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Slowly, warily, attentively he scouted the area. Turning his head, he scanned the horizon for     pursuers or enemies. Not that it was likely; he had a nature inclination to subtlety. After finding no threat, he looked for friends and allies. Turing his whole body he examined the tall brush of unkempt, dying grass, the lonely trees. He felt the itch of the cold, half-dead leaves brushing his neck. Repressing a shiver, he smells the air, the odor of his comrades' close by, the repulsing odor or human activities, and the faint whiff of his prey. Suddenly his ears pricked slightly. He glanced towards the sound of footsteps. Light, but there.  S

As I pulled up to The Crimson Glass in a royal blue Ferrari, despite the window's being up and my radio playing I could hear music blasting from within and feel the pulsing base. I stole a glance at my little sister, Nicole, to see anxiety and nervousness playing on her features. "Scared? You know, there's no shame in missing seventeen. You'll be eighteen next year." These words were only half serious. She had been awaiting this opportunity since my own seventeenth birthday. She wouldn't dream of missing her own party. "Whatever! There is no way I'm missing this!" she exclaimed from beside me. She stepped out of the car and pulled her jacke

Brian checked his watch, and then resumed watching the club. It was 2:56. He hadn't seen any of them since that one, Nathaniel, exited with the girl. ---------- The doors of the club swung open and Brian snapped to attention. A man, certainly one of them, exited with a girl. For a second he didn't know who the man was. Then it all came back to him. 'Nathanial', the killer, the one who started it all. Brian felt hot anger piece him. The only thing that stopped him from taking the mans life was how important it was for him to complete his part of the mission, forcing the thoughts from his mind Brian looked at the girl. She was human, no doubt,

Sometimes it embarrasses me That I have this need To show her the things That I hold dear to me In hope that she too Would love them. Sometimes it scares me. When I stand naked before her My raw nerve endings exposed To show her my emotions As I am sometimes to enclosed Sometimes it makes me feel sexy. To sense her lust as strong as mine Our souls dripping with passion Our curvious bodies intertwined Sometimes it makes me feel overjoyed. When we are alone Just us two We create a light That shines bright A tremendous but Beautiful hue And I only feel these things