+++ Daydreams +++

| Thirteen |

Incubus' POV

She blinks and that was her mistake. She already knew from before how fast I could move. It takes me a fraction of a second to get out her line of view. After I watch her surprise slowly set in, I disappear from the scene completely.

Holding the image of her astonished face in my minds eye, I run through the forest. I hear the snap of a twig as I flash by. Turning my head just at the right second, I catch sight of a herd of deers grazing. They were startled by my running even though I barely made a sound and I ran so fast they couldn't see me. That shows how intuitive animals really were.

The moonlight filters through the skeleton branches of the trees, giving enough light to show me where I was going. It was a short cut.

Suddenly, I ran into a bear the size of a car. My face is buried in the dirty ruff of the surprised beast. I take too long too detach myself, and before I know it, the bear is reared up on its hind legs, roaring at me.

"Oh, please." I mutter. "Don't be so petty." The bear roars back as a reply. I laugh, throwing my head back. I feel the edges of the inch long claws take my chest.

Taking a step backward, my laugh stuck in my throat, I stare down at the three crimson lines that leak through my shirt. The edge if my jackets collar is frayed as well.

"You...asś -" But before I could finish that sentence, the bear takes a lumbering step forward, showing its dominance.

I stare up at its haunting face, shadowed by the moonlight behind it. It truly did look like something out of a horror movie. I knew that if I was a simple, stupid human, I would have probably pissed myself by now. But, I wasn't any of that. Instead, I was much better. And more powerful.

"Come 'ere, Pooh Bear." I growled under my breath. I take a defensive stance, with my legs shoulder-width apart, my knees bent and my arms ready to punch. But of course I wouldn't punch the bear. I was going to obliterate it. And then I'd carry its ruff around on my back like a Viking, and use it as a coat.

The bear took another step towards me, it's heavy arms outstretched, it's claws ready to tear the flesh off my bones.

"One more step, big baby." I crooned. As if it could understand me, it took another step forward. It was now so close to me that I could see the little tiny, individual scars that were hidden partially by its fur. Teeth and claw marks. From other bears and beasts of the forest I'm guessing.

It's suffocating, hot breath fanned down at my head, actually shuffling the hair on my head. I grinned. And in that second, I could see its pupils dilate within the dark pools of its eyes. It could finally sense my...abnormality.

"What took you so long?" I asked. The bear fell back to its four legs, looking me straight in the eyes. Which seemed...like they could really understand me. But, of course, that wasn't possible.

We looked within each other's eyes. Both of ours holding emotions that we couldn't - didn't - show. This bear was weird. Or I was crazy.

"What are you?" I asked it. It didn't say anything - of course. But, it didn't respond in any way either. It didn't rear back up on its hind legs, growl, blow my hair away from my face with its putrid breath - nothing. It just stared into my unfathomable red eyes until I looked away. It wasn't even looking at me with anything negative in its eyes, it was looking at me with...pleading.

"I can't help you." I said, looking into the distant forest. I wasn't scared of turning my attention away from the bear. It was quiet, the only sounds coming from crickets, owls and the both of us breathing. "I don't know what you are, or who you might be - and I don't want to help anyway - so I'll just leave before I start getting haunted by erotic dreams with you in them."