• The youth ran uselessly down the alley his chest pounding and his breath visible in the cold LA air. His strawberry blonde curls bounced around his rosy face as his lungs ,straining to pump oxygen, expanded and contracted swiftly. He ran threw a puddle of something and almost tripped as he headed for the other end of the long alley way. He slammed into the fence as the lights from his pursuers car shined past him. Before he could get half way up the fence he heard the doors open and tennis shoes slam against the pavement. He franticly tried to climb up the fence but his luck had apparently already scaled the fence and run off. He felt the boys that had been chasing him grab his ankles and he let out a yelp as they grabbed him and threw him against the cold damp floor of the alley. The cold was all he felt before the pain from being beaten made his body numb and his world went black.

    Though he couldn’t feel much he could still hear and though his eye lids burned he could still open his eyes somewhat.

    ???: “He aint breathin’ man! He aint breathin!”

    ???: “Shut up!! Grab his legs!?”

    ???: “You said we were just going to show him a lesson. Not kill him!!”

    ???: “I said grab his f***ing legs!!”

    ???: “What if they find out? I can’t go to jail man!!”

    ???: “Grab his legs or I swear to God!!”

    ???: “They won’t come looking for him right?”

    ???: “This is wrong man!!”

    ???: “Set him down here”

    ???: “The little fairy got what he deserved”

    ???:”This don’t feel right. What if they find our finger prints or something?”

    ???: “I told you already no ones going to look for him. The police don’t give a damn about his kind, hell I bet they’d give us a reward for doing the world a favor and getting rid of one of these homo f***ers. Now hurry up and get in the car”

    He watches the two boys leave their faces blurred as his eye lids begin to feel heavy. He looks up at the sky as he strains to keep them open. He tries to scream but his voice is gone. His eyes begin to shut even as he tries desperately to keep them open. His vision blur’s and darkness engulfs him as he drifts into it. He feels the burn of his eye lids slowly stop along with his heart before nothing.

    *POV (Point Of View) switch*

    She hated this. She hated the three months in the middle of the year. Why?, it was simple really. The three middle months for her kind meant one thing and one thing only, Mating Season. Yes it sounds like she’s talking about her dog but she wasn’t. She meant in complete seriousness that these three months would decide who she was with for the rest of her very extended life. Her kind were ancient hundreds of thousands of years ago on other planets. She was NOT a werewolf as the regular humans liked to call her people. One could not become a full Larugan just by being bitten. Before becoming a full Larugan there were many rituals that had to be performed. Though being bitten did start the process. She had been born Larugan. When you have learned enough and have gone threw the necessary rituals you come of age and during the three middle months of the year your body tells you to find a mate.

    She hates this time of year because the task of finding a mate is difficult and if you find another Larugan chances are you aren’t the only one glad to see them. The whole things a competition that you don’t want to lose. As she continues to ponder the pros and cons of her genetic calling she picks up an odd sent. The sent is odd because it’s a NORMAL human. Normal humans aren’t aloud in the mating ground area. There are signs that clearly say private property all over the perimeter of the grounds. Not only that but the person is dead. It’s unlikely that a Larugan would waste time that they could use to find a mate and kill some trespassing human. She takes interest and runs silently threw the dry wooded area following the sent.

    When she arrives she can clearly see the person was dumped here. She takes in a deep breath threw her nose and analyzes the many scents quickly. Two males, left about 4 minuets ago. Male, young, un marked. She new the last on that list only occurred to her because it was mating season and it made her EXSTREMLY aware of the opposite sex. She padded over to him as her bare feet didn’t make much of a sound. She new that her conscious wouldn’t have allowed her to walk away from anyone that needed help if she knew she could do something. She picked him up bridle stile and was off back towards her Volkswagen van in a matter of seconds. She looked down at him as she easily avoided obstacles in her way. He looked more like a girl than she did. She new she was going to mark him before she reached the edge of the mating ground. She also knew that she was going to regret it the moment she woke up the next day.

    She was getting closer to the edge of the mating ground where she had parked the van that she and her band mates shared. She lifted the limp head of the boy uncaringly and said the words to the spell that would bind them before biting into his windpipe. Markings appeared all over the boys glassy porcelain skin and glowed for a moment before dissipating.

