A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop. 

Words stayed silent, but his lips were parted. Oliver didn't know how to reply. All he wanted was to get far away from the thing in front of him. Its very pale blue optics stared at him through the darkness, and he just could make out the thing's features due to the gate lights behind it. Those unnerving nails hung over its left knee, and he could imagine easily crimson coating them. The long arms of the thing only made it more horrifying. They could stretch out and rip him apart limb by limb.

A chill raced up his spine, and he back up slowly. The creature put his head straight and stood up again. His steps continued to remain slow as he walked over to the camera and picked it up. He seemed to pay no more attention to the boy at his feet. Shifting the camera between his hands, he giggled. "So many camera folk. You'd think they'd learn after awhile," he muttered to himself in glee. "And, they never seem to taste that good." Another giggle parted from him as Oliver backed up gradually so as not to alert the thing. "Then again, who would after my delectable little helper."

Little helper? Oliver wondered who the thing was talking about. Who would aid the monster before him? It brought a chill up his spine, and when the creature glanced back towards the cemetery, Oliver couldn't help but follow the thing's gaze; however, he couldn't see anyone or anything there besides the typical scenery. Maybe, someone was hiding behind one of the gravestones or trees. Perhaps, one of the members of the paranormal group was there to help. Mentally, he laughed. That was unlikely, and they'd probably try to snap pictures before running off to save their own skin. H*ll, he would do the same.

Looking back to the camera, the creature scrolled through the pictures and deleted the ones at the funeral home. A couple of tsks left him as he did so. Oliver, however, took that as his cue to get the f*ck out of there. The young teen pushed himself to his hands and bolted. A brow of the creature's quirked before he giggled and saw the teen run right past her. He hadn't even spared a glance her way. How amusing.

She jumped down and tackled the teen, who immediately tried to cry for help, but she silenced him by pressing his head into the snow. The woman, who was now twenty, reached into the teen's backpack and removed a durable-looking water bottle. In seconds, it impacted the boy's head, and he was out.

Giving a sigh of relief, she stood back up and pulled him up with her. "You got him okay, (f/n)?" the creature asked as he quirked another brow. She rolled her eyes and managed to drape his right arm over her shoulders before she started to head back towards the funeral home. The creature crossed his arms. "Fine, you can ignore me, but this wasn't my fault." He tossed the camera up before catching it. "The kid trespassed and got some pictures. I couldn't just let him run."

"I know that, but you could've knocked him out and brought him in," she argued back, receiving a giggle from him.

"But, I haven't been able to hunt anyone down for seven months." A fake pout met his lips, and she ignored him. He sighed and, easily, grabbed the teen from her. She was about to resist before he lifted his left index nail and pressed it to her lips, much to her anger. "I know that it's because of my deal with your parents and that I should be grateful I get such a ready supply of food. I am, but I still have my instinctual desire to hunt, and I miss playing with my victims."

(F/n) didn't look satisfied with that answer in the slightest. She moved his finger away and turned her back to him. "I thought that you weren't some animal." The woman started to walk away. "Stop using your instincts as an excuse. You already torment my family and me enough; another doesn't need to be dragged into this."

At that, a higher-pitched giggle met her ears, and she paused. "Someone else already has been, and you helped me." Now, he stood right beside her and patted her on the head with his left hand. "My darling little helper." She about rolled her eyes before she heard the tone in his next words. "And, I'm not an animal. Humans have instincts too, so do I. That doesn't mean I'm some self-unaware creature." (F/n) resisted the urge to make another comment, and he grinned at that. "Good. You still know when to stop. Now, let's deal with this mess before I decide to decapitate him and have a whole head for dinner." The woman grimaced at such an image.

"Fine ..." Before she could get out another word, he grabbed her by the waist and jumped over the wall, landing flawlessly on the other side. (F/n) forced her rapidly beating heart to calm down and managed to get out of his hold without any scrapes. She brushed herself off and glared to him while he simply grinned back. "You're lucky that I don't have the gate keys on me."

"Oh? Is that your next idea to kill me?" He giggled. "You could even tie me up to the gate as a welcoming decoration for guests after I'm dead." Another giggle left him, and she didn't look amused in the slightest. Rather, she rubbed the bridge of her nose and headed inside. If she hadn't heard the creature dash out of their ... her room, then she would've stayed in bed longer to avoid him through means of sleep.

"I'm taking that as a no," he responded in a sing-song manner as he trailed behind her. When she didn't answer, he giggled all the more. Soon enough, they were both back inside. (F/n) was still by the front doors, however, when he came in. At the bottom of the steps, her mother moved her grey eyes onto the creature, then to the young teen.

"So, this is why your father and I heard commotion." She rubbed her temples. "Right, bring him upstairs. We'll need to discuss what to do about this."

"Should I wake him back up?" the creature asked, closing the front door.

"No, and don't you dare take a bite out of him." The creature raised a brow at her tone, and she quietly gulped. "Please."

"That's better. Don't worry; I won't. I'm looking forward to that liver in the fridge." He grinned to the older woman before he walked around her and up the steps. Once he was gone, (f/n)'s mother stared to her daughter, and the younger shook her head tiredly. Even though her daughter had adjusted to the creature's schedule more over the last seven months, it was clear that the whole arrangement was taking a toll. The young woman looked drained of energy and as though she wished to curl up into a ball and forget the world.

Going over to her daughter, the mother rested a reassuring hand on the younger woman's right shoulder. "You still have time. You'll think of something, and we're here to help if you need us."

"Right." She smiled somewhat to her mother. "I'm still trying. I'm just tired, and now there's this to handle." Her mother wrapped her arms around her daughter, and (f/n) returned the hug. "It's happening over again, Mom," she muttered into her mother's grey cardigan. "The camera ... Why can't people just stop."

Rubbing her daughter's back, she answered, "We'll figure out exactly why he came even if we all know the reason. We need to make sure that this isn't a recurring thing." The older woman pulled away some and squeezed her daughter's shoulders comfortingly. "Though, I don't know how that boy is going to get out of this situation alive."

"He probably won't, but we can try and convince the creature. The creature's probably already aware of the risks of killing him or even eating some of him." (F/n) pulled away from her mother completely and headed up the stairs. "Let's just get this over with. I'll make some coffee."

"I'll take tea," her mother said politely.

"Right, Dad and you will head back to bed after this." She gave a small, sad smile that her mother couldn't see. "I forgot. Sorry."

"Don't apologize. It's not your fault. This arrangement won't last forever."

"No, it probably won't." Both women looked up to see the creature waiting for them. The boy was gone, so he most likely was in the kitchen already. "I imagine at one point someone in this household will try to kill me, and one of the deals will proceed to its other half." He shrugged. "Or with tonight's incident, something else might happen."

Narrowing her (e/c) eyes, (f/n) questioned, "What do you mean?"

Steadily, a grin spread across the creature's lips. "Oh, you'll see. Of course, it's just one option of several, and you'll need to agree to it, but it could solve a lot of problems." He held out his right hand. "Now, take my hand and let your partner guide you to your seat." The creature giggled. "I want to begin."

Glancing over to her mother, (f/n) was about to speak, but the older woman cut her off. "Don't worry; I'll make the coffee and tea. Take his hand." Her mother stepped around the two and off into the kitchen.

Giggling, the creature remarked, "She's so understanding." (F/n) was about to punch him, but she sucked in a breath before she exhaled. She placed her hand in his right one, and he brought her over to her seat.