down harder, and harder. Her arms started to go limp, and he let up. Finally, her arms fell to her sides, and he removed the pillow. Her mouth was agape, and her large green eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, without any spark left. Ron reached over, and closed her eyelids.
"I… I'm sorry Kim. I had to do it."
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Kim! No! No, Kim! I'll never do it!"
Ron awoke on the chair beside Kim's bed. He glanced around the room, not recognizing where he was, but then slowly remembered he was in a bedroom at Count Borris's castle. The Count had gone off to get a glass of water for him after he had fainted. When the Count heard the window break, he had rushed in and found Ron at Kim's side, her leg badly damaged. The two of them had brought Kim to the castle, and there she was, sleeping peacefully.
Kim was waking up, as the sound of Ron's screaming had awaken her. "Ron? Ron? Are you Ok?" She asked, as she reached out for him.
"Yeah, Kim. I'm fine. Just a bad dream. How do you feel?"
"Well, my leg is still a little sore, but not as bad as before. Ron… I had a… bad dream too."
"It was so real!" They both said in unison.
To be continued…