Heidi
*Today started like no other! The sun high up in the sky beaming down on the poor mortals below, The rustling of leaves as a thick wind blow pass.
The sounds of birds chirping bears there's galloping and wolfs howling into the air signify that's in this overgrown thick forest, It's vibrating with life.*

*Yet, I know you didn't come here to read about how bambi and his great bear friend got along despite their natural relationship of prey and predator... Because instead of a deer galloping in the air, wanting friends and the bear hunting down next victim for flesh we have a different pre-*
Donna
"*I was going to be a easy hunt. They said not gonna take you longer than 5 minutes, they said!*" *As we cut to a giant of man whispering under his breath. Crouching down as he walks through the forest slowly and gentle with his foot softly pressing on the ground. The pressure crushing the leaves and bark yet it wasn't loud enough to spook off the animals.*

*This man right here is Magnus Whitlock, Or what some of his friends would call him when he was in service Ox, the raging bull. To be Frank, that was a very great name! The man was not only 9'6ft with bulging muscle but he was also their 'juggernaut' If they needed something to be lifted to be destroyed or to be carried, he was there, man.*

*Now you may be wondering why in the complete other fuck is this man that maybe strong as kratos is softly walking through the forest like large ballerina with rifle and that's because well, hes hunting. As funny as it seems he enjoys it, the thrill of a hunt... That's and deer make for good jerky!*

*So for now he was searching for his prey and very good jerky! He wanders... Yet not for too long.*

***Crack***

*A twig snaps in the distance with his left ear twitching lightly.*

"*It's a White-tailed buck, 239....No 279 pounds and 400 feet away. It doesn't sound like it's galloping away, so it must be eating*"
Heidi
*He says under his breath and he keeps walking forward. Back in the surface days he was taught to hunt. The reason being is well, he was navy seals, if something happened to them on their mission and their evac couldn't get them in time, they need to know how to live off the land until whatever means of escape comes.*

*In fact, it also kind of reminds him of that 1 time their team do get lost.
I had no means of evic but found a village filled with... With...*

*Snap*

*Then this giant of a man froze in place. The sound of a twig once again under the weight of a predator what made him completely stop what he was doing.*

*He couldn't recognize it... The weight was around a 100pound and it wasn't far away from him being only a 170 feet away... Behind him.*

*Not only that, it was smart very smart as it tried to minimize its pressure making the snap so light. His 2 best guess was either a female wolf or a females mountain lion... If it was one of the two, it wouldn't be hunting alone. A male would usually accompany it, but he doesn't know how many?*

*Rustl*

*As leaves gently brush against something shaking so softly into the air, giving him more of a signal that it was now 75 feet away from him. Whenever the fuck this was, it was fast...*

*And so he needed to be faster... He searches on the ground for a log and gently lifts it up. As his entire plan was, he was gonna silde it on the ground to his left side and dashes to his right. Making confusion to the animal as the two noises were going to interlap with each other.*

*Swish!*

**Swish!**

*As he does just that with the 2 sounds almost Intertwining with each other. He dashes to his right away from the log and hopefully away from the animal, but... I think this...*

*'Predator' Was smarter than your average animal. Because this one knew how to hunt it's very exclusive 'Prey' for a long, long time now.*
Jonathon
Nymphette may have had maybe a tiny little bit of addiction issues. Well the woman had many... Many issues but her latest. Wow. It was her most dangerous. 

She was following this man 'or beast' she thought to herself. A little psychotic giggle following afterwards. She had followed him for a while now. Watching him learning his patterns. To be frank the man wasn't very concerned about ever needing help he always just bulldozed through any problem. 

His hunting skills however impressed her greatly. The way he could find absolutely anything. Kill absolutely anything. It's what was so addicting to her. She needed him. She craved him. 

Today was her usual following routine. She didn't like to call it stalking she was just following after all. She watched him from far enough away and then of course she got distracted by how much of beast this man is and she forgets to be quiet breaking a branch, rustling leaves. 

Her eyes widen and she darts around she knew how he would react that simple little log trick he loved to do. She followed the opposite of the sound finally having enough of this little hiding game. 

