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(A sample from another book I'm writing. I wrote the main character, Mikanu, as a kitsune who must feed on energy to gain strength. Tenchi is her pet fox).

((Here they're encountering a beast who had been feeding outside her window before sensing Mika inside)).





The energy expelled from the carcass of the deer outside was now floating all around Mikanu. She could move it with her mind and form it anyway she wished. Her eyes began to roll back and she moaned softly. Tenchi squalled at her not to do it, but it was too late. The chi taunted Mika, brushing against her arms and face, caressing her like a delicate yet dangerous spider. It begged to be absorbed, and so it was.



Mikanu inhaled the energy and shivered with pleasure. Her eyes lit with power and she felt alive again. It had been weeks since she had fed last. She launched herself at the large wolf in front of her; her claws fully extended for the attack. She hit the beast with everything she had, yet it wasn’t enough to faze him. He wrapped his huge arm around her waist and picked her up, holding her at his side like a football. She tried to punch and scratch him but every time she moved he squeezed her tighter, knocking the wind out of her.



Tenchi still lay limp and motionless against the wall, too badly beaten to follow as the beast climbed through the window and ran off into the darkness with his master.

Echo perched atop the building, listening to the bustle of the city below. The workers emerged from the building as they began to leave their cubicles and clock out for the day. He looked at the street lights as they flickered on once the sun grew weary of shining and it sobered down for its deep sleep.



As the last worker locked the door and walked along the sidewalk, Echo made his move. He jumped from the soot-covered rooftop, falling like a rock but shielded from curious eyes by the ash that blew around him. His trench coat flailed in the wind and he could have been mistaken for a bird if he had been spotted. He dropped into the alley and ducked against the nearest wall.



Her heartbeat hit him like a freight train and he struggled to stay standing. He restrained himself from lurching at her as he clung to the wall. The town, the taxi in the distance, the rain that fell from the gutters- everything slowed for that brief moment when the woman passed the alley and her fragrance swarmed into his nostrils. Her beauty astonished him and he caught himself before fell to his knees.



"Should I hunt, or should I run?"



He debated for nearly a second as the hunger pang grew harder to ignore. He did not want to kill such beauty and he began to turn away, yet something...

Something told him to come back.



He took one step onto the sidewalk and...

[[Here are a couple more pieces from my book. These refer to working at McDonald's (which I had to rename as "Bryan's Burgers" so I won't get sued).]]





"Being trapped at that Hell was like being trapped in a cage where each moment your mind becomes more confined. The walls seemed to close in and you lose space with each breath. It’s like a slow torture with no chance of escape; no chance of life. The more people that had to work there, the less air there was to breathe. You could look into any worker’s eyes and tell that at that time in their life there was no hope, there was no beginning or ending, there was only this. This pathetic excuse for a job. This hole for slaves. This prison where the hunt to survive began with the need to want. You need to want to live, to want to thrive, to want to hope. After months of working here, the hope soon dies. You realize the only way to leave this place is to run and hope to God that you don’t trip."





"One night of service to the too busy, too harsh world. No one bothered to look at us as more than a tool to do their bidding. The daily routine number of three customers was kind. The rest were too caught up in their race around the streets to care.



Was it too much to ask that someone say a polite ‘thank you’ or give you a smile? The world today had much devolved into primitive apes with expensive toys. The ever-expanding political bullshit filled their unadorned minds with lies about the happenings of modern times. No one bothered with courteous manners anymore. Their brains wrapped themselves around their own selfish lives and walked the sidewalks with empty nods and references about the weather."

My eyes flitted across the parking lot, scanning over the new car; show-offish, a brand new black Mustang. I rolled my eyes and sniffed the scent. Suddenly I stopped and caught eyes with the owner of the car. His yellow eyes had streaks of black that seemed as endless as the night itself. My heart beat accelerated and I watched him, knowing what he was.

The stench of wet dog forced its way into my nostrils and I sniffled and sneezed to get it out. I could feel his life thread dangling like a worm on a hook. The girls swarmed around him, pleading to walk with him to class. His gaze was still locked with mine and his lips slowly parted as he grinned from across the parking lot. He quickly turned away and pushed lightly through the crowd around him as he disappeared into the building.

I heard Ardina giggle and her voice snuck into my ear, “fresh meat.” Indeed, I thought. I recovered and stepped out of the car, ignoring her silly comments on the Mustang. If it had been anyone else, we both would have keyed it as we walked past. We bumped into the people still standing around the Mustang and one shoved me into Ardina.

“Watch it, freaks!” a popular girl groused. I dusted off then scoffed as I smiled and shook my head in disgust. How dare she touch me? If it had been in privacy she wouldn’t have been able to lay a hand on me before she lost her precious little fingers. I looked down at her hands now, seeing the fresh layer of pink polish on her nails.