(italics for French)

Sniper's P.O.V.

Paris, France. Much too fancy for my taste, and my type. I knew how to clean up, though, and I knew how to hold proper decorum.

I was there to hunt for vampires. I quickly got sidetracked when the owner of my motel started talking about a monster that dwelled nearby.

"Saw the monster again today." It was an offhand comment to his wife, but it peaked my interest.

"Did you- ehem, did you say monster? What kind?" The owner looked up from what he was doing.

"You don't want to know, boy." I sighed and threw a couple hundred euros on the counter.

"I said, what kind of monster?" The owner looked from the money to me, back to the money, and back to me, his overly large moustache bristling.

"Well...It lives in the sewers. It's blue, as well. I've only seen the top half of it. It looks human enough, but it has fins on either side of its head, and when it opens its mouth, there's a row of sharp teeth in place of human ones. Its eyes are yellow and cat-like. I wouldn't trust it, and I suggest you don't go after it, monster hunter." He spat my title in a rude way. I growl quietly and unsheathe my kukri.

"I'm perfectly capable of handling myself, little froggie. Too scared to take care of the problem yourself, aren't you. If it attacked you, you'd surrender immediately. I'm going to take care of it, and then you'll be on your knees, kissing my shoes and offering me a large sum of money, because that's the type of coward you are." I turned around and stalked out of the establishment, jaw set.

I was determined to find this beast and bring its head on a platter to the owner of that shitty bed and breakfast. Then, maybe I'd mount it. It seems like a nice heirloom, from what the owner described it as.

Then I realized that I probably should have asked the owner where he saw it. I shrugged and continued on my way. The best place to look for a monster was the forest, even if the owner said it lived in the sewers. He might have been lying, though. So, the Bois de Boulogne was the best place to start, since it was the closest.

After an hour, I had arrived. It looked tranquil as ever. The owner stated it had fins, so I went to the lake. It also had a sewer drain, so if it fled, I'd know where to find it. The lake was strangely void of the couples that came here to float around on gondolas, my first sign something was wrong. I drew my rifle and looked around. It'd be noisy, but it would be more destructive than the crossbow, and that was worth it.

There was a ripple in the water. I aimed at it, not firing yet. The ripple disappeared. I squinted and inched closer. Suddenly, I heard a male around my age calling for help. I stowed my rifle and raced off to find him.

I found the man drowning in the middle of the lake. He had beautiful ebony hair, slightly streaked with most likely stress, porcelain skin, and he was fit as well. I discarded my rifle and crossbow on the shore, keeping my kukri on me. I then took off my hat and dove into the water.

I got to him and started pulling him ashore, not bothering to look at any of his other features.

"Alright mate, let's get you back on land, don't want you dead, now do we?" I heard him chuckle.

"From 'our items on ze shore, I would zink ze opposite." Oh, good. I saved a frog. Well, a life is a life.

"Well, sorry. I'm currently hunting a monster, so I need to have those on me. If I told you about it, could you tell me stuff in return?" I got him to the shore. He kept his bottom half in the water, which I found strange, but didn't question it. His hair was flattened by the water, covering his ears. He also had his eyes closed as he shrugged.

"Might as well. 'Ou saved my life." I started cleaning the water off my kukri, not looking at the man I saved.

"Well, from what I heard, it lives in the sewers. Fins the side of its head, yellow cat eyes, sharp teeth. Top half human, and the bottom half who knows what. Came here thinking I might find it. You know anything?" The man chuckles.

"Of course I know about him, my dear hunter." I felt something sliding up my leg. When I looked down, I saw a tentacle. I freaked out and tried to get away, but it grabbed me and dragged me into the water.

After a nice dip, its brothers joined it, hoisting me up out of the water upside down. Then I got a good look at the guy I saved. Yellow cat eyes, sharp teeth, and I would've bet fifty euro that fins were hidden beneath his hair.

