The Forgotton

He hide among the shadows of the trees and followed her with his eyes, he had dreamt this moment for three months now and was beginning to get anxious. He fantasised of her once again her honeysuckle hair flowing in his mind, her piercing brown eyes staring at him and reading him. Her supple milky skin was taunting him with the temptation to kill driving his passion further on, it was almost to much to bare but he knew that he just had to wait ten more minutes for her to reach the right spot then he could take her for his own. So he stepped back into the shadows and watched , as always, from a distance.1

The girl was on her usual nightly walk through the fields and was approaching the area she dreaded most. The path she had taken for the last 2 months, to lose weight, was a concrete walking path the criss-crossed through the fields following the river that flowed below. The path went past numerous estates which were brightly lit and full of life, people walking dogs children playing past there bed time. One area however was different it led behind the houses and past building estates there were no lights, no people, no chance of survival! 2

As she approached the area shrouded in darkness where the light itself didn't enter a feeling of trepidation overwhelmed her senses. She stood at the mouth of the darkness and took a deep breath to steady her nerves and focus her mind. Why was she worried anyway she had a plan, if anyone attacked her she would dive to the river and swim to safety, after all what attacker in their right mind would dive In a streaming river just to hurt her?3

He watched her breathe deeply and then step into the dark, this was it, the moment i have what i deserve he thought. He stalked her further each moment his body tensing his mind calming finally he stepped into the light behind her and followed into the welcoming cover of the black. As she walked rather more stiffly than before he moved into step with his prey and prepared to pounce. 4

He quickened his step and reached out for her, his left strong masculine arm grabbed her around the chest locking her close to him while his other arm reached up and covered her mouth stopping all but a whisper of air reaching her lungs. As she struggled in his grasp fingers clawing at his arms he revelled in the moment, as she began to move less he lent down and whispered in her ear "your mine". 5

He then drew a smooth dagger from his belt and held it to her throat, pressing slightly he dragged it across her silken neck and savoured the feeling as she began to choke on her own blood. The cut was not deep enough to kill but the blood lose would be. 6

Thinking he had defeated her clutching at her limp body he loosened his grip, assumptions got the better of him though as he received a sharp elbow to the stomach. 7

The girl gasped for air and ran towards the river trying to hide among the wilderness as much as possible while holding her bleeding wound, she held her gaze on the man as he crouched clutching at his side, then made a dive for the river she was not expecting to feel those masculine arms wrap round her waist and drag her to the harsh ground. How is this possible she thought i turned away for a second she could not believe what was happening. As he forced her down she closed her eyes and prayed for a quick death, unfortunately he had other ideas.8

He sat on top her body pinning her down and once again drew that sleek blade now encrusted with her blood. He held the tip against her skin and began to carve out a name on her once angelic face. The blood began to form pools over her eyes and seal them shut as it dried. She could not feel her body anymore only the numbness as the blade tore into her skin. It seemed to her that a lifetime had past in only 20 minutes and just as she was giving up and living her body to die the weight was released from her chest. The man looked down upon her as her body began to convulse and smiled as her watched the finally breath escape from her mangled corpse.9