She stood there not too close but still far from him and smiles and waved. A tiny little crazed look on her face. "HIIIII" She shouts and her little tail wags.
Donna
*He fist pumps the air as he madly chuckles under his breath. No longer Feeling feeling the presence of another stalking him, it seems like he finally got away from the...*

*Goosebumps came over him as he hears A rather feminine voice behind him yelling, hi!*

*With speed striking faster than lightning his entire body, the turns 180, sliding his rifle off of his left arm into his hand. This voice was too bubbly, too happy to be a lost stranger too!*

*As his entire body, finally completely turns around, his face was expressionless and ice cold. The same expression that he would days an army.*

*All it means he was dead focus and was damn ready to do whatever it takes to survive... That was until he saw a lady with black leather jacket, a pink crop top and pants with black combat boots...*

"..." *He blinks gently as once that ice cold expression appeared, it disappeared. She must have really gotten lost... But it was still a little confusing. Why she was but him the same exact spot of whatever the fuck was stalking him... But then again, coincidence and chance was always a thing. So he was gonna give her the better of the doubt... Just this once..*

"Uh... Hi missy? Are you lost or something? Because if you are the path is 5 minutes away, going straight, you'll find a gravel trail and then a large map that'll point you back to the parking lot."

 *He says with his rifle lowered down, staring at her. A lot of things was off about her, First off, was that damn smile It was beautiful, but a little crazed... And you may be saying but Magnus! You don't know what crazy is!*

*Oh he have seen it before multiple times from cult leaders that wants to play God to Terrorist. That's too selfish to understand that what they're doing is on them, and it's their fault... And we don't talk about the case of racoon city. That is a can of warms for another day, Anyways, he knows what crazy looks like.*

*She is slowly fitting it, then there's like aura about her. That's also making him feel awful a little bit. But he doesn't know what it could be or he could be wrong and just a bit jumpy... He hopes he's fucking wrong*
Jonathon
Nymphette giggles as he points the gun at her. This man never changed always the same reaction. Shoot first think later.

She just tilted her head as he spoke. She furrowed her brows a little and completely ignored all his comments and walked up to him not speaking another word. 

'I wonder what he's thinking right now. He has such a confused little face right now' she thinks to herself with each step up to him. Was she probably insane for doing this? Most likely. Did she care? Not at all. 

She studied his face and stood on her tippy toes to look at him Closer. "Wow I ain't ever seen him this close before" She mumbles not realising she was saying it out loud and she touches his arm with a finger. "Oooo you're actually real too" She mumbles again not once realising she's saying this out loud. The girl then giggled and looked up at him and rested back on her feet. Holding her hand out "Hi I'm Nymphette"
Donna
*As he waits for her reply, He blinks as she takes a step forward.*

"Wooh now stay right where you are miss, There's predators about it and I don't know if they're still stalking me In other words, I kind of don't want you to..." *As she takes another step forward... Her head tilting gently to decide as he kind of figures, she's ignoring his question confusement was understatement.*

*As he was completely very perplexed at her behavior. Did he feel like he was in danger? No, not really and that's why he was confused, because that aura of uneasiness isn't disappearing.*

*As she finally approach him fully, his heights was overshadowing her quite literally. As he looks down at her his left eyebrow raised*

"Ma'am?" *Has she got on her tippy toes getting a closer look at him. Hearing what she mumbles on her breath he gently reels his face back.*

*'What the fuck does she mean she never seen me this close?' She poked the man with hunter gear on the arm.*

*She could fill his bulging muscles of pure steel unmoving. She couldn't get much of the film as he moved his arm back. Looking at her even more confused as she mumbles once again under her breath. 'Yes, of course, I'm real. Why wouldn't I be?'*

"... Well hello there nympette am Magnus... Are you okay? Did you eat something from the forest before meeting me like a mushroom or pink berry?" 

*He ask a bit concerned as she holds out her hand, he doesn't touch it.*

*It wasn't out of disrespect more, so whatever she was on. If she ate something from the forest, she could be tripping And whatever it could be, couldn't still be on her hands. The only reason why hes probably not tripping balls right now.*

*It's because of his gear it didn't have any exposed skin except for his hands. For he wasn't wearing gloves today he forgot them in the car. So he doesn't also want to be hallucinating, if he needed to take her to a hospital. In fact, he took 4 steps backwards getting some room against them.*
Jonathon
Nymphette frowns and crosses her arms. Watching him step back. 'What is he doing, why is he looking at me like that' she thought. 

She smiles again hoping to ease his uncomfort. But most likely it was her slightly crazed smile. She stepped closer relaxing her smile. 

"Hmm, you're a lot more wierd up close. Where's the scary giant man I've been watching." And she walks around him quite quickly looking at him and hums. 

