To say we came upon them like a thief in the night would have been an understatement, would not be a simple biblical reference. I raced through the woods with a speed not even the fastest of my people back home could hope to match, my footsteps light and barely leaving imprints on the grass it ran over, a few steps ahead of me raced Cain with his arms threw back behind his billowing suit jacket .

"So out of curiosity do you know what to do if they decide to shoot at us?" I yelled towards him.

He tossed back his head and laughed. " If those weapons were truly a match

for our people you wouldn't be alive right now."

In his tone I heard the hungering that was in my voice and motivated my actions, our tongues tasted the taste the air like wolves, we were close to prey.

The first victim was a skinny Slave Driver with pockmarked skinned that smelled strongly of onions and hot peppers. He was patrolling the outskirts of the plantation with a bright Lantern in his hand and a revolver on his hip. The horse he was riding smelled us and started neighing wildly shaking and twisting against her masters reins.

"What the hell is wrong with you girl?" The Slave Driver cursed at the horse. " Ain't even nothing out -"

Before he could finish his sentence we were upon him. Cain came from his left, grabbed him by his leg and slung him off the horse with titanic strength. The man hit the ground with a grunt. The horse abandoned his master and ran away into the forest.

The man grabbed his pistol while staring at Cain. " Son of a b*tch! ?! Who do you think ?-" Then from behind him I roared that same inhuman sound that I had begged to Cain while I was changing .

The Slave Driver turned around and his eyes grew wide with shock.

"AAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAH." He screamed as I tore into his flesh . 28

His scream rang over the plantation and awoke both slave and slave master.

As I drained his body of blood and life-force my eyes awakened and ears perched with sensitivity, I felt the pulses of a dozen slaves quicken at the scream, I heard them rise from their pallets of hay and rice bags and peek out their windows.

I heard the Slave Drivers that patrolled the lands shake with fright at the scream and cock their rifles before leading their steeds into the direction where the scream had come from.

I stood with the body of the lifeless man hanging from my mouth like a rag doll I spat his body out of mouth and looked up, about five hundred yards away I saw three more bodies riding towards us on horseback.

Who the hell was that ?!" One yelled as they rode.

"I don't know! sounded like Cletus! He might have caught one of those n*gger escaping!" The other responded.

I licked my teeth with anticipation.

When they got near the body of the dead man they all stopped and stared in horror . One dismounted from his horse and walk towards the corpse. His neck gnawed like a bear bite.

"Oh my God Cletus." He lamented.

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" What the hell could have bit him like that?"

I roared an answer and all the men's heads shot up, before they could say anything else we dropped upon them from the branches of the trees. Cain fell upon on a horse, ripped the head off the rider and raised the petrified face above his mouth and let the hot blood drip down his throat. I fell on the ground beside a horseman and wrapped my long arms around both horseman and steed and lifted them in the air.

this power is amazing I marveled and slammed the both to the ground. The weight of the horse crushed his master rib cage and brought death slowly knocking at his front door, while the steed was both injured and too scared to move.

The last man still knelt on the ground with Cletus's arm in hand staring with his mouth wide open.

I took a step towards him and he reached for his rifle that laid on the ground next to him. Before he could even lift it I stomped on the wrist of the arm that held the rifle and felt bones cracked beneath my toes.

His moans of agony was music to my ears . I picked up the rifle off the ground studying it's wooden hilt and trigger with curiosity, it was truly a marvel of science to me. I turned the

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pointed end towards the man on the ground who's arm now hung loosely like

an empty pillow sack.

" Please don't I'm begging you." He cried. I drove the pointed roof into his chest and cocked the trigger blood sprayed everywhere .

I turned to the last man alive who was laying on the ground with a horse on his chest, his heart beating hopelessly, this was Billy Rae, the Slave Driver who hated the most, it was him who had put a leather muzzle on my mouth when I was sold at the slave auction, the one who held a machete to my neck while I was tied to a pole for seven hours.

"Oh I'm going to enjoy this." I growled, I grabbed the horse by its hind leg and cast the beast aside like a rice bag . I stared down at my former capturer.

"Who who are you and?" He stuttered, holding his broken hip in pain. "Why are you doing this?"

"Well there is a such thing called karma." I said and picked him up off the ground, before I could rip him in half and idea hit me and I smiled. " I know what I'm going to, do with you."

Back on the plantation the slaves were too scared to see what was going on, 31

and the plantation master would not leave his door step while Jebediah his

lead Slave Driver stood on the steps with a rifle in arm.

" I'm telling you it's probably one of them damn rebel bandits out there running wild with pistols! I told you heard about them causing hell down there in Bama a few weeks ago!!"

" Well whatever be make sure keep it far from my doorstep." Master Orlando said, holding his wife and daughters in close embrace. "My wife and daughter are here, I can't afford-"

"Jebediah! " They heard a familiar voice moan and the master stopped talking.

Who was that.?" Master Orlando said

"Jebediah.."

" I think that was Bill. " Jebediah said hopefully.

And sure enough about fifty yards away they saw a small figure forming in the dark.

"Jebediah. " He moaned again."Please. "

"I hear you Bill!" Jebediah roared and hopped off the stepparent running to the figure walking towards him." Did you find them bandits?!"

" Jebediah , please help ..." He moaned again. 32

Jebediah kept coming closers to Bills small figure. " Why Bill what's -"

Then he stopped and his mouth dropped open in shock. Hanging not standing In front of him was the torso of Bill, his legs ripped off, blood dripping from the stumps.

" Oh my God, " Jebediah muttered. " Bill-" Suddenly the end of the rifle erupted, a shot pierced Jebediah in the right side of his chest and he fell to the ground,. Blood already covered his lips.

To be continued

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