    She took her time jogging them to the van and climbing into the very back with her mates body. She laid him down after she had thrown what was left of what he had been wearing out of the van. She gently grabbed the change of clothes she had brought for herself and redressed him. She silently wondered what his name was as she grabbed one of the blankets from the backseat and pulled it over his icy body. His heart had begun to beat again and she knew he’d be chilled.

    He didn’t stir from his sleep as her band mates each separately returned to the van each one without a mate still.

    *The morning after*

    Sam had driven them back to there shared home. It was the only thing her mother had left her other than the book that explained everything she’d need to know about what she was. The home smelled of different types of food and coco butter. She wondered if that would change since the all girl inhabited home now had a male house mate on roster.

    He didn’t look like he used guy toiletries. In fact in the light that streamed in from her bedroom window he looked even more feminine than the night before. She was beginning to get annoyed. She wanted to know what color his eyes were. What his voice sounded like. How old he was exactly. What he planned to do with the new life she had given him.

    His face looked like the ancient paintings of cupid in school history books. His skin had regained it’s color after she had relocated him to her bed. She had thrown his shoes out so she simply gave him some of her socks which were surprisingly to big just like her clothes. He seemed to be only a few inches shorter than her so it surprised her that her clothes were so loose on him.

    He finally stirred a bit and groaned. She could get used to that sound. She hated that mating season made her have such hormonal thoughts. She usually could care less what boys thought much less said.

    ???: “Wha. . . .What happened?”

    ???: “That’s what I want to know”

    His eyes snap open as he hears the deep but still feminine voice of the girl he’s apparently been sleeping next to. He blinks a few times before looking at her as he sits up in what he thinks is her bed.
    ???: “Who the hell are you?”

    ???: “My names Billy and I’d think I’d be nicer to me considering I just saved your life.”

    His hazel eyes registered her words and his memories came flooding into his mind.

    ???: “I was dead.”

    Billy: “Key word ’was’”

    ???: “That doesn’t make any sense”

    Billy: “It doesn’t have to make sense right now. What’s your name?”

    ???: “Jasper. Jasper Blackfoot”

    Billy: “Well that’s original. How old are you?”

    Jasper: “17”

    Billy: “We’re the same age”

    He doesn’t know why he just told this complete stranger his name and age but he feels as if he’ll answer any question she asks.

    Hmmmmmm, she doesn’t know why she’s interested in him but she blames it on being just mated and all. She pushes herself off of her elbows and gives him a chaste kiss on his sleep plumped red lips. She had wanted to kiss him for no reason other than curiosity since he had awoken and now that her curiosity was sated she laid back down and closed her eyes for more sleep.

    He found himself ignoring the fact that it made no sense that he was a zombie and that he had just woken up by the side of some chick named Billy and cuddled closer to the boyish girl.

    Later. . .

    She woke up and the first thing she noticed was that she couldn’t move and that she wasn’t alone in bed. She felt like her skull was going to split in two. Memories flooded her mind and her eyes swiveled to the groaning lump covered in her blanket next to her bed.

    Billy: “Oh s**t”

    She scooted away from the edge of her bed until her back hit the wall it was pressed against. Hazy memories slowly ebbed there way into her minds eye and she didn’t try and still the curses that erupted from her mouth.

    Billy “Oh s**t . . . Oh s**t . . . Oh s**t . . .Oh s**t! F**k! F**king F**ker!”

    The groaning lump began to stir. Her eyes darted to the edge of her bed as the visible part of her clump of blankets began to move. Her mind screamed for her to flee from this commitment but she stayed rooted to her spot on her bed against the wall. She only remembered hazel eyes and soft lips.

    Billy: “Oh s**t did I mate with a GIRL!?”

    She’d die if she had mistaken whatever or whoever it was caught in her blankets as a viable source for her genetic material. She had no desire for kids at this point in her life, hell she wasn’t even an adult herself, but that didn’t mean 800 years from now she’d still feel the same way.

    Jasper: “Hmmmm. . .what happened?”

    She still couldn’t tell whether or not the person was male or female and it was killing her. She remained quiet as a bob of reddish light blonde hair peaked out from her blankets.

    Jasper: “Wow I should have known that was a dream, I’d never sleep with a female”

    He laughed for a minute before he registered three things 1) His bed mate was naked 2) He had breasts and 3) He was a SHE!

    Jasper: “Holy s**t! Your. . .you’re a. . .”

    Billy: “A girl, woman, lady, or my favorite a female”

    She was definitely regretting saving this pale a**holes life now that she knew how he viewed her.

