It's me again! Thanks for the reviews its greatly appreciated. I really hope you guys don't get bored with this…not to worry though. This chapter actually has some action! Plus, the thing that has been talked about for the last two chapters…is going to be happening in this one! Yippee…oh and please stop giving me hyper-n00bish comments. I like reviews…but these are just giving me headaches. I have to be able to read what you're typing to understand why you like my story. Thanks…but please continue reading at least.

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(After dining) Risa had finally gotten her food and she ate hastily. She paid and left, but she didn't head home. Instead she called a friend and walked to her house. They greeted each other and sat down on the couch with a cup of coffee each. The friend rested her hand on Risa's and sighed.

"Girl, you need to slow down and stop thinking about whatever has happened today. It'll only serve to worry you more than it already has. Would you like to share the events with me? Or do you want to watch something on my new TV?"

Risa laughed a bit and looked her friend in the eyes. She shook her head and took a sip if the fresh coffee. Once that was done and over she sighed again and started telling her friend about what had transpired earlier.

"Well Elsie, honestly it's not all my fault really. The old bag just up and had a heart attack at the worst possible time there is. First she fired me and as soon as I opened my mouth to retaliate, she convulsed and her ticker stopped ticking. I ran out of there as fast as I could. I, for some reason, felt I would be blamed for the death of my own boss. So, how about we watch something on the tube?"

Elsie grabbed the remote and skimmed through the channels until they agreed on watched the Queer as Folk show. They loved it, and so they lost themselves in the story, losing track of the time in the process.

(On Elsie's roof) The hunter was getting irritated and just wanted to finish the job. The cycle was soon to end and it still hadn't gotten what was needed to be retrieved. It shifted and watched the two females inside; they were watching a show about a bunch of males, who seemed to be in love. A thing that was frowned upon in its' culture. Males being mates were oddities and not to be talked to. Still, it was not unheard of anyways. The hunter drifted to thoughts of it's' homeland and lost itself in it's' thoughts.

The females had stopped watching their show and were now getting into a vehicle called a car and were now driving to what could only be the prey's own housing unit. The hunter got up, stretched and continued its trek to the prey's house.

(At Risa's house) "Okay Risa…you can stay at my place but you only have an hour before I want you back at my place and ready to watch; 'The 40-year old virgin' How's that sound?"

"Elsie…I'll be there, unless by some miraculous reason I get taken away by the 'coppers'. Yaaargh…they'll never catch me! Yeah…just be ready with those tubs of ice cream ok?"

With that Risa shut the door to her house and went to pack stuff for her week long visit. She grabbed her messenger bag and stuffed it chalk full of toiletries and extra clothes. Then she grabbed her portfolio and some various art supplies; including her famous three-hundred paged sketch book she had recently bought. She was ready and so she walked out her house, locked up and set off to her friend's house.

Her head was full of things the two of them would do together and was hoping she and Elsie could do a collaboration piece. With Risa's horror yet tranquil style and Elsie's cutesy yet evil style; they could create one work of art that would rock the art would forever. Or so she thought, little did she know Risa's 'hunter' was silently waiting, cloaked and ready, for her to turn one last corner.

All of a sudden in a short flurry of movement, Risa was gone and at least to the naked eye she was. If anyone had been watching in infrared vision goggles, they would have seen a huge, colossal, eight foot tall humanoid snatch the woman in a net making her and itself invisible.

(Nearing a cloaked ship) Risa was struggling and trying to see what was going on, but all she could she was pitch black. She could feel some type of netting, which held her in a fetal position. Risa was getting cramped and somewhat claustrophobic so she tried to scream. It seemed useless though since it echoed back to her full force. The hunter felt her frequent movement and shook the netting until she stopped. The hunter and Risa were nearing a ship, the hunter's ship to be exact. The hunter set the netting down for a moment to push in a code to unlock the hatch and let them in. Once the hunter and Risa were safely inside, the hatch shut again and started to depart the Earth.

HAHAHAHA! It is done! And it's early too! I do hope you guys like this chapter more than the others and you bare with me while I continue this epic story. Yeah…that sounded better in my head. Whatever…you guys know the drill! READ AND REVIEW PEOPLES!...Flamers will be haunted.