After orientation and moving into the small college house outside of town with Sam who thankfully was there before she arrived, the two sat down for dinner.

"Yeesh, first day here and we rest have homework? I miss preschool." she says plopping down on the chair.

Anita chuckles as she finished the potatoes and pulled the chicken out, setting it on the table and sitting down.

"It'll be kind of nice not having dinner with the widow Johnson again." Anita says spooning out some potatoes.

"Oh god, is the old man still trying to hit that?"

"Yeah, he came downstairs one night with his classy sweats on. They don't have a button in the front." Anita winced.

"Oh my god!" Sam laughs. For a moment the two smiled and giggled, almost forgetting for a moment the terrible things that transpired. But only for a moment. As they ate, Anita's smile faded a bit poking st the chicken and sighing. She looked to Sam, who was also picking at her food.

"You doing alright?" she asks quietly.

"Yeah... Obviously i been better but... I did get some sleep yesterday." she replied.

"That's good to hear." anita says nodding as she sipped her drink.

"...do you think the government is trying to cover it up? You know the... Killings?" Sam asks.

"If they did, we would be in quarantine I think. They wouldn't let us roam free with the knowledge we have." she says shaking her head.

"So do you think they caught him?"

"Lets hope so."

With that, Sam returned to her meal, eating silently. Then she chuckles.

"What's so funny?" Anita smiles.

"I got the phone today. Your gramps told me to tell you, he hit that." She says doing air quotes.

"Oh my god, I just lost my appetite." Anita groans as Sam laughs.

After dinner and a reeses pie dessert, the two sat down for movie night with a bowl of popcorn and sodas. While watching the movie, the girls were being watched from outside the window by the very beast that that had hunted and killed their friends. He growled as he watched the two females giggle at the screen while eating food and he chuckled darkly. Then he moved to the back of the house where the back door was unlocked. Foolish little females, he already had one. Now to collect the last.

Soon when the girls were asleep, he made his move, turning on his cloaking device and walked right through the back door. He looked over at the girls as they lay together on the sofa, sleeping peacefully. He clicked out a chuckle and pressed a few buttons on his gauntlet.

Then a small needle shot out and landed in his hand, kneeling to Sam first and sticking the needle in her arm. She groaned in her sleep but then went limp again, her heart rate slowing a bit more. Then he moved to Anita and stuck her as well. She opened her eyes to the pain and gasped before falling back into darkness.

When Anita woke next, she heard the crinkling of chains and the murmuring of different voices. She cracked her eyes open and blinked a few times to get the blurriness off her eyes. She was sitting in a small cell of some sort, oval in shape with a metal flat bottom, short enough to where she could hit her head if she jumped. She looked around and saw there was a long line of oval cages ahead of her, all holding people in it, preferably men. When she looked to her side, she saw women.

"What the...?" she breathed as she looked at the cell beside her. It was a thin woman curled up in a ball on the farthest away she could get to the front of the cage.

"Hey..." she whispers to the woman but the woman flinches so bad when she was spoken to.

"What is this place?" she asked her. Still the woman ignored her, whimpering in fear. She sighed and leaned back with her legs bent in front of her, holding them with her chin on her knees.

Then suddenly, she heard the hiss of a sliding door and all the women she could see began to cower and whimper louder. It made her nervous, wondering who or what was coming. Footsteps stomped down the aisle of cages until Anita could make out who it was. She gasped as she saw the familiar being and glared at him. The maniac who killed her friends!

He was walking by with what looked like a holographic clipboard, clicking a few things as he walked to each cage. When he stopped at hers, he lowered the board and bent to her level. The bastard had the balls to wave to her as he clicked in amusement.

"What have you done with me? Where is my friend?" she growls at him. He didn't answer, simply stood and walked away.

"Don't walk away from me you coward! I will kill you for what you've done!" she bellowed as she pressed her face against the bars. This caused him to slow to a stop, turning around slowly and walking back to her.

"We'll see." his gurgled cracked voice said in english. Then he whipped around and walked away.

Anita sighed and leaned back on her heels, glaring after him until he was gone from sight and then slumped forwards.

"Oh papa... Sam..." she whimpers quietly as she rests her head on the bars, suddenly exhausted.

When Anita had laid back down to try and fall back asleep, the hiss of the door was opened again. Anita scrunched her eyes against the bright light as more of creatures like the murderer started walking in. There were three of them, all tall and well built with the same dreads but different beads in them, all clicking and growling at each other as they walked along the cages, peering inside each one. As they reached Anita's cage, one of the males stopped and knelt to her level. Her eyes widened a bit as she finally saw the face of the creature. The metal mask was gone, showing two sets of mandibles behind a small mouth covered with sharp teeth and black snake like tongue. His eyes were a golden red, glaring down at her through thick eye ridges covered in small spikes of different shades of brown and red. His skin was a brownish red, mixed with pale skin color and dark red markings donning his huge pectorals and trim waist.

He really was well built, thick ropes of muscle around his biceps that looked like he could squeeze the life out of her if he hugged her too hard. His stomach, oh, you could iron a sheet on his stomach. His thick thighs and strong calfs made the loincloth he wore seem too small for his size. She gulped as she noticed his impressive girth behind it and almost groaned at the all around attraction to his body. They don't make humans like that anymore and even if they did they're usually gay.

Anita looked back up to his face when he reached into the cage taking a small strand of her hair and rubbing them between his clawed fingers, seeing him glaring at her not in anger or disgust but in confused fascination. At least that's what she saw in his eyes. Then he did something odd, reaching even more and taking her chin in his rough hand, using his thumb to caress her cheek, running it gently down her lip as he growled low in his throat. She inhaled through her nose and pulled away sharply, staring at him warily. she had momentarily forgotten he was one of them.

Then he stood, storming away to the other males who were already moved on to other cages. Anita let go of the breath she was holding before sagging against the cage, wondering what possessed her to allow the creature to touch her in such a way before reacting. No man has ever admired her like that before, maybe that was the reason. Either way, it set off something in her body that made her almost want to see him again, but also want to kick him where the sun don't shine for putting his claws on her. As she sat down on the cage floor, she sighed, touching her lips he touched his thumb to before the lights went off. Then small pin sized light flickered on and off like stars and she snorted.

"What are we infants?" she mumbles to herself as she laid down on her side with her head facing upwards to the ceiling, surprised to realize the lights were comforting in a way and she felt her eyes go slack a bit, closing them and letting herself slip into sleep.