    Jasper: “But if your real than I. . .I really. . .DIED!?”

    Billy: “Hell yeah you died you were about as animated as a doorknob. That much I can remember now stand up”

    Jasper: “Why?”

    Billy: “Did you really just say ‘why?’ oh hell no we obviously have a lot to work on”

    Jasper: “I just want you to give me an answer”

    Billy: “That’s your problem. Let’s get this straight, I wear the pants in this ‘relationship’ or as I would be more likely to say you’re my b***h. I don’t have to explain anything I do or say to you, when I say jump you ask ‘how high?’ when I’m thirsty, no, when I start to think I might be thirsty you should be on your way to get me something to drink.”

    Jasper: “What’s your f**king issue!? Who the hell do you think you are!?”

    Not even a second after he’s done with his outburst she’s on top of him. Her hand at his throat her eyes glowing and the bite mark on his neck begins to turn a sinister black. As he regains a handle on the situation and tries to fight back a pain more intense than anything he had ever felt shot threw his body like lightning and was gone just as soon. He didn’t even have the strength to scream as her grip around his neck loosened.

    Billy: “Don’t you EVER yell at me again, you understand? I won’t be so easy going next time”

    Tears bubbled in his eyes and her eyes stopped glowing and turned from there light hazel back to the, almost black, dark brown they had originally been. He felt the tears spill down his cheeks but didn’t dare to wipe them away.

    Billy: “Answer me.”

    It wasn’t a question he noted and nodded his head to signify he understood all to clearly.

    Billy: “Good”

    He noted she wasn’t making a move to get off of him, in fact she moved her hips down a bit so that the only thing separating there hips were the jeans he wore. He looked up towards her but couldn’t make himself look her in the eye. He wouldn’t have been able to anyway since her face was between the junction of his neck and shoulder. He felt her take in a breath and then he jumped a bit when he felt something wet touch his skin. Whatever it was it was also warm and it slithered up his neck, then he knew all to well what it was, as sharply tipped teeth pressed against his windpipe.
    She had licked him, she had honestly just licked him. His eyes felt like they were going to pop out of his skull. She raised her head and her eyes were a much lighter shade of brown. Before he could register what was going on she was attacking his lips and he found he couldn’t stop himself from answering her primal invitation by pushing her waist harder against his.

    ???: “Well I was wrong, thought you were fighting, sorry. Leaving now”

    Just like that she was off of him and her eyes reverted back to there original color as she scooted back onto the queen sized bed they had vacated. Then it registered in his mind that 1) They weren’t alone here and 2) He hadn’t wanted to stop.

    Just the idea of being attracted to a woman made his gut clench. He had been gay out of choice, none of the girls in his life had ever really interested him. He had found that strange but hadn’t dwelled much on it, until he hit puberty.

    Billy: “Come here”

    His nature screamed back into the front of his mind and a new hatred for this girl was born inside of him.

    Jasper: “I’d appreciate a please”

    Billy: “I bet you would, now get over here”

    He hadn’t wanted to be gay (in the beginning) but he had found that his interests were shared within the gay community and not only that but he felt excepted and after a while felt rather proud of what he had chosen for himself. Also the boys he met were much more sexually experienced than he was and they seemed eager to teach him what they knew. He soon was a regular at quit a few teen gay bars in his area and had participated in many of the ‘group activities’ that they had to offer.

    Billy: “Hurry up”

    He stood then and slowly walked over and sat on the dark blue duvet. He hadn’t had the desire for a woman since he had turned on to the gay scene at 13 and hadn’t seriously had a crush on one since kindergarten.

    Billy: “I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if I’d let you die, but that doesn’t mean I have to like my decision to save you. Your going to be living here with us from now on and there are a few things you need to know, 1) Your going to be sleeping in here with me unless I say otherwise 2) Your to clean the house while the rest of us are at work 3) You need to learn how to cook seeing as your going to be preparing the houses meals from now on 4) You’ll be transferring to our school within the next few weeks. Where a band and we generally do everything together, so your going to be our bands new mascot. Any questions?”

    Jasper: “How am I going to transfer and why do I have to live here and why are you still naked and can I call my boyfriend?”

    Billy: ”Call your parents, because I said so, I’ll be naked for as long as I want, and HELL NO!”

    Jasper: “Why not?”

    Billy: “What part of, YOU’RE MY b***h, did you not understand?”

