Preyandpredator Stories

Humans. Segregated into two categories. Predator and prey. All start off as prey, some become predators. The only way to gain the title of predator is to kill other prey or a predator. "Survival of the fittest" Never have truer words been spoken.

A little bird's thoughts put in paper

I was hunting, rather I thought I was.. What I found instead was a demicat. The weakest thing in a world that eats the weak for breakfast. She was a crumpled question mark in an alley, shivering so hard I could hear her bones chattering over the storm. Her ears... two sodden triangles of grey tipped with white. were plastered flat to her skull. She looked like something God had started making and then, distracted by more important tragedies, had simply forgotten to finish. I should have killed her. That's the math of our world. Vampire, apex. Demicat, prey. The equation solves itself with fangs and a swallow. But she looked at me. And obsession is a hungry thing.

Hitomi and atsushi have been coworkers for a couple of months now.