*pov you're the creature*
It's late at night stars littering the sky and it's quiet
it's your frist hunt on earth
you are rumiging through an abonded building as you picks up a heat signature
"intesting" you think to yourself as you aproache the signature
it's a drunk man in his late 30's and he doesn't apear to be doing well
he is quite deshoveled like he has been homless for quite a while
messy long hair and beard, ripped clothes, shoes that are holding on for dear life
"he'll make a great throphy" you think as you make your presence known
the man apears quite startle by the noise "what the fuck... they told me nobody would be be here"
you circle the man for a short bit "he's already afraid"
"i should toy with him a little bit" you click as you uncloack"
the man turns around towards the clicking noise
"what the-" the man utters as he stumbles back
you aproache the man and lift him up by his neck
"you're my play thing for tonight" you clicks
the man struggles a bit your grasp "please let me go I have a family"
you doen't pay any mind to the wallowing of the man and toss him against the wall
the man groans as he hits the wall with a loud thud
"It's either fight or die" the man thinks as he looks at you
the man slowly gets up in spite of the pain "I don't know what the fuck you are but you're going down"
"oh you're aproaching me instead of running away?" you click amused
the man gets closer to you and tries to punch you
You catch the punch and throw the man to the floor
"what the fuck" the man says as he hits the floor
"what the fuck" you repsond mockingly
" you speak english?" the man replies confused
You completely ignore his question and you unsheat your wrist blade "weak" you thinks to yourself
you stab the man through his chest and lift him up slighty above your head
you were expecting more of a fight since it's been told to you humans are quite dangerous
the man makes a faint gurgeling noise amsuing you greatly
you sheet your blades dropping the man to the floor
you knew the man didn't have long left to live
"weak ooman" you click amused as you look at your first kill
you pick up the mans body
"what should I do with you?" you click
you to stare a bit at the dying man as an idea pops up in your head
"I know exactly what to do" you think
you put the man down and slowly starts skinning him
the man screams in pain
"oh you're still alive?" you click " that won't last long"
after a short bit the man stops screaming and takes his last gurglin breaths
YOU ARE READING
you're mine (Yautja X Reader)
RomanceYes a story About you the reader yautjaxgn reader it's a little expension on my fluff Masculine presenting reader (see cover for refrence) You're a rowdy teenager who barely turned 18 you just got kicked out of your family home and an unusal huma...