    Jasper: “But I’ve already got a boyfriend!”

    Billy: “Ok what did I just say about yelling at me?”

    Jasper: “I’m SORRY! Please don’t hurt me?”

    Billy: “Whatever now I’m not even frisky anymore. Go make me a bowl of Cornel Crunchers”

    The girl stands up abruptly and sifts through an old pale yellow drawer in an old multicolored drawer. She grabs a Ms. Marvel t-shirt and pulls it over her head along with some matching pale-blue boy shorts and a mitch-mack pair of socks.

    The boy didn’t stay longer than that and ventured out of the room into a wide off white hallway with large picture windows spaced small distances from each other. As he wondered stupidly down the hall he heard faint music coming from the closed doors of the hall. He looked out of the large picture windows as he walked past them.

    Outside a narrow alley was visible and what seemed to be abandoned stone and brick apartment complexes stood spaced unevenly from each other. There was thin fog settled over the ground as he continued down the quiet hallway. As he reached the staircase at the end of the hall he slowly descended in search of a phone to hopefully call someone to pick him up and get him the hell out of dodge.

    He made no noise as he reached the bottom of the stair case and continued down the hall. As he walked slowly down the hall looking through an archway decorated with painted on flowers he saw comfy looking old couches, a huge silver plasma TV, game consoles, and what he’d been looking for, a phone. He quickly made a detour into the room only to trip over something.

    That something groaned as he hit the floor halfway on top of it. The something was rapped in a blanket and the scenario became all to familiar. He stumbled to his feet a bit to late considering that a hand shot out and grabbed his ankle. He let out a low shriek as he was yanked back onto the floor and came face to face with a scruffy haired Asian girl. Her eyes were the same eary yellow as Billy’s but she didn’t look even a little turned on by him. He felt like he was going to piss himself when she growled at him and her extremely sharp and unnaturally long teeth became visible.

    ???: “What the F%$k did you do that for?”

    Jasper: “Bi. . .Bi. . .Bill. . .Billy told me to make her some cereal?”

    ???: “Does this look like the kitchen to you?

    Jasper: “Um. . .No?”

    ???: “Good answer. I’m Sam. The kitchen’s down the hall to the left and down a few steps.

    Jasper: “Th. . .than. . .thank you”

    Sam: “Yeah, whatever”

    He stumbled backward trying to get as far away from the girl as quick as possible. Sam just rolled back over onto her back, covered her eyes with her arm, and went back to sleep. He scuttled down the hall and made a sharp left before tripping down the three steps that led to the kitchen and landed face first on the wooden floor.

    He groaned a bit as he lifted himself up and was horrified at what he saw once he lifted his head. He stood up swiftly and became even more horrified. The floor had dust bunny’s all over it, the counter was riddled with crumbs and what looked like molded over juice and sauce spots, the fridge was covered in magnets and multicolored drops of foreign substance, the cupboard doors hung open and takeout containers were stacked inside, the trash can was overflowing with empty Styrofoam noodle cups, the old table off to the right of the room had stickers and carvings all over it with five mix matched chairs surrounding it, and last but not least the sliding glass doors and walls near it were covered in finger prints and splotches.

    He nearly fainted, he couldn’t believe that a house full of girls was this disgusting. He had been germaphobic since early childhood and immediately began a desperate search for the cleaning supplies he hoped were present within the house. He nearly did a dance of victory when he found the cleaning supplies. He set to work on the kitchen immediately.

    3 Hours Later

    Billy: “What the hell is taking so. . . Wow”

    Billy’s scarcely visible eyes scanned the kitchen slowly as her vision landed on Jaspers back or rather on his backside as he scrubbed the floor on all fours. She watched him for a bit before noting footsteps coming down the hall. She said nothing as Sam stopped a few paces behind her.

    Sam: “You know there coming soon”

    Billy: “Yeah so?”

    Sam: “The only reason they made a mating ground was so that only experienced members could continue on-”

    Billy: “I know what it was made for, Sam. You don’t have to bullshit with me. Say what you want to say.”

    Sam: “They’re not going to like that you turned him. They might even try and get rid of him. . .and you, and us. Your not honestly going to take him as your Veshamaei, are you?”

    Billy: “Those Fleesemen can TRY whatever they want. They have power in there influence only and the blood in my veins has more influence than they think. I won’t let anything happen to you guys. You’re my Ishmaullna, and I can’t take him as my Veshamaei since I already have.

