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(Music video reminds me of Hunter and Sin!!)

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                 Hunter and I waited for the other one to speak again. It was like we were old friends playing a game, seeing who could hold out the longest and not blink the longest. Things were going to get fun, as Hunter had previously said, before releasing me from his grasp. He managed to walk a semi-circle around me, smirking like a wolf, before I leaped away from him, distancing myself from the monster in the room. I couldn't let him think for even a moment that I was terrified. I wasn't after all, was I?

                  I eyed the many weapons Gary had taken off of himself on the ground, then looked back at Hunter.

                  The beast rose a dark brow quite daringly at me. "What are you thinking about?" he probed, as if he didn't already know that I wanted to stab him in crotch with one of the weapons on the ground. "Don't you have any questions for me? I'm recently a big deal in town."

                  My nostrils flared at the reminder of who was in front of me. Smiley. The serial killer, Smiley. If only he was a cereal killer, as in actually killing food instead of people. Cereal killers are much more gentle. Well, except to Cocoa Puffs. If he was that kind of killer, maybe I wouldn't have hated myself so much at that very moment.  I felt beyond betrayed and disgusted in myself for not seeing it sooner.

                  "I do have questions," I said hesitantly. This was weird. I was expecting Hunter to sling me over his shoulder and take me elsewhere, or at least tie me up again in a chair. I was free. Free, and facing the one person I had sought to obliterate for weeks.

                  Hunter gestured openly. "Ask away."

                  "Where's Sin?" I demanded, my voice firm and steady. I sounded dangerous, like I was a wild animal ready to snap at any second. "How long have you been mimicking him? Playing me?"

                        "You haven't seen Sin since you were both kidnapped outside your house," Hunter replied simply. "I had Nacho follow you and Sin after you left my house, told him to weaken my brother by staking him, and then brought you here. I set you up in here  Your precious lover-boy is recovering slowly and is out of the way, just the way I want it." He then grinned widely. "So deeply in love you are with each other, it really touches me. Truly. Well at least you touch me, especially when we kissed about fifteen minutes ago."

                  "We kissed because I thought you were Sin."

                  "Keep telling yourself that, kitten. All I know is that you slobbered all over me with that saucy tongue of yours."

                  "It was a peck, close-mouthed. There was no tongue involved, therefore no saliva."

                  "You wanted it to last longer." He cocked an eyebrow. "I understand, I'm quite beautiful."

                  "You're the most disturbing person I have ever met. I could care less about your looks, you're a cold-blooded, psychotic, monster!"

                  "You want me," Hunter sang deeply and incredibly well.

                  Nipple rings, killer looks including a nice ass, and a good singing voice, Conscience listed. His bed or mine?!?!?!?!

                  "I draw a line right before serial killers when it comes to "wanting" a guy."

                  "Lines can be erased."

                  "It's in permanent marker."

                  "Damn, I'm starting to take the hint. Don't label me just because you're world is completely different from mine. I like my eggs scrambled just like everyone else."

                  "Do you like your balls scrambled?" I threatened. Great, now he was doing that thing with his eyes I didn't like, unblinkingly taking in every inch of me as if savoring a fresh piece of cheese cake. I liked him a lot better when he was blind and it wasn't a full moon.

                  THANK YOU FULL MOON!!!! I REALLY APPRECIATE YOUR MAGICAL POWERS!!! I thought sarcastically

                  "Sometimes. It depends on what mood I'm in. Right now I'm calm. That could change." Hunter took a step towards me and I took a step back. My back hit a wall. Shit. I cringed at the fact that he was still covered in his own blood. Blood from a wound that he had inflicted onto himself to convince me that he was Sin. "Tell me, Paprika. What happens next?"

                  I didn't like that he was asking me that at all. It was as if he was asking me if I wanted to die, so I shut my mouth.

                  "You should know, incase this night ends badly for you, know that Sinny does actually love you. Not just because you're sexy, too. Because of what's...inside of you." Hunter sighed dreamily in a girly, sarcastic way. "I know, he's that much of a soft bastard to have fallen in love with you the first time you met. Makes me sick. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. My brother keeps to himself, except when it comes to me. Used to tell me everything, until I moved to the opposite side of Orange Gate County and avoided my family. Now he's trusting me more that I'm back. Soft son of a bitch. I think he still trusts me with his feelings more than anyone else. Only thing he leaves out during these emotional dumps he has, is what times he takes a shit, and what time he chooses to play with himself. Do I look like a psychologist to you? I never have a response to his emotions, I just nod my head and say "yeah" every fifteen seconds."

                  "If anything you're the one that needs a psychologist," I whispered.

                  He leaned in so close that even in the practical pitch darkness I could see the blue in his eyes. "Do I?" he whispered back.

                  "You're very deflective," I noted.

                  "I think I found my psychologist. How much are you an hour?"

