23 April 2012
My hands closed in around his delicate throat as I felt his body thrash underneath me, powerless. I was always two steps ahead of him, my body quicker than his. I was in control and the adrenaline that ran through me told me that I liked it. His blue and white checked shirt that was ripped open in his struggle exposed his pale chest. Bright red streaks ran across his already well defined abs, I let my fingertips lightly trace the raised bloody lines I'd gouged into his body not moments before. Lifting that fingertip to my lips, I licked away his sweet blood - a brilliant taste of victory filled my mouth. Like a lioness finally catching her gazelle. The water from the river lapped around his waist and my legs as I continued to straddle him. His body continued to lash away at me, but the power that surged inside of me burst into overdrive as I let my animal instincts take over.
I raised his head from the muddy river bank and wiped the tears from his cheeks. Holding his head in my hands, it took only a second to break his neck, but the pleasure it gave me felt like it lasted minutes. I let his limp body fall to the muddy floor as I rolled off him.
I stood up and walked a little further into the river, the setting sun cast shadows on the trees around me, and the light breeze made them dance on the river. Catching a glimpse of my reflection in the water, I could almost see the power emanating from my body. It was like I was seeing myself for the very first time. My long brown hair whipped gently around my shoulders in the breeze, and even in the murky river I saw my eyes; shining bright as I'd they were the pinnacle of all my powers. They glowed a silvery white colour, dazzling even to me.
I saw for the first time who I was. I was the hunter.
Chapter One (1st Half) • Opuss № I