    Sam: “We’d have know if you had-”

    Billy: “You’d have known if I wanted you to but I say it in foresight I have only decided to take him I haven’t yet marked him but soon I will.”

    Sam: “Well if you’ve made up your mind and wont let me talk you out of it then all I can say is that no matter what happens to us because of it I’ll remain on your side.”

    Billy: ’Good to know”

    A sly smile crosses her face as she hears Sam’s retreating footsteps. She walks into the kitchen as Jasper finishes scrubbing and begins to stand.

    Billy: “I didn’t expect you to give in so quickly but it’s definitely a pleasant surprise.”

    The boy jumps a bit at the sound of her voice and turns swiftly in her direction.

    Jasper: “F**k, you scared the S**t out of me!. How long have you been standing there?”

    Billy: “Long enough”

    Jasper: “. . .”

    Billy: “I still want that cereal”

    Jasper: “It was expired”

    Billy: “What about the Choco Puffs?”

    Jasper: “Stale”

    Billy: “Waffles?”

    Jasper: “There’s syrup and I know how to make the batter. Do you have a waffle press?”

    Billy: “Yeah, it’s in the cabinet next to the sink”

    After a few spills and cleanups breakfast was done and the bell was rung alerting everyone that there was food to be eaten. Once everyone was down and seated breakfast was being eaten and jokes were being exchanged.

    *Jaspers POV*

    ‘Well I might as well chill till I can get to that phone‘, I let this single thought drift around my head as I tried to avoid being hit by an air born piece of waffle. ‘Even if I do call it’s not like anyone’s going to answer, other than grandma, anyway‘, maybe I should forget calling home. ‘At least I can count on Jamie answering and coming to get me’, that thought made me smile.

    *Billy’s POV*

    ‘What the F#%k is he smiling about like that?’, I really was doubting the wiseness of saving this fairy.

    ’Why?! He’s totally packing, if you know what I mean! So what if he’s a bit queer’, the voice that sounded in her head belonged to none other than the same person that had interrupted them this morning, Jimi.

    ‘Get out of my head’, it wasn’t a question but the spunky Latin girl sitting across from her apparently didn’t care, since she continued on.

    ‘I mean check out those hips!, bet your gonna’ love knockin’ his boots’, the voice laughed and the girl giggled.

    ’Does every conversation we have, have to be about THAT?’, she tiptoed around the word as she watched the boy lick his lips after taking a swig from his short glass of milk.

    ’What you mean sex?, I just like teasing you since your still a VIRGIN’, she had to kick the other girl at that point.

    “Ow, ow, ow ooooooooooooooow, you b***h! D**n that hurts!, the spunky girl glared at her for a moment before her presence faded from Billy’s mind and she gave her a sly smile before making kissy faces at her.

    *Joined POV*

    After breakfast the girls stacked their plates, cups, and utensils and passed them down to Jasper as he finished the last of his waffles. Only Billy remained and she stood up slowly before digging in her back pocket and pulling out a small zip lock bag. Jasper’s eyed the small bags content and yelled out when realization hit him.

    “Is that POT!” his curly blonde hair bounced as he rushed over to the table opposite of

    “Don’t say pot it sounds like you were born in the friggin’ 70’s. It’s weed it get’s the creative juices flowing, and could you say it any louder? Damn like I wanna’ share.”

    ???: “To late we already heard him” the raspy voice of Jimi’s sister rasped at her.

    Billy: “Oh, great when’d you get up, Tommy?” she groaned as she rolled her eyes.

    Tommy: “Doesn’t matter”

    The second girl sat next to where a still gaping Jasper stood. He watched as Tommy through a swisher to Billy and she rolled the blunt. Soon after the kitchen smelled of smoke and clouds of it spilled from the entrance into the hall. Jasper had never despite his underage drinking habit tried any drugs so the experience was new. As he slouched in his seat with his head up towards the ceiling staring at one of his hands he didn’t hear the two girls smoking with him laughing.

    Tommy: “Wow, man he’s on one” she whispered between passing the small roach to her band mate and holding in the purple smoke.

    Billy: “Yeah, but remember what the doorknob said. . .”

    Both girls screamed in unison “Feed your head!!!”

    As they giggle about it the glass doors leading from the kitchen to the patio/pool area explode and raging large creatures barge in teeth snapping and eyes ablaze.