                  "Why did you do this?" I demanded without stopping myself. "Why would you pretend to be Sin? I still don't understand. You could have just asked me about Vladimir yourself, you didn't have to tell me anything about who you--"

                  "You would have remembered," Hunter suddenly growled in my face. I turned my head to the side to avoid the closeness of his face. Realizing that was exposing my neck in this position, I turned forward again, swallowing back the fear lodging in my throat. His eyes were right in front of mine. They were empty again just like his expression. It was disturbing how quickly Hunter was gone.

                  "Remembered what?" I asked.

                  "When you were transforming into a newborn," Hunter began slowly, blue eyes drilling into mine, "you were covered in my blood and your blood. Your mouth didn't leave my neck through most of the change. I needed to feed to level out how much you were taking from me. You were weakening me significantly. Most importantly, you were stripping me of the VOID in my blood. I started to have withdrawal symptoms and my drugs were downstairs, but I couldn't leave you alone because you kept blacking out and knocking into things. I carried you to my kitchen and set you on the counter. You watched curiously as I injected myself with the drug, even tried to ask me what it was but you were too much in pain to talk. I shouldn't have done it in front of you, it was obvious who I was as soon as the drug was in me. It literally makes you grin from ear to ear. After it started to kick into my system, the withdrawal systems lessened, and I started to think straight again. I realized then that you had been taking VOID into your system all along, and you were absolutely fine. You were still a human when I fed you my blood, the  amount of VOID that was in my system should have killed you, or at least effected your transformation. Maybe you had some sort of mutation when you started to transform into a hybrid that fought off the drug. That got me thinking. So I stuck a needle in your arm, took out a sample of your blood, and then stuck another needle in your arm gave you a little VOID. It wasn't enough to kill you, yet I would have knew immediately if you were getting effected by it. Your blood, for whatever reason, repelled the drug completely. I was beyond amazed. I carried you back to my bedroom and bathed you, you openly fed at my neck without any side effects. Do you remember any of this now? How you watched the neon blue liquid in the needle flow into your vein? I could only make you forget it for a couple of days, it was only a matter of time before you knew that I was addicted to VOID."

                  It was like a movie flashing painfully in front of my eyes as he spoke, making my skull crush inwards and my eyes slam close. He had made me forget that memory.

                  "You came after me because you knew I would remember that you were addicted to VOID, that I would figure out who you were eventually," I said.

                  "Oh, that's not even half of the reasons that you're here," Hunter said, coming closer to me until he was looming over me. "You see, I know everything about Vladimir. I know that he's the one that would dangle pieces of meat just beyond my reach when I was a captive in his basement, teasing me as I starved and became practically all bones. I know that he told you everything about me, and you didn't say jack shit to me about it. You let him confess everything that he did to me. Everything." Hunter removed the torn, bloody shirt from his chest, forcing one of my hands down his scarred skin. "He did all of this to me. Him and his rich preppy vampire friends treated me like a pet, whipping me, teasing me, burning me with their cigarette butts and cigars. There was nothing I could do against Vladimir for years but be his lab rat. He tested VOID on me before anyone else. At times I wouldn't even be fed between drug trials, I'd just be higher than the clouds and losing my mind. The point is, Paprika, that even though he told you everything that he did to me, you"  --he jabbed me with a single finger with every word, pinning me back against the wall--"worked. For. Him."

                  "Vladimir threatened my family," I whispered, starting to panic at the closeness of our bodies. For once, Hunter had stunned me entirely with his large, livid blue eyes. "There was nothing I could say to you, I didn't want you to get involved with a drug lord." I pressed a hand against his chest, trying to push him away from me. "I didn't tell you to protect you. That was before I knew that you are the last person in this town that needs protection."

                  Hunter leaned forward until our eyes were centimeters apart. "Damn right I'm the last person that needs protection, kitten." Chuckling, Hunter turned away from me and walked to the opposite side of the room. "You didn't tell me to protect yourself and your precious family. Deep down, you knew that I was dangerous. You knew that if what you told me pissed me off, your own life would be threatened. Well, congratulations, now your life is jeopardized more than ever."

                  Threatened.

                  That word struck me hard like a stake right through the heart. (Pun intended.) I was threatened. Every second that I was in that cell with Hunter Trinidad, I was getting closer and closer to my death. Threatened. That single word, more powerful than ever before, sounded more like a death sentence than four simple letters arranged in a certain order.

                  Having significant space between us, I dove onto the freezing cold cement of the dark cell towards the gun that Gary had left behind amongst many other weapons. Of course, my luck sucked yo-yo's and Hunter was much faster than I, already having the sharp edge of a machete pressed against my neck, and a knee between my shoulder blades before I even touched the gun. I struggled to get up off the ground, biting my lip in the process and drawing blood when he pressed my face into the ground with a single massive hand.

                  "Surely you're not stupid enough to try and fight me," Hunter said cruelly at my ear as I panted away like a dog. "The only way you'll survive tonight is if you do exactly as I say." He then pressed his lips against my ear and added in a rough hiss, "Paprika."

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