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² ² ² ² ² ² ÛÛÛÛÛ File #035: "The Feeding" Ý
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²²²²² ² ² Û -By James Hetfield Ý
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ÛÛÛÛÛ Ý
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John was a lonely little boy. He sat around at night in the park
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by his house wondering what it would really be like to have a girl of his
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very own. His very own girlfriend. He had always had problems talking to
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females, he always would stare at their breasts. They usually would notice
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this fact, girls having instinct to wonder about a guy that looks at them
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right below eye level, and not take him seriously. Also, John wasn't that
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much of a looker, so not having physical or social skills, John was basically
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left out of the high school dating scene. Little did John know, however,
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that this night would change his life forever.
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John was sitting on the park bench, watching the moon and the stars
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begin to shine out from under a cloud covering. His mind began to wander,
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questioning the fact of whether or not he would ever get laid in his lifetime.
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A cold hand gripped his shoulder, making him jump a foot into the air. He
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found himself looking into the eyes of one of the most erotic women he had
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ever laid eyes on. In the pale moonlight, he could barely make out her facial
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features, which he found no flaws in whatsoever. Her dark brown hair was
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being thrown around by the wind. Her lips were just slightly open, as if
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anticipating speaking.
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"Hello", she said in a low, sultry voice, "I'm sorry if I startled
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you."
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John backed up to take in her form a little more closely. She had a
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trim figure, and was wearing a jacket that clung quite tightly to her waist.
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Her jeans were skin tight, leaving nothing to the imagination about her long
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legs and curvacious thighs. She wore black army boots. He glanced back
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upward to take her breasts into full view. Even under the jacket covering,
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she seemed quite perky. Her breasts stood out so strongly John wondered what
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kind of bra she was wearing, purhaps a padded. Yes, John assured himself,
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she must be wearing padding. Nothing this good looking can actually exist.
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"Are you all right?" The woman questioned, as would most people
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question after a male stares at you for 30 seconds right after being startled
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half to death.
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"Yes, I'm... I'm fine" John squeeked through his pre-pubescant
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cracking voice box.
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"I didn't mean to frighten you... I only meant to ask if I could sit
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here..." She said while slowly approaching John, bringing John's arousal level
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to greater heights.
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Getting himself together, John said it was perfectly all right with
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him if she sat there also. He calmly sat back down, and the woman joined him
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on the small park bench. John could feel her warmth near him as he tried
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not to look in her direction, staring once again up at the moon.
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"It's a beautiful night out, wouldn't you agree?" The woman whispered
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into John's ear.
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"Yea.. Yes. Yes it is." John said, feeling a sweat break out on
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his face and chest.
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John instinctively felt the woman's breath get closer to him as he
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tried nerviously to concentrate on the stars. "All right, John," he thought
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to himself,"this is your big chance, you could actually get a good fuck for
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the first time of your life, and what are you doing, but looking up at the
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stars? Grab this chick while you have the chance, John, do it!"
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John mustered up the courage to look at the girl, who was staring
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intently at him with a small smirk on her face. John nearly fell out of his
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seat when he stared into her eyes to find them to be yellow. Yellow eyes was
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not a sight John had ever witnessed before. John questioned if he was losing
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his mind or not, but deicided to forget about the strange eye color, it was
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not a big issue with him the color of this girl's eyes, all he wanted to do was
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get into her pants as quickly as possible.
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The woman, smiling away, made the first move. She slowly brought her
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hand up to John's face and began to caress him slowly. John was too amazed
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and aroused by this movement that he couldn't even move. He just sat there
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staring at her. She leaned over and kissed John lightly on the lips, holding
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the kiss for what seemed to John as eternity (in heaven). John found the
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woman's lips to be cold, but he figured it had to do with the weather, and
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he was just too horny at this point to care either way about little details
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like this.
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She pulled back, stared at him smiling, and then went towards him
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again. This time she was forceful with her lips, demanding satisfaction.
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Her hand roamed all over John's chest as she nibbled on John's upper lip.
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John just tried to relax and let his body respond to her, and with that he
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traveled her back and hair with his hands. The woman's lips intensified, now
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working with higher speeds. She slowly unzipped John's jacket and lifted up
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his shirt to feel his not-so-masculine torso area. She was not phased by
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this, however, and continued to fondle his body. She soon got down to his
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jeans and unbuttoned his button-fly. (John had very little fashion sense, and
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since he saw the most good looking girls on the button-fly commercials, he had
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decided this would be his best bet in jean purchasing). She stroked up and
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down his already quite hard shaft, bringing a wave of energy though John's
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body as if he was just about to boil over in her hand right then. Her lips
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moved down to his neck and began to nibble playfully at his neck, simply
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driving him insane. Her hand was doing quite a number on his shaft now,
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jerking him off at such a rate it was amazing that his skin didn't rip right
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then. John was in such a stupor of horniness, about to cum all over himself
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and this woman, he didn't notice her nibbling on his neck was getting a little
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violent. John closed his eyes and moaned in grave approval as spasms went
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through his body, covering his jacket and the woman's arm in semen after each
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jerk. The woman moaned loudly as she suddenly chomped into John's exposed
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neck. John screamed in half pain, half pleasure as his blood went pouring
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into the woman's mouth. John was too stimulated by the scene to think anything
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of it but just lay there and enjoy the feeling of all the blood leaving his
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body. In fact, right before he went unconcious, he thought about how this was
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the best way he could have imagined ever ending his childhood. Little did he
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know he would never wake up.