"He is me." He laughs at my probably shocked face.

"What is 'our name, my dear hunter?" I growl at him.

"Not tellin' you anything, mate." He chuckles and moves closer to me.

"I have my ways of getting what I want." One of its- his tentacles slide under my shirt. I squirm at the feeling.

"So, what is it? I would guess something cliche, like Brayden?" His tentacle moves around more, making me fight harder to get out of his grip.

"No? Then how about Jason? Or maybe somezing aboriginal, like Iluka?" I yelp as the slimy thing runs over a nipple.

"FINE! ALRIGHT! IT'S MICK, NOW BLOODY STOP!" He withdraws the tentacle. I sigh in relief. He doesn't set me down, though. I kinda panic again.

"I do not seem 'our usual prey. Is zis some sort of grudge, or to prove someone wrong?" I sigh quietly.

"Yeah, the bloody bed and breakfast owner. Cocky bastard. Had to pay him to get the info on you, what a fucking sleaze..." He chuckles.

"Oui, I am familiar wiz ze man. So, zis is because of him?" I nod.

"Hmm, I usually eat ze hunters zat hunt me, but...I like 'ou." I stay still, not wanting to anger him.

"So, as long as 'ou promise not to come back here, or at least not wiz 'our weapons, I will let 'ou go. Sound fair?" I nod frantically. He laughs and sets me back down on the shore. I scramble to my feet and stare at him in disbelief.

"What, do 'ou want to be killed? Zen shoo." He waves me off, and I quickly gather my weapons and flee. Damn, I'm a coward, but I would rather kill more bloodsuckers later than kill one monster that didn't matter(and was kinda hot) but walk away injured or worse.

I get back to the bed and breakfast slightly damp, with the slime from the tentacle still all over my chest and making my shirt sticky. The owner's eyes widen when he sees me.

"You survived?" I spit on his floor and nod.

"I was able to fight back, unlike the others you sent to their death. You really hate us even though we keep you safe, don't you?" He chuckles.

"What, from things that don't exi-" The window shatters behind him, and something swoops in. I pull him over the counter and slash at the thing with my kukri. It screeches in pain. I laugh.

"Blessed blade, bitch!" I whip its cloak off, then shove it into the sun. It lets out an ear-piercing shriek and collapses into a pile of dust. I huff and turn back to the owner.

"Don't exist, huh?" I turn back to the pile and gather it into a bag filled with the dust of other vampires I've slain. Yes, it's kind of weird to keep corpses on you, but I take it as a good luck charm. Haven't died yet, for the fifty-sixth time.

"I'm sorry, sir. You don't have to pay for your room." I laugh.

"Told you you'd be offering me large sums of money, you mewling quim." I clean my blade off on my coat, then go upstairs to get some rest.

After the night passed, I got up, ate breakfast, then stowed my rifle and crossbow in their case, then started going back to the lake. The quim didn't question me, which I was extremely happy with. I got there, and the park was empty again. Maybe news had spread of the monster?

I walked back over to the spot where I found him pretending to drown, and waited. While I waited, I whittled a small wooden stake(useful for later), ate the lunch I packed myself, drank my whole flask of whiskey, and took a nap while sunbathing.

When I woke up, it was nearly nighttime. I sighed and got up, packing up my things. When I looked back up, he was there. I yelped and fumbled my stuff, dropping it again. I cursed and took a deep breath.

"Jesus, don't scare me like that, mate..." The creature laughs.

"Zen maybe 'ou should not have come back here, my friend." I shrug and sit back down.

"I was interested in you." He raises an eyebrow.

"Interested?" I nod.

"In me?" I nod again. He sighs.

"Take off zat oversized butter knife and come into ze water. And, take off 'our clozes if 'ou don't want zem to get wet again." I blush softly but go with his reasoning. I can feel him watching me as I strip.

