Closer to Being MINE

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*** Just a friendly reminder that this will be the last chapter before coming to the split endings and to let you know that the entire story will be in the creepers POV and third persons POV. Warning, might be some graphic scenes may be up ahead. Enjoy!

^^^Creepers POV^^^

Ah, the night is truly blessed for a creature of the night like myself. The many kills I have in stock will surely keep my love and my young healthy for the next 23 springs while I sleep; the night, however, is slowly coming to an end and I have yet to achieve my mate.

When us creepers- what humans call us now- find our mate there are steps that must take place on order for them to be officially ours; first we master and memorize our mates scent, then physically touch each others skin to know their electrical body chemistry, consume each others blood for the health of our young during birthing season, and lastly consummate our love and loyalty to each other in holy matrimony in our nest where she will rest in sleep with our young until the next 23rd spring.

Two of those steps have been completed.

Two more left to fully make her mine.

Only then will her fate be sealed and her transformation be completed and become like me. And more will soon come.

I hover in the night sky as I watch the pathetic fleshling (Izzy) run back to the other two (Kimball and Rhonda) to reassemble in hopes to escape. I snicker at their hopeless attempts, there will be no escape for those that I picked, for me, for my young, for us.

Once I see him far enough I swoop down to the contraption humans call a truck and peer in to see my love sleeping soundlessly on the seats, her breaths even and her delicious chest rising and falling, her hair forming around her like a perfect halo, and her delectable skin glowing in the moonlight. I feel my heart pick up in pace as my arousal for her begins to swell, oh how badly I want to take her and mate with her and plant my seed within her.

But, no, I must be patient... If I don't follow the process carefully, not only her soul, but her body will reject me completely and both of us will die. Ever so carefully, I turn her head slightly so that her mouth falls open slightly; I lick my lips as I sin my teeth into my wrist and trickle my blood onto her soft luscious lips. I see her brows knit together before swallowing the trickling blood into her.

Yes. Yes my love drink, you are almost there.

You are one step closer to being MINE.

I lean in closer to lick the remaining blood off her lips, her scent wafting into my nostrils; the sweetest of Jasmine flowers and pure nectar of honey invade my entire being and euphoria takes over. Her rose petal lips taste that of a ripe and sweet fruit that makes me hungry for more of her. I lean forward to place a gentle kiss on her lips before biting down on her lower lip to draw out her delectable blood, her delicious red blood being rolled around on my tongue and down my throat. Oh yes my little night flower, you were born to me mine and mine alone, and I will kill all those that will get in our way...

Even those two pathetic worms named Kimball and Izzy will be gone.

When I took the boy from the farm I knew I needed him for a reason; his hearing was exquisite and able to hear from such far distances, now his hearing comes in handy to me because the other humans were coming. I took flight once more before they got any closer or were able to see me, I longed to be closer to my petal; but, all good comes to those who wait.

I hover in the night sky for a good amount of time before they finally make it to the contraption and from here I can smell my mates scent, letting me know that she was awake. One of the fleshlings said something to her that made her laugh loudly, boiling my blood and infuriating me to my core.

The moon is almost at its highest peak and my time is almost up.

I smirked at the sudden thought in my head, an idea to scare them all into a panicked frenzy; I begin to fly higher and let my form ghost over the moons light, casting my shadow down to the other forms of our prey. I lick my lips in delight smelling their fear this high in the sky, i know though that most of it was my mates scent overpowering the others.

Tonight dear mate, tonight you will be mine.

**Third person's POV**

The great chase began as the four terrified teens drove off the distance. Its unfortunate for them that the vehicle was that of a slow pace and the highest speed the truck was 50 MPH. The creeper gained great speed with the winds current as he dove down to advance towards the remainder of his prey. Kimball continuously cursed at Izzy to make the car go faster, blinded by his panic, not noticing the absolute fear in Natalie's eyes; the weird taste of iron and- strangely- oranges still lingered on her tongue and lips as salty tears ran down her cheeks.

With everything going on, the car running like shit, everyone screaming and yelling, and the creeper gaining speed on the remaining few, she wanted to disappear into thin air then and there. The teens, however, had an advantage with the flare gun Kimball had hidden away for safe keeping; he'd loaded the gun with a round and successfully shot it into the creatures shoulder, unknowingly causing a searing and burning pain in Natalie's right shoulder, the same side the creature was hit.

The creature could feel that the mating bond was growing stronger and before he'd rest for 23 more years he'd have his mate by him in hibernated sleep, not able to age, not able to die, but continue to live and sleep just like him.

Izzy had grown concerned for the girls safety as the creature was relentless in speeding pursuit; not liking the idea first hand he had no choice, in order to protect his friends, his Natalie- his first actual love- he needed to sacrifice himself to injure and possibly kill the creature once and for all. In haste he shoved both girls out the door of the moving vehicle, Izzy said his final prayers and bid his love a silent farewell before preparing Kimball for the launch of his life.

The creature was unsure of why his mate was shoved out of a moving car, but, he'd circle around once he'd caught the final prey for the night. Kimball's scent was equally strong as Natalie's and he knew that this one would both strengthen him and be the first meal his offspring consume when first born into the world. But all was short lived with his thought of victory when the car slammed on its breaks and a sickening crack burst through both front and back windshield.

And the sound of the cars horn sounding continuously while resting upside down.

And all teens blacked out with the deafening sound ringing in their ears.

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