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Neil picked up the paper. "Boy found dead; blood sucked out of
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entire body" the headline read. He knew it was going to be a long day.
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This was the first case he has noticed in a quite long time that has
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found its way into the newspaper, which means it's a big case, which
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means it's going to be a long day.
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Neil grabbed his extra-large coffee mug and headed out to the
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office.
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Joel had been tracking down this woman for almost 3 months now. Every
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time he got close to her, she'd for some reason lay low for a while and Joel
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would never catch on to her. Joel, by trade, is a vampire hunter. The only
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way he makes money is donations from the families of the victims, but this
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case in particular was a special one to him. He was determined to catch this
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woman.
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Joel woke up that morning to read the headline about the boy that
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was found without a drop of blood left inside him. Joel smiled in
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anticipation of what the night shall bring. He was going to get this one
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finally, after 3 months of tracking it down from state to state.
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Joel filled his car, a Chevy Beretta, quite stylish to most people,
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but a moble vampire destruction item to Joel. Joel filled it with his
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favorite garlics, his most lethal stakes, plenty of holy water, mirrors,
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silver crosses, every little trinket he could get his hands on he had ready
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at his disposal.
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Greg sat by the side of the dock, staring down at the sun that was
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slowly coming up. He had been here for an hour and a half and not a single
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bite had occured on his set of minnows. But Greg was patient, and he knew
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that today was going to be his lucky day. His fishing had been in quite a
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slump as of late, but today's weather conditions were just right for fishing.
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A storm front was approaching quickly, meaning the fish would be anxious for
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food.
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A STRIKE! The line was quickly reeled in, but not too quickly as
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to risk breaking the line. Quite a fight was put up, but finally, after the
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long struggle, the prey was held up to be examined. This one looked healthy.
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Yes, oh yes, it was quite a catch.
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The line was removed from the writing prey, leaving it on the ground
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flopping around and twitching. The woman put Greg out of his misery; She
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quickly chomped into Greg and sucked all life out of him. Her shot had been
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perfect - She had hit Greg with her harpoon gun right in the middle of the
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chest. She dropped the body into the water, hoping the fish would have quite
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a feast with him.
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She felt more powerful than she had in quite a long time. She was
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well-nourished, and ready to really cause quite a stir with the natives. She
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ran off into the woods as quickly as she had appeared.
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Listening to the police scanner, Joel learned about a dead body found
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right off the lakefront. This was the lead Joel expected; He knew exactly
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where to find her. He imagined her coffin to be somewhere hidden in the
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forest right by the lake. Therefore, this is where Joel traveled to.
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He traveled through the woods for hours, backpack full of little
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goodies at his disposal, but to no avail. He did not find what he was looking
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for in the slightest. He was just about to give up when he came upon a small
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cave.
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A cave! Now THIS was what Joel expected! He pulled out one of his
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Bibles, donned his Garlic necklace and his Silver cross necklace, pulled out
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a fresh wooden stake, and entered.
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The cave was cold, dark, and damp. It fitted the typical cave
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description. There were no bats, however, so it wasn't really that typical
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of a vampire story cave. He slowly proceeded down the dark tunnels, until
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he finally came to a clearing.
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This part of the cave was so dark, that Joel had to pull out a
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trusty lantern to see what was around him. When lit, he did not exactly find
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what he was expecting. There was a giant pool in the middle of this cave.
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The light reflected off the water in eerie shapes and forms, meaning that
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there were definately shapes moving around in the water. Well, Joel thought
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to himself, this is certainly not where the vampire is staying. Joel turned
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around to leave...
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But the woman was standing in the tunnelway, leaning against the side,
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smiling broadly. Joel quickly pulled out his bible and put it in clear view
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of the woman, who did not flinch at this fact.
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"Who are you? And why are you here?" Joel demanded of her.
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She chuckled a little at his tone of voice, clearly understanding
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who was in charge of this situation. "My name", she replied, "Is Kase.
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And I am here because I live here. But what about you?"
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Joel did not have a chance to answer her, because Kase quickly walked
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toward him. Joel stared into her eyes and found them to be a shade of yellow.
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He quickly grabbed her and threw her into the pool. Relieved, Joel looked
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somewhat causiously into the pool, stake drawn and ready.
