Twin Demons

This is the first part of a story about two young hunters with a bond that will never die or be killed.
Thank you guys for reading this story. This is only the first chapter and I am sorry it is so short. The others will be much longer, trust me. I hope you enjoy it and please leave comments.

Two girls walking alone on a full moon, what to do? What to do? They look so beautiful in their skirts. Black skirts. All the way up to their thighs. Beautiful skin. One is pale, very pale. Other is tanned. Too tanned. Looks like orange. The smell in my nose. Pale girl better. Better for eating. Now they are moving. Where they going? Not important. Food important, food is always important. Ears prick, listen to conversation.
"I just don't know what to do Hales. I mean, I think he likes me but I can't be sure."
"Girl, stop your worrying. It's not a life-threatening decision. Just hit that thing."

Hit. Bring one's hand or tool or weapon into contact with someone or something quickly and forcefully. Signs of confusion. Signs of violence. Perhaps good for pack? Pack important. Tutan would be proud. Girls in pack. Good for mating. Good for many things. But so hungry. Must eat. Food important. Prick ears again. Listen to conversation again.
"That's your solution to everything. 'Girl hit that thing'"
"It works on pretty much everything and solves any problem."

Girls showing physical contact with another. Arms linked. Bodies warm. Meat warm. Meat good warm. Girls stop. Look at each other. Must make move. Too risky. Too many humans. Must get them alone. Must get them frightened. Ears prick. Listening.
"I'm just so confused."
"I'll talk to him for ya"
"Really?"
"Sure, if it'll get you laid."
"Thanks Hales."
Girls show more physical contact. Whole body embrace. Hug. Arms linked.
"See ya babe"

Tanned go inside. Other stay outside. Lick lips. So hungry. Need food. Food important. Girl walking. Heels clicking. Moon shining. Stomach growling. Hungry. Follow girl. Eyes locked. She's moving. Move to right. Continue walking. Going down ally. Darkness. Quiet. No humans. Perfect. Follow her. Run down ally. Teeth clenched. Heels clicking. Hair blowing. Smell tasty. Continue walking. Inhaling.
Following behind girl. Paws make sound. Stop. Hide.
"Is someone there?"

Girl confused. Girl scared. Can smell. Can sense. She turned. Looking. Can't find. Hiding. Continue walking. Must follow. Bump something. Make sound. Girl looking. Inhaling. Hiding.
"Who's there?"
Girl scared. Girl screaming. Girl angry. I upset. Don't want her angry. Want her tasty. Stay hidden. Girl confused. Heels clicking. Girl running. Breathing heavy. I shocked. I lunge. I run. Girl run. I chase. Girl flees. I growl. Girl screams. Losses balance. Trips. I run. I stare. So pretty. So tasty.
Must take back to pack. Tutan be happy. Pretty girl tasty. Must not eat. Only kill.
Girl screams. I lunge.
Girl dead.
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Published: 6/6/2011
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