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Beautiful Devil
I knew it was wrong what I had done to all those
people, but it was the fault of the person who turned
me into this monster. My name is Emily and I am a
deadly transformed killing machine. Ever since I had
been turned into a walking killing machine. I fed on
people and lived on a popular camp ground. My
father owned the camp ground since before I had
gone missing. Now I was gone to everybody who used
to know me. I had no feelings; I had grown mentally
and emotionally cold. I still had a sick sense of right
and wrong but I didn’t care. I was designed to lure
men and kill and eat for myself, before I would turn
into the beast I would look like any normal 17 year
old girl. Then when I had lured my prey far enough
from his family or camp ground I would turn into my
monster form. In monster form I had a saber cat bare
jaw with no skin, I had a white complexion and my
eyes would turn neon red. I could smell someone from
ten miles away. I could track someone as far as 50
miles away. I had 2 inch retractable claws which
made climbing, immensely easy. I wouldn’t wish for
anyone to come across my path but if they didn’t I
would most likely starve and die. Since the day I was
turned, 50,000 people went missing at the camp
ground. When the officers came upon the body, it was
torn apart. The person’s torso was separated from the
rest of his body and his entrails were gone. The
officers always ruled that the person had died of a
wild animal attack. Now I lived alone in the forest.
Today would be a particularly good day because it
was sunny outside which meant that more people
would go camping. So I would climb a tree and wait
until night to strike. I saw everyone who came into
the camp; tonight I would definitely not go hungry.
I had my sights on a three course meal. Three
teenagers, this would be easy. Two boys and one girl.
The girl would be my appetizer, the first teenage boy
who didn’t look like he had much meat to offer would
be my dessert and the second teenage boy would be
my main dish. So I followed them all day. They went
and set up camp on the Crimson Trail. It was the
same trail on which I had killed the others. What
many people didn’t know was that the trail had
previously been named Shadow Trail, it had been
changed to try to keep people off of that side of the
camp ground but it wouldn’t work. Crimson Trail as
it was now known had the prettiest views the best
waterfalls and lakes. Naturally everybody loved to
take in the sights. Today was no exception. The
teenagers set up the camp and then decided to take a
dip in the lake. As I watched the girl lying on her
towel trying to get a tan, it reminded me of
something that I used to do before I became a beast. I
watched as the two boys wrestled in the water, it
almost looked like they were trying to drown each
other. I figured that the bigger teenage boy was the
tanning beauty’s boyfriend because when he came
out of the water he gave her a bear hug which she
didn’t appear to like. Then the boyfriend’s friend
shook the water out of his hair onto the girls back.
She wiped it off but you could see a scowl on her face,
it wasn’t hard to tell that she would soon walk away
from them both. Then I would get my opportunity to
make my move. Two minutes later she took her stuff
and said that she was going to back to the tents to
dry off. When the girl got to the tents I came down
out of my tree so quiet you could probably hear a pin
drop. I turned into a teenage girl disguise and
approached the girl. I told her that I was camping at
the same camp ground and that I lost my dog. She
was stupid enough to buy that story. Apparently her
parents didn’t teach her not to look for somebody
else’s animal. She walked with me about two miles
away from her camp and that’s when I turned. I
whipped around knowing that if she saw my face first
she would scream, so when I whipped around I slit
her throat with my retractable claws. I was so quick
that she didn’t have time to let out a cry. Then I
grabbed her torso and tore it from the rest of her
body. When her inner organs came out of her body I
ate them. The organs were full of protein for an
animal my size. After I finished eating her organs I
took a bite out of her throat and ate it to make it
look like another animal attack. I had seen enough
crime shows on TV to know how to stage the scene.
Next I went to a creek close by and washed my face
and clothes then I went back to hunting. The two
guys were sitting by the camp fire talking about
doing stupid stuff. I decided that I would lure the
smaller guy away next. So I once again transformed
into a teenage girl and walked up to them. All the
sudden I got an idea, I would transform the dead
girl’s boyfriend into a beast like me and let him hunt
and eat his friend for practice. So I looked at the
boyfriend of the dead girl and said, “ There is a girl
about two miles down the trail, she told me to come
find you and tell you to come help her because she
broke her heel and can’t walk, so she needs you to
carry her back. The boyfriend introduced himself as
Chase. So while the friend stayed and stoked the fire
the boyfriend of the dead girl followed me into the
woods and when we were about a mile and a half
away I whipped around and slashed his throat. Then
I cut open his stomach with my claws to reveal his
intestines. I cut a piece of his intestine out and
replaced it with a piece of my own intestine, then I
licked his gashes and my saliva worked as an
immediate binding agent and sealed his stomach
next I licked his throat and the gash was sealed. I
noticed that he was looking a little pale and I
figured that this was the result of too much blood loss,
so I found a straw in the woods and stabbed it into
my vein and into his. This was how I, as the beast did
a blood transfusion. The only reason that I know so
much about the medical field was because I was
going to become a doctor and so I took those kinds of
classes in high school. Chase finally came out of his
unconsciousness two minutes later. I finally had
somebody that would understand me and a lifelong
companion. Now he looked like the beast that I was
and he was hungry to say the least. So I took him to
the camp fire where his friend was and he attacked
his friend in beast form because he didn’t know how
to transform back and forth. So I decided to assist
him on this hunt at least until I could teach him how
to transform and kill silently. So as the days went on
I taught him how to transform and three weeks later
I gave birth to a daughter because the beast side of
me was getting older and I needed an heir to the
beast throne; when my beast side died of old age, I
would also die. My daughter’s name was Nebula. I
had built a make shift nest in a tree out of old tents
and thing that I had found. Until my daughter
turned two years old, I hunted for her. When she
finally turned two years old her father, my better
beastly half took her on her first hunt. He would start
her out on killing animals first before he taught her
the art of killing people. The thing that her father
failed to realize was that the game warden was out
killing animals to reduce animal attacks. I was
hunting not far from my family so when I heard an
animal scream and a gunshot, I took off to where my
family was. The warden had been trying to kill a
bear and when my daughter jumped down to eat it,
he fired at her. That is when I came flying out of
nowhere and attacked the warden. He had tried to
take out my offspring and I wasn’t going to allow
that. So while I fought the warden I heard three gun
shots and before I knew it, I had transformed back
into my teenage self and lay bleeding to death.
That’s when Chase flew over and slashed the warden
in the throat and killed him. Chase tried to lick my
wound but I knew it was too late for that I would
fade away into unconsciousness and ten seconds
later I was dead. Chase and my daughter would go
on to eat the warden and eat my body to keep me
from becoming somebody’s lab experiment. Later
when Nebula would be in her teenage years, she
would go on to kill her father to keep from
inbreeding. I was dead now and somehow my heart
was at peace knowing that my life was fulfilled, and
that my family was safe.
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