The night was cold. Bitterly cold, but this didn't effect Alexander. He strolled along the frozen walkway, perfectly at ease, admiring the beauty of the snow drifts in central park. This area was commonly deserted, so late at night, and at this time of year. No one wanted to brave the cold, or risk meeting a figure of unsavory disposition.<br/><br/>...which made it perfect hunting ground.<br/><br/>He was