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Kase got out of the pool, looking quite happy that she was now
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drenched in water. She then lunged at Joel, who quickly trust the Stake into
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Kase's chest. Kase grumbled in pain, pulled the stake out, and tossed it
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aside. She then bit into Joel's neck, the neck that was supposedly protected
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by Nature and God. She drank only enough of Joel's blood to render him
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unconscious, then she dragged him into the pool. She smiled as she saw the
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shadow of Joel's body be covered by long, dark, black shapes.
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Neil was really pissed off. Neil wasn't just pissed off, he was
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really fucking mad. The Dominick's by his house was out of Eggplants. How
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in The Lord's name are you to survive without a few good Eggplants? Quite
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disgruntled, Neil left the store with a few packs of Mentos (The freshmaker!)
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and a copy of the Weekly World News.
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Neil drove away in the direction of the lakefront. If nothing else,
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Neil thought to himself, at least he can watch some seagulls fly over the
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lake. Neil always liked Seagulls. And, he bet, the Dominick's by the lake
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has Eggplants.
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Even within the ranks, there is always dissention. Somebody always
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wants to be more powerful than everyone else. Such is the case here, or shall
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we say, such is the Kase.
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Kase felt a gnawing at her back, and looked over her shoulder to find
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one of her minions, Brian, attempting to kill her from behind. Unfortuneatly
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for Brian, Kase had fed three times in the last twenty-four hours, and was
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a little too strong for Brian to bear. She shrugged Brian aside and commenced
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to beat the living shit out of him. By the end of this little struggle,
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Brian was just a little pile of flesh lying in the corner of the cave.
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Neil stepped out onto the beach, happy as ever. After 6 hours of
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consumer shopping, he finally found the cheapest Eggplants available at
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Treasure Island in Wilmette. Now he was lying down on the beach, watching the
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sun set, Mentos in hand, ready to be slurped down, and a fresh bag of
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Eggplants to add to the mood. Seagulls raced over the lake, calling out to
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their friends. Everything was just oh so picturesque.
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Until something odd happened.
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Neil felt a painful pain in his back. Mainly and partly because of
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a foot that went crashing into his back. That's right, someone just kicked
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Neil in the back.
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"Give me... Give me those Eggplants!" Kase screamed at Neil.
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Neil, quite surprized at this, put down his copy of the Weekly World
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News and looked up at this person. What his eyes saw he will never forget.
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The woman standing above him, soaking wet, and really pissed off, make Neil's
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heart flutter around in a little dance that could be compared to The
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Charleston. Or maybe the Tango, depending on whether or not the Heart was
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still connected to all the veins and arteries around it.
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(Author's Note: If you are not a believer of Love on first Sight,
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please suspend your disbelief for the moment. The storyline needs this to
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work.)
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"GIVE ME THOSE EGGPLANTS!" She screamed once again.
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Neil blinked out of the daze for a moment to listen to what the
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woman was screaming about. He then realized that this was a woman that had
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kicked him and now wanted his eggplants.
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"No! They're My eggplants!" He replied, now quite angry because the
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pain in his side was bothering him quite a bit.
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Kase could not hold the little bit of composure she had any longer.
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She wanted the eggplants and wanted them now. The only problem was when
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Kase gets as flustered as she was at this moment, she loses the current form
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that she was in to her original form. Slowly, the skin took the slimy, black
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shape it was used to. Kase's arms and legs disappeared. Her mouth widened
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and showed the large, sharp teeth. Finally, as the transformation finished,
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she toppled over onto the sand.
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Neil, watching this feat, quickly got up to his feat and grabbed all
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his belongings. He kept creeping away as the quite angry lamprey kept
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sliding around following him wherever he went. To keep her occupied, he
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tossed her an eggplant. She quickly took the eggplant in her mouth, seemingly
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cradling it, as if to protect it. Neil tossed her another one, and she did
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the same with it. He kept up this process until there were 6 eggplants in her
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mouth. Kase kept following him, however.
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Neil suddenly kicked Kase right in the mouth. The kick didn't hurt
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Kase too much, but it crammed the Eggplants down her throat far enough to
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make her choke on them. He continued to ram eggplants down her throat until
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she choked to death.
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Neil, impressed by this new variant on lamprey, quickly scribbled its
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characteristics on a little notepad for the next update of his Field Guide To
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Lampreys, which he puts out every so often.
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You see, Neil, in trade, is a lamprey hunter. He does this kind of
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thing every day. Where normal mortal men fall to the attacks of the lampreys,
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Neil triumphs and documents his findings in a journal in ensure that the rest
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of the human world will someday also be able to protect themselves from these
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vile beasts.
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Neil noticed an interesting fact about this lamprey; It was about
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the perfect size to be attached the the hood of his car, offically dubbing his
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car as "The Lampreymobile". He did a little painting on the lamprey, making
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it look more blood stained than it really was, and attached it to the top
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of his car. Neil finished watching the sunset, ate the last of his Mentos
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(the freshmaker!), got in his car, and drove off into the distance....
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