"Keep your bleedin' peepers off me, ya wank." He chuckles and does nothing. I glare at him and get the rest of it off quickly, keeping my boxer briefs on for courtesy's sake, then take a running start and dive into the water, surfacing quickly. I look back at the creature.

"What's your name, anyway?" He wraps a tentacle around my leg and brings me closer.

"My name is Victor. Nice to meet 'ou, Mick." I try to get some distance.

"Nice to meet you too. Where's your bloody shirt?" He chuckles and only pulls me closer.

"What, does it bozer 'ou? Plus, it is more comfortable for water movement." I nod.

"Just, get away from me. I don't wanna be close to you." He pulls me flush against him, chest-to-chest. All his tentacles wrapped around my legs and waist, making me squirm.

"Does being zis close to anozer man bozer 'ou?" He grins, showing off his sharp teeth. I growl and shove at him. He doesn't budge and wraps some tentacles around my arms. I struggle and pant softly.

"How many of these bloody things do you have?"

"Well, I was made wiz eight, but zey grafted more onto me as time went along until I escaped. So, I do not know." He shrugs.

"Who's they?"

"Ze scientists zat made me. What, did 'ou zink I just spawned? Vampires and werewolves came from somewhere, so I must have come from somewhere as well." I nod.

"Fair enough."

"Why do 'ou wear zings like shirts? What is wrong wiz showing a bit of skin?" I roll my eyes.

"I dunno either. Maybe we're making women feel more comfortable about having to wear them?" He nods.

"Fair enough. Why do 'ou wear underwear? It is not needed if 'ou wear pants."

"To keep our pants clean longer. Why are you asking so many questions? Thought you didn't care about humans."

"I'm a curious person. I want to know more about ze world around me." I nod.

"Sounds reasonable."

"Anozer question; why is 'our dick hard?" I blush madly and look down to see that he's removed my underwear and that I had a hard-on.

"Uhh..." He chuckles and squeezes me gently with his tentacles.

"Are 'ou into ze bondage? Or do 'ou just find me attractive?" I kick to try and get out of his grip, but he only holds me tighter, and I accidentally let out a soft moan.

"Oh, 'ou do like being held captive! 'Ou filzy bushman!" He laughs loudly and I look away in embarrassment.

"Well, since zis has happened, I can find out more about 'our anatomy." He grins. I shudder.

"Whaddya mean by that?" He chuckles and starts feeling me up with his hands.

"Well, since 'ou don't mind me touching 'ou, I can explore however I please~" He runs his hands over my chest, scratching me a bit here and there. Then he gets to my stomach. I squirm.

"Oi, get away from there!" He smiles softly and squeezes my paunch. I fight harder, but he only tightens his grip.

"For a hardened hunter, I would not zink 'ou to have somezing like zis. I would zink 'ou to stay in shape." He purrs softly and squeezes again.

"I usually don't find much, and it's an easy takedown. Leave me alone." He laughs and strokes my sides. I spasm and giggle. He stops.

"Ticklish, are we?" My eyes widen.

"No, NO-" But he's already attacking my sides. I laugh uncontrollably and writhe in my bonds. He stops after a few minutes with a grin on his face.

"How adorable, Bushman." I blush and look away. He runs his hands down my torso to my crotch. I blush harder.

"Have you ever bottomed?" I raise an eyebrow.

"What are you on about?" One of his tentacles leaves me. My eyes widen.

"W-wait, no-" He raises me up and leans back a bit. His freed tentacle rubs my tight hole and I squirm.

"I'm a virgin..." He chuckles and cups my cheeks, then gives me a soft kiss.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of 'ou." I feel it slowly rub around. He moves his hands from my face cheeks to my ass cheeks and spreads me. I squirm and bite my lip.

"Be gentle..." He nods.

"I will." I gasp and kick as the tip of the tentacle slides into me with somehow little resistance. It feels strange but oddly good. He stops.

"Are 'ou sure 'ou're okay?" I nod and grin.

