A bead of sweat formed on the brow of the sleeping form of Xev. She was
having 'that' dream again.
 Her smooth forehead wrinkled up, the bead of sweat gently rolled down
towards her nose. The droplet veered to the left and began a slow descent
towards her eye. The droplet caressed her eyelids like the lover she had
dreamt of so many times, and from her eye the bead streaked down her cheek
and rolled off onto the silky gauze of her bed.
 It was the dream of another species, a part of her body that she was aware
of only in instinct and dreams. The dreams always made her hurt, they made
her hungry.

Tweedle shot upwards and out of his bed, onto the eerily warm floor. He
really hated that dream.

Kai did not sleep, he was dead and frozen. But he, his persona, was free to
relieve the memories of the many hundreds His Divine Shadow had killed and
stolen from them everything that made them them.
 It was his favourite memory, there were lots of balloons. He had a fondness
for balloons. Lots of balloons.

 790 abruptly halted his calculations on exactly how much 'Loving' Xev would
need for her love slave libido to be completely satisfied, when he felt
someone's presence in the room.
'Tweedle' he thought with venom, he began to program a siren, 'Back again to
pester the peach of all joy'. That was 790's last coherent thought before
someone knocked him down, permanently jarring his program.

Kai didn't try to move as the blade cut through the tissues of his knee, he
was restrained anyway. It was dark around Kai, Kai was not in the dark
though. A shining column of light held the darkness at bay from the center
of Kai's body. The person who was dismembering Kai refused to be seen.
 The blade sank into his groin and began to cut. An age old memory told him
that this was his cue to scream. He was a bad actor,

She growled proudly with killer reptile happiness. Her tongue flicked out
against the blades edge, she licked, savouring the tiny traces of
Proto-blood and Kai's flesh. "Stanley!" she called out loudly, "I will do it
with you if you come here now". She put the knife down in a secretive spot
and sat down, crossing her legs in a way that was bound to get Stanley
going.
She was so damn hungry.
 
 
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