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That Inhuman Beast, Feasting With Delight.

"Indeed. It is, my dear. Checkmate, my little butterfly"

❅

'Scream! Run!' They told him but somehow his feet wouldn't move. They wouldn't budge no matter how much the little bundle of joy screamed for his legs and feet to cooperate.

He was terrified when he watched the monster inched closer. His figure was black, dark as the casting shadows of the moonlight, eyes piercing yellow hypnotizing the prey that dare stare in those enticing butter swirling yellow orbs.

Just by that, the blondette calmed down. His heartbeat slowed down, as if calmed by the monster's presence. He was lost in those amazing orbs. Even his parents' yelling became distant.

'Is this the end for me?'

To answer the boy's question, the monster—or dare he say 'being' transformed and walked over to him, his arms wrapped instantly around his hips as he pulled him closer and lift him.

He smiled, fangs showing as the being he adored oh so sudden leaned in, lips brushing his neck. The boy shivered, as he felt his hot sizzling breath tickling his neck. The beast smirked.

His prey was trapped and now under his will completely.

"Indeed. It is, my dear. Checkmate, my dear little butterfly" The being whispered.

A gasp escaped the male's lips as he felt an immersing pain from where he bit. He screamed in agony as he felt the being's little canines piercing one of his veins.

Dark shadows cast upon the couple as the being's yellow became a slight glowing fuchsia. Hunger and lust mixing together as a tiny moan escaped the beast's lips. Oh, his prey tasted so delicious!

The male continued to scream with all his might. He fought, throwing punches and kicks but it didn't do anything. This being—beast was such a stronger being than himself. Even with all those training years his father gave him, it was useless.

He was weak in his grip.

Slowly, his punches came to a stop. His head was spinning and he felt as if he was going to pass out in any minute from there. Even with his distant hearing and blurry vision, he could feel liquid being sucked out of his own will.

Oh right. It was him. He was being sucked dry by a being he always believed to be an imagination. He couldn't believe this was happening but it was and he was losing his senses.

Breaths ceasing, eyes rolling back. It was over. He was done for. He felt himself hovering, as if his soul was slowly deporting from his body, wanting to see his body for the last time before it kissed farewell.

He could see himself with the beast as he continued to suck him even at his dying wits. He smiled softly, pain still alarming but he decided to let it be. It was time.

A tranquilizing peace filled the boy's heart. He sighed, smiling softly, gazing to his empty soulless corpse before finally he departed, leaving the body entirely.

Still, just as he was about to fly off to the other side, the beast decided otherwise. He cupped the male's cheeks and pushed his lips onto his, sucking on it.

As if by some other will, the blond haired male felt another type of pain and a sudden panic as he felt being pulled back from where he floated. Dread filled the male's soulless steel blue orbs.

No.

He though he would have peace! He thought he would just float off to meet her parents. No.

"No ... NO!" The soul whimpered, as he once again screamed. Pain stabbing inside his hollow heart. The pain was almost equal to someone dragging him over a bed of spikes while simultaneously tickling him.

It was awful, painful and dreading but that was how he would describe the pain the beast was putting him into as he sucked his soul.

Once again, he felt dizzy and a need to shut down. The male felt like he drowning, as he felt his air was cut off from his lungs and once again, everything was dark except this time, the blonde haired male won't be seeing anything at all.

No. For he was truly dead; from the body to hid very own soul. Every part of him was dead and that was how the dark figure liked it.

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He pulled away, orbs glowed fuchsia as he stared the lifeless body of his prey. A smirk crossed his now inhuman lips, while his fingers gently caressed his paling cheek.

"Oh my dear sweet, Alois. It's such a shame. You were such a beauty but now, all that is left is your rotting corpse. I wish you'd run earlier for I am nothing of a being you called me in your head. Oh my dear .. I am a beast. An exact ruthless monstrous beast that shredded your soul and now my dear ..." Darkness loomed over the rotting corpse, as it's dark mystic arms looped around him, slowly clouding his entire being.

His smirk widened as he licked his lips, canines ready to devour more of his beauty.

"And now my dear, is where dinner will begin."

A/N - I don't know why but I suddenly felt like writing this and I did. I hope you liked it though. For all of you wondering, yes, it's not a demon. Well, not fully anyway since it sucked Alois's blood. Oh and I actually made the eyes red but I changed to gold ( if you've watched season 2, you'll get what I mean *smirks* ) Oh and I changed it to Alois! But yeah, anyway. I hope you enjoy thank you, folks! Until we meet again.