"Just keep going. This is the best!" He grins and keeps moving his tentacle. I squirm and moan as I get closer and closer to the edge. He wrapped a hand around my cock at one point and started tugging at it, which only drove me wild.

"Oh- fuck, God- I'm gonna-!" I arch my back and howl with pleasure as I cum. I pant softly as he lets me back down into the water, and I then lean on him for support.

"Mmm...that was good..." My eyes drift closed. I feel him wrap his arms around me instead of his tentacles. I smile softly and pass out on him.

When I wake up, I'm back at the bed and breakfast. My items are on a table in my room, and I'm still buck nude. I'm also laying in wet sheets. I get out of bed and stretch. There's a note on my bedside table. I pick it up and read it.

"I suggest you do not go to the lake again...It would spell doom for your career because I'm keeping you next time." As I think about this, I suddenly realize I wouldn't really mind that.

I pack up my stuff and head out, putting the pay for the room on the counter and not listening to the housekeep's protests. I head back to the lake and sit down where we've met both times. I wait until nightfall again, this time not falling asleep.

"What are 'ou doing here? I told 'ou to stay away. Or, did 'ou not get my note?" I smile softly.

"I got the note, mate. I decided that wasn't too bad." He gets confused.

"I wanna stay with ya."

"'Ou what?"

"I wanna stay with you. Nobody deserves to be lonely." He furrows his brow.

"Zat would mean you become like me." I shrug and smile.

"Don't see a problem with that. You can transform others to be like you?" He nods slowly.

"Yes...Are 'ou sure about zis? Zere's no going back."

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be here." He sighs and nods.

"Come into ze water. Leave 'our items on ze beach." I nod and take off everything, then wade into the water. He grabs my hand and pulls me close to him.

"It's painful, especially because of what we did yesterday." I shrug.

"Fine by me." He chuckles softly.

"Oh, 'ou are going to be eating zose words in half an hour." He drags me under the water. I fight my instincts to get back up to the surface.

He pulls my head to the side and bites me, sinking his teeth deep into me. I thrash and yell. He was right, this was painful. I can see regret in his eyes, but he keeps going. I eventually pass out from both blood loss and extreme prolonged pain.

When I wake up, I'm sitting on the shore of a beach. Victor is out from shore a bit. I try to get up, but fall right back down and grunt in pain. I'm very sore, it's like my whole body was cut and dragged through lemon juice and fire, but my skin looks fine.

"It'll take an hour for ze process to complete." I jump in surprise when I see Victor next to me. I chuckle deliriously.

"Shit, you were right, this hurts like hell." He chuckles and runs a hand through my hair.

"Be glad you weren't awake for most of it, especially the eyes." I raise an eyebrow. He holds up a semi-reflective shard of glass. My eyes are like his now.

"Yeah, pretty sure that would've hurt like a bitch." I laugh. He chuckles as well.

"Ze ears are usually not zat painful. 'Ou will be alright." He cups my cheek and kisses me gently. I kiss back. He pulls back and smiles.

"Also, 'ou might be carrying my child." My eyes widen.

"WHAT?!" He chuckles.

"While ze top half of 'ou is still male, zere is sometimes a little hiccup in ze transformation. Don't worry, it happens all ze time." He smirks. I glare at him.

"You did that on purpose." He laughs.

"No, 'ou're still male, just zat I implanted an embryo in 'ou after we had sex. 'Ou were pregnant anyways. Get ready to have a lot of babies." I roll my eyes.

"Jeez, can't go a month without getting impregnated by some monster...There was one time that I got abducted by aliens. Thank god the abortion worked, otherwise I wouldn't be here." I laugh. He laughs as well. The glass laughs. I crush the glass.

"Bloody mimics...Can't trust anything anymore." He chuckles.

"No mimics in ze ocean." I smile.

"I think I'm gonna like it with you." He smiles and kisses my nose.

"I hope 'ou will."