"Much more prettier up close too" She says and licks her tiny fangs. On the inside she was going crazy she couldn't believe she was actually talking to him. Sure she was slightly crazy but she did have a soul.

"It is a pleasure to finally speak to you Magnus. A much prettier name than the one I picked" She said and smiled nicely and sweetly
Donna
"...." *As she relax her slight crazed smile to one of sweet and warmth. It would have been completely fine if she didn't say the first sentence.*

*You see, he has always been a paranoid bastard with his line of work, it's a very, very understandable reason. So those last word choices may his hair stand on end, He just got out here 5 minutes ago looking for dear So there's no way in those 5 fucking minutes. She would have seen the 'Scary giant man' In fact, he haven't shown that side of him since it's time in the army... So just how fucking long has she been watching, knowing, spying on him?!*

*As his mind races around with thought of just how long? She does the same but instead walks around him licking her tiny fangs like she was hungry... He only takes a very, very deep sigh and looks down at her.*

" I hope you may forgive me but cut the bullshit nymph, why are you watching me and how long? And what 'prettier' name have you picked out for me?" *As this once concerned giant is no back to his old army roots, a more serious and colder man that just want answers and he assumed that she got a lot.*
Jonathon
She almost doesn't hear anything after the nickname he gave her. Nymph. She liked it, no doubt looking at him like he was the most prized possession. She shook her head a little to focus. She needed focus right now. 

"Oh not too long just since like a while ago. Maybe a year idk whenever you passed through my village. Your nickname is beary it's kinda like Barry if your name was Barry and like the way you fight is just so animalistic. It's so incredible to watch." She started to ramble and then stopped herself poking him in the chest. 

In an annoyed tone she starts, "And by the way, what if I wasn't me and I was a fast vampire huh, you gotta mix up your tactics or your gonna get hurt" She said. It almost seemed like her emotions changed so often like she was constantly running 500mph in her head.
Donna
*He completely goes silent he knew he recognized her for somewhere. 4 years ago when he was Taking his second tour into Spain.*

*The conference over there got pretty fucking bad, A local terrorist group was not only trying to make a name for themselves with their radical beliefs of destroying the complete world. But with weapons of mass destructions that they stole off of a United States naval ship, Missiles, atom bombs, the works. So he sent his fineness To clean up the job that a lot of folks didn't want to do.*

*He sent the navy seals it was him, his brother, Jackie and Kane. Everything went without atouch until their ship was blown out the sky. With him getting flung out and crashing in the middle of the forest and that's when their village found him. 'The golden giant' they called him not only because of his large heights but also his blood is gold literally.*

*To say that he was not grateful to that village was understatement. Not only did they patch him up but they also taught him how to hunt how to survive in the wilderness with their greatest gift of all.*

*They helped him find the rest of his team and also spook the living shit out of the terrorist group to make them surrender and give up.*

*He had more stories of his time there, but he don't remember seeing her in that village... But of course he doesn't remember! Because the village he was mainly staying at wasn't the same village she was from.*

*For you see there was two villages one that was called promdbrokie and the Other that was called prondbrook.*

*One that he accidentally discovered third his first week with promdbrokie, The reason why he actually discovered it. Because they look so much similar same ears, same skin complexion smiling ear from ear little weirdly once they saw him but also just... Just there was a uneasy about the entire place and it was ghostly empty on his second trip there.*

*When he went back and reported his findings to the chief, the man looked at him with complete fear. Almost like he had an aneurysm, As he remembers the exact words he told him.*

*'Listen here and listen close boy. Never, ever in your entire life. You ever wander into that damned village. Its filled with tricksters, Heartless bastards and monsters, You're just lucky to even be Alive*' 

*And so he never wander To that village ever again, whatever since that day. He always had a eerie feeling he was being watched.*

*So now it brings up the question. What village was she a part of?*

*He completely zoned out before snapping himself. Back as he feels her poking his chest*

" Well, you don't look like a vampire, nor do you smell like one. And besides, if you was you would have been burnt by the sun or Try to drain me on my blood right now. As we speak, which are not doing so. So you're not a vampire, you're just... A cat... Rather big cat Also, that is a pretty name for me, beary..." *As he was getting off tracked once again the scratching the back of his head*

"But thank you for your concern. Like I ask earlier and I will ask once again. Why are you following me?"
Jonathon
It was now Nymphettes turn to freeze. She however wasn't as good as hiding it. Her eyes widened and her cheeks reddened. Her ears went back slightly and she swayed on her feet. 

