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Every day it's the same thing. Get up go to work. Go home go to bed. Repeat over and over this boring cycle taring my insides apart. The problem is. I know there is more to life than just this and for some reason I can't shake my head of that thought that I know I am more than a boring cycle.

Zenia looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth day dreaming of something better. Spitting the last of her tooth paste out she looks back up sighing.

"I am more than this. I am not a cycle I am not a number." She stated talking to herself in the mirror.

Zenia looked down at her watch.

"Shit." She said as she grabbed her jacket running for the door. Locking up she began her walk down the side walk to her work.

Zenia worked in a back diner as a waitress. A small town it was everyone knew everyone and all around it lined trees and mountains. It would be a lovely place to live except things were just off with the people around her. Everyone seemed like they were on drugs. Too happy for their own good. Zenia never understood what the hell was wrong with them until one night she stayed up too late smoking a cigarette on her porch.

3 am in the morning and she couldn't get the incident off her mind as she sat staring into the darkness before her. Kay had come into work that day. Kay was one of her best friend co workers. There was something off with Kay. Her eyes looked like she was looking through everyone she wouldn't speak she just stared like she lost her damn mind. That was never Kay. She was outgoing. So seeing this struck Zenia as very odd. She continued on the day worrying more and more about Kay. She had walked into the back room seeing Kay stand and stare at the wall and not move like she had lost her damn mind.

She took another draw on her cig and released the smoke. Right as she seen a figure drop to the ground from the sky. Zenia jumped a little in her chair but wasn't scared more curious as what the fuck it was. She stared at the figure as it's back was to her across the street. It moved at a speed her eyes could barley keep up with as it went to the front door and opened it like it held the keys to that house. That was her neighbor Marly, Marly was a 60 year old woman who rarely ever came out her house.

A few moments past as she continued to look on to the situation before her. When she seen the figure carrying Marly out the door and jump to the sky like she weighed nothing as if it weighed nothing. Zenia ran to the street looking up into the seeing nothing. Zenia stared up into the sky for moments longer until she finally was smart enough to run back home and grab her phone and dial 911. Yet that was all she remembered and it was so fuzzy she thinks it was all some form of realistic dream.

That same night

Xavior pov

"Majesty." Jackson my second in command came running into my room in my ship. I laid sprawled out with my naked women next to me. He spun around looking like he was punched in the face.

"I..I am sorry your highness, unfortunately I had to intercept this call to their police." He stated holding our Lemiax which is used for intercepting, hacking and calls and tracking.

"Hand it here." Xavior said holding out his hand as he stood the blanket dropping at his feet there he stood in all his glory. Xavior was many things and insecurities was defiantly not apart of him. Xavior put Lemiax up to his ear.

"Hello? Did you hear anything I said?" The sweet sounding woman said into the phone. Her voice sounding between fire and honey.

"Oh, I do apologize can you repeat what you said?" Xavior asked her.

"Something dropped from the sky and took my neighbor." She replied. Yet Xavior barely heard any fear in her voice.

"Have you been doing drugs?" Xavior asked trying to end the call so he could get back to his women. Any one who heard her would call her nuts so he wasn't worried at all he didn't understand why Jackson was so concerned.

"You think if I was I would tell you?" She retorted back sounding irritated.

"No I guess your right. Miss what is your location?"

"You know what? I got this don't worry about it." With that she hung up.

Xavior looked back to Jackson.

"What do we do?" Jackson asked.

"Nothing don't waste my time again."

"Yes sir.." Jackson responded nodding his head and leaving his room. Xavior head felt like it was spinning her fiery sweet voice sounded in his head like a whisper.

I got this.

I got this.

I got this.

Fuuuckkkk.

"Get out." Xavior told the women in a menacing tone. The women scurried leaving their clothes running out naked. They were the ship whores. No one cared about them other than for sex.

Placing his clothes on he left his room to the control center.

"Track it." He said as he walked in looking at Jackson instantly understanding. Xavior stood back watching the screen in front of him start tracking where the call came from. When it finally landed on its destination.

"Suit me."Xavior stated as men ran around him placing a suit on him. When they were done he walked to the exit of the ship.

"When I pass these doors drop me."

As he passed through the first set of doors and they closed behind him the floor dropped underneath him sending him spiraling down towards earth. He flipped himself as he fell turning on his anti gravity suit. Slowly he began to fly instead of falling. He pulled out his Lemiax following the directions to the house she was located at.

4am

He slowly landed onto the street and walked to her door. Waving his hands around the lock it unlocked and he walked in. He searched one room after the next and yet no sign of her.

"Control center." Xavior spoke into his wrist that held a communicator.

"Control center to his highness."

"Have we ever placed a tracker into the women who lives here." A few moments passed until a response was made.

"No your highness."

"Okay. Last 2 hours who did we take near her?" A few more moments passed as he stood waiting.

"60 year old woman. Looks like right across the street. House number 5083." Xavior walked to the door seeing the old ladies address.

"Got it." He stated as he walked across the street walking right into the older woman's house. He listened to see if he could hear breathing and sure enough he heard something to his right. The breathing became faster right as he heard a whoosh. His arm sprung into action. As an object came flying at him.

"WHERE IS SHE?!" She screamed at Xavior.

"Calm down! I'm her grandson I was coming to stay the night! How would I know?" The woman walked next thing he knew lights were on.

"You are not her grandson." She stated pointing a knife at him from across the room.

"And how would you know?" Xavior asked not worried about the knife.

"She doesn't have any." She stated still staring at him. Xavior walked slowly towards her like a predator stalking it's prey.

"Stay back or I'll cut your dick off after I stab you." She stated pointing the knife more at him.

That didn't stop Xavior. Instead he waved his hand making the knife fly out her hand into the wall 10 feet away. Smiling at her. Yet she didn't move. She was either brave or very stupid.

"What are you?" She asked.

"Worried about what I am compared your life?" He said smiling as he was now close enough she could slap the fuck out of him if she wanted to. Instead she eyed him.

"If you were going to kill me you would have done it by now." She stated as if she knew for sure this was the truth.

"Honey I like to play before I kill." He said smiling as he reached up touching her face. This woman was so sure she was safe. Right as his hand reached her face both their skins began to glow with blue veins.

"What the fuck." He whispered as he stared at his hand on her face. His eyes slowly traced until he seen her eyes. A sparkle shocked through them the minute his eyes landed on hers. Killing was no longer an option. Instead he slipped his hand to the back of her head pulling her face fast to his. Slamming his lips on her. The pleasure that spread through him was nothing he ever experienced. He pulled from her so they could breathe.

"Mine. Every bit of you is mine." He stated as he pulled her closer slamming his lips back on her. It was like they were both high on pleasure as they continued their make out sliding their hands everywhere on each other. Falling onto the couch without breaking their kisses. Xavior broke first as he kissed her down her neck. Slowly moving it until he was just below her back hair line. He bit her marking her. She was his all his and she will never have a choice. Black swirls followed his bite. He heard her release a moan causing him to want to take her all that much more but unfortunately he was going to take her home erase her memories of right now and leave her. He wants her to remember when he takes her in every single way no man ever has.