There are dogs barking, and militant forces roaming the forest. They're searching for the monster that was made from science. The scientists' weren't paying attention to their monitors. This monster attacked the few armed guards that were watching her, and escaped. Now there is a risk of it getting lost somewhere in the world.
Area 51 found a way to make the perfect creation for war and the secret forces. Although, no one knows what actual sex it is, they guessed that it was female. She was forced through extensive training that nearly killed her once. She was abused and kept in solitude for most of her life. She had had enough and managed to escape. Her only problem is that she eats only meat, alive or not; she's been considered a cannibal.
The dogs were barking wildly and flashlights provided the only light, apart from moonlight. The monster, as she is nicknamed, is hiding in the wildlife. Her cat eyes are watching the military closely, waiting for the most opportune moment to attack.
"General," Caption Neversky said. He saluted his solder and waited for permission to speak.
"Caption," General Collins said, bowing his head slightly. He was worried about the monster. If she was loose, there was no telling how many people were going to die.
"There as been no sign of the monster. We have sent forces in all directions to track her down." Caption Neversky said, he too was nervous and worried.
"I see Caption. We need to find her immediately. Thousands of lives depend on it. This monster is going to eat everyone it comes into contact with. We must kill her before she kills the world."
Just as General Collins finished his sentence, soldiers were being pulled out of view. She was pulling them towards the ground. It was her only way out. She took her time attacking and eating her victims, after all she couldn't eat that fast. No one could. She bit sharply and quickly into a male soldier's neck and parts of his shoulder.
The young soldier struggled to get away and stay alive. His strength was beginning to fade. She slowly placed an ear over the man's chest. She heard his heartbeat, it was slowing. She turned her head and looked down at the man. She opened his shirt, and took a large bit out of the man's chest. She ripped the large amount of flesh from the man. She continued to eat as much as she could from the man. She was quickly covered in blood.
She moved quickly to the next one. He was a tall man, with strong muscular arms. She snuck quietly closer to him, and stopped. She was behind a bush looking straight at him. She reached out an arm and pulled him by his right leg. He fell hard onto the ground. She crawled out of the bushes quickly, and bit his neck. The man's thick neck was tough and tender. He screamed loudly enough to get the attention of any nearby soldiers.
She looked up at the sound of dogs nearby. She made a mad dash to escape. She ran away, dodging anything that got in her way. She turned every which way to keep them from following her. She managed to come to the highway. She ran out in the middle of the road trying to cross quickly.
Michel was driving home late from school. She'd been having a rough week, with the popular girls disowning her from their elite group. It was terrible, being humiliated during a football game; in front of everyone. She was driving home in tattered clothes and tears. She thought they were her true friends. How could they betray her like this?
She pulled out a few more tissues knocking the box over. She tried to wipe the last of her tears. More tears continued to fall afterwards. Michel looked in the rearview mirror, her face looked terrible. Makeup was running her face. More tears continued to fall.
She bent down to pick up the box of tissues. Michel could hear the song Ironic, by Alanis Morissette, playing in her car stereo. She sat back up. She screamed when she saw something in the road, and turned the steering wheel sharply trying to avoid the thing in the middle of the road.
The thing seemed to hiss at the car that was swerving to miss her. Michel drove around it so quickly that she couldn't regain control of the car in time. She tried to put car back on the highway, but it went far off the road. She crashed into the tress and bushes. Her head had hit the steering wheel and left her unconscious.
She, hissed at the car that passed by her, nearly hitting her. She watched the vehicle crash into the woods. She decided to use this as an opportunity to help her survive. She walked over to the car. She made sure that the vehicle wasn't going to attack her, or suddenly begin to move.
She saw a person inside the vehicle, a girl. She looked terrible and close to dead. She grabbed a hold of the doors handle, and forced it open. She looked around, and saw papers everywhere. The girl had a box of tissues in her hands. She pulled out the girl's body and laid it carefully on the highway. She knew what she needed to do; she needed a new body form.
She placed her hand over the girl's heart and realized that she was still alive. She placed herself atop the girl's body, and managed to use her legs to hold down the girl's arms. She used to fingers to close her nose, and placed the other over the girl's mouth. In order for it to work, the skin had to be prefect, no cuts. The girl's body began to move violently. Her eyes finally opened and saw the creature that was trying to kill her.
She sensed the girl's growing fear, and smiled. She enjoyed the torture of human life, because they so enjoyed torturing her. However, she wasn't a stupid monster. She had been taught many survival techniques. Now she'd be able to apply them to a new style of life. All she needed to do is to learn how these humans truly lived.
The girl finally passed out from the lack of oxygen entering her body. She waited for one more minute, to make sure she was fully dead. To take her body while she was alive would be too much pain for her to handle. It isn't a respectable way to die either. She slowly removed her fingers.
She moved off the body, and turned it over. She looked around, hoping that no one found her. She made a very careful incision in the back of the head and down the back of the neck, using her sharp fingers. Next, she carefully grabbed hold of the spinal cord and pulled it out. She quickly, and carefully, pulled out the rest of the insides until only the skin was left. She was lucky that her body could move like a cat, it could contract to fit into any small space. She managed to stuff herself inside the girl's skin.
After the mild struggle, she stood up in her new skin. She walked to the car, and looked in the mirror. It was an odd fit, but it would have to do for now. She picked up all the body parts off the highway and placed them in the back of the car. She looked around for anything that would tell her about the girl that she had just killed. She found a school I.D. and a driver's license in a wallet that rested on the side passenger seat. Michel, she muttered in a low deep voice. She memorized the address and drove off quickly. She heard the distant bark of the military dogs. She was off for her new life.