I just got this one-shot or possible short story idea in my head at random, it's one of my creepier stories, and my first M rated one.

I may continue with this concept for once, but that's only if I get enough reviews.

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My Master's Voice

My heart beat somewhat faster at every corner I turned, I felt a chill go up my spine, not so much from the cold as it was from the fear. I had no idea what had possiby possesed me to go out alone, kids my age were going missing around town, most of them never seen again. But, it wasn't that late after all, right? It's only 5, the sun's only just setting. Twigs snapped under my feet, and after a few moments, I stop to take a breath, the woods were large, and I was tired. That's when I heard them, more footsteps, I look down, but I've already snapped the twigs beneath me. I move my head in every direction, eyes widening in fear as I realize that I don't know in what part of the woods I'm in. That's weird, I swear I took this path out of the woods all the time, it doesn't seem right, how could I have gone further in. My heart skips a beat as I hear the footsteps come up behind me, I'm at ease slightly as a voice speaks, a human one. "What's the matter kid, are you lost?" the man's voice asks me.

I was about to turn my head when out of nowhere, a cloth was shot over my mouth and nose, I struggle as a smell penetrates me, a putrid one. I feel... So dizzy... Weightless... I... I...

'It''s Point of View

I watch as my latest find collapses to the ground, grinning, normally my prey runs, tries to escape, this one was just so stupid, didn't he know you should never stop? I had killed so many in the past month, so many I could have used, but none were as perfect as him. The others were perfect too, make no mistake, they had appetized my normal hunger. I smiled down at the boy who lay on the ground, shaking my head, my pray was so young, only 9 or 10 by the looks of it, the perfect age. Bodies like this were few in number these days, rarely did someone so young have the courage to enter my woods. Slowly, I bend down to the child, looking over at my sack to make sure it is with me before taking one of my claws and cutting into his shirt, ripping it off as customary. Slowly taking the sack and pushing him into it, make sure his feet are showing before powerfuly tying his arms to this sides by taking a rope and tying it around the sack. The large end of the rope is the perfect size to drag him, smiling, I take the end and begin pulling him in the direction of my home, I hear the child whimper, crying under the sack. "Ssssshhhhhhh..." I whisper, it was cruel to treat the boy this way, but I didn't care "Quiet yourself my child, no one will hear you... The more you cry the harder it will be on you."

As I reach my home I smile opening the door with a loud creak.

The Boy's Point of View

I cried loudly, I cried for mom, for dad, but I realized it was useless as the ground beneath us became harder and harder. I heard him through the surface above me speaking, his voice, it sounded like something out of my nightmares. I began to whimper and struggle further, but the man or monster, whatever he was only giggles in delight. "Now, now child... Quiet yourself, it's ok..." I heard him say as he stopped dragging me, whatever was around me slid off, as did the sack "You should be happy, not many people get this same chance..."

I look up and practically screamed at what I saw, it had to be a least 6 feet tall, filled with red hair, or what looked like red hair, it's black eyes gazing down at me. It gives me a grin, a row full of fangs bared, one of it's claws slowly strokes my hair, and I cry even harder then before. "Please, don't hurt me..." I say quietly "Please..."

"Oh, it'll only hurt for a while my dear child..." it caressed my hair, I could see it now, Ryan Maverick, missing without a trace, just like the others "You're just so perfect, so completely perfect."

He pulls me by my shoulder into some room, it's so dark, I can barely see anything, only a single red light dangles in the middle, I cry loudly now, but am silenced. For some reason, I can't speak, and the next thing I know some hot is pressed against the back of my mouth, it retracts after several moments. And that's when I realized it, I can't feel my tounge! "Well now, I would have preffered speech, but I guess that beggers can't be choosers." I watch his smirk as he discards my tounge, I cry even more loudly, but it only comes out as whines "Shhhh... It'll all be over soon."

He puts me gently onto a stone table in the middle of the room, strapping me to it, my arms first, then my legs, and finally my throat, but not hard enough to stop my breathing. "Now, now, just quiet yourself my little darling." it slowly, places a claw to my chest and my eyes widen as he does so, he smiles and bares his fangs again "I must clens your body, if I am to claim it, your humanity just won't do." he cuts a thin line into me, causing tears to flow down even further, he slowly begins to suck into the cut, the blood is drained from my body, but I remain alive "Oh yes, you are indeed worthy... My little friend, why do you cry? Are you not happy about this wonderful chance."

I feel my eyes closing, I can barely keep awake, as I see it get closer to me, I cry, struggling. It doesn't last long, and soon, I see him smiling at me, my eyes slowly growing heavy. "Sleep well my child, for when you awaken, you will be perfection." I feel the restraints clasp off, he sets me onto the ground and his mouth widens, widens to the point that he can swallow me whole "It will all be over soon."

I realize my eyes aren't closing, I will not fall into a slumber, and slowly, I feel a tounge wrap around my leg. I whimper, trying to cry, and am dragged across the ground, he doesn't dare chew me for whatever reason, but rather, swallows me whole. I fall into what seems like a bottomless pit before I finally land in something wet, it pulls me under, and slowly, I realize the man is drowning me, his voice rings into my ears. "Now, now child, it will all be over soon..." his voice is growing less demonic, it's becoming more and more like mine "Do not struggle boy, soon, it'll all be over."

And then I let the darkness take me, I let out one last cry, shivering as I'm sucked out of it's chest, my mind and soul ripped from my own body. "Now, was that so bad?" I heard him ask me, I cower in terror looking down.

I'm in it's body, only smaller, I look like I'm no more then 4 inches tall, I have claws, the same tuft of red fur, and I'm more then sure I have the same black eyes. I look around frantically, whimpering as my own body smiles down on me. The tounge regrown he pets my head, and I cry softly once more, but slowly I feel all of my sanity leave me. All I can feel is hunger, unrelenting hunger. "Ah, are you hungry my child?" he asks me, smiling, he walks towards another room where I hear crying, a boy is brought out he's wailing, struggling, crying for his 'mommy' "Take one of the imperfect ones my child..." my master tells me, he seems to be older then I remmember as if my... No, my master's body has aged to his 20's "Go ahead, they're quite tasty little brats."

I lick my furry lips and as my master backs away from me I smirk at the boy, placing a powerful paw on his chest, strength pinning him with no chance of escape. I smile at the child, and realize even without my tounge, I can speak. "Calm yourself human..." I say quietly, slitting his throat, he gargles a bit blood rolling down his lips and throat, he looks at me with wide eyes "You're imperfect, be happy you get this chance." I break through his chest, hitting home, his heart stops and his eyes stare into mine, dead motionless ones.

As I suck the blood from his wound, my master smiles down at me, he nods, I let out my large tounge and wrap it around the child his body goes down slowly, I chew my dinner slowly. The pieces that are left fall down into my stomache. I smile, content with how his life feels, I lick the blood off my hair, and smile. "Good my child, now rest..." he smiles at me, and bends down.

My body obeys my master's voice, and as I fall asleep, I hear the child's soul cry out, what remains of my humanity wishing to take control. I smile as slowly the voice drowns out, lost forever, nothing but my master's voice matters now.

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This is the darkest, creepiest story I have ever written, it's my first shot at a real horror story.

Reviews and Constructive Criticism are welcome!