"Well that is a really really good question you have." She says and her mood drops a little. That's all she says before she puts a smile back on her face. 

"I had to get out of that place, you were a new person and you knew how to get out so I followed. That's it, that is completely and totally my only answer" She said almost as if she was trying to convince herself as well. 

She had a bad time in that village, the horrors she went through growing up were traumatising to anyone. She hated talking about that place it always sent her into this daze having flashbacks of it all. 

Shaking her head trying to rid herself of those thoughts. Which sometimes makes her murderous. Only for her own protection of course.
Donna
*He let's out a very deep sigh. As he straps his rifle back on to his right shoulder. Was it a horrible idea to lower your guard fuck Yes! But as the uneasy feeling only deepens, he ignores it.*

*He gets down on one knee as he was face-to-face with her. Looking deep into our eyes, His shaggy hair covering his eyes but she definitely know that he's staring into hers.*

" I would have been completely fine with your statement if it wasn't that it has been four years now."

"So you must be following me for another reason Look, I'm not gonna home yet. If you do tell me the truth no matter how bad it possibly could be, your uh 'beary' Is listening to you? So give me the truth, please." *All of this wasn't adding up at all. Those 4 years of what he can safely assume stalking behavior. Just to find out of that village, when she is clearly out of the village? He knows this because he sees her right here. Not only that, but that amount of time that his friends know they saw something around the base or when they're on missions*

*Even the times when he was on the field for those 3 years, the moment when he would conveniently found ammunition or rations when they ran **Completely** Dry. If that was because of her, then there was a reason more than wanting to find a out that she could have left anytime. But she didn't instead she acted like his... Fluffy guardian angel if that's even a thing.*

*In fact, that's actually one of the few reasons why hes not freaking out completely. That's and well in this line of service He has met far worse. Devil's, literal world enders, God's... Having a stalker wasn't the scariest*
Jonathon
Nymphette watches him carefully stepping back when he kneels down. She freezes and her eyes widen a little more. She fiddles with her fingers and her ears drop. 

"Wow... I.. Em didn't realise it had been that long, I just had to get out of that place. You were new you must've knew how to get out and then I just liked watching you." 

She chuckles a little and rolls her eyes. "And damn do you get yourself and those others into some sticky situations." 

Her smile came back before it replaced with a smirk and she booped his nose, "Don't worry beary I don't mind the killing either it's quite attractive I must say"
Donna
*So she like watching me huh? Well, now that makes complete sense. For you see, the brain is a very, very funny place. Funny, as in you never known how hooked you are on something before you realize later down on the road. The best example is breathing.*

*I know that seems weird, for example, but if you think about it. The first time you are born, you breathe automatically without thinking or anyone telling you to even breathe. Then before you know it at age six, in elementary you learn about the lungs I was something you didn't even know was a thing also kept you alive.*

*Same thing with her stalking behavior, Her first goal was to get out and then after that was to watch, then to give and watch, then turn into learning his patterns, giving what ever he needs to survive and watching. With only 4 years down the road, she's just figuring out that simple waiting to be free turned into well 4 years of stalking.*

*But I think about it is what he wonders so much. Why is she talking to him now instead of 2 years ago? There has been a handful of times where she could have dropped in and announced, and he would have any clue.*

*The time where he was in the hospital from a IED blast under the Humvee. To the other time that he got lost in the forest. There has been so many times she could have come in on announcements and just took complete the club control of the situation, but she never did.*

*He pauses and tilts his head to the side, while she boops his nose. If those words wasn't a red flag, he doesn't know what it would be.*

"... Well, I never thought I would ever hear. Taking a life would be attractive but then again? Here we are. I'm glad you're honest nymph So I'm not pissed besides that. You also really did help me out on the field, so if anything you deserve a hug actually even more for saving me and my men lives multiple times over."

"But I do have a question for you? What about for now on instead of stalking, you could just walk beside me? I already know you're stalking me as you can see am not pissed and well If I were to be frank? If I told Hey! You have to stop watching me. I think you would still do it anyways, so why not just start being around me more permanently and closer like this? You already know where I live."

"I think you broke into my house multiple times already by the way, quit stealing my jackets, because I swear every time I get home one of my jackets is missing, hoodies and my shirts... Infact is that my jacket you got on, it looks alittle baggie?" *As he leans trying to get a closer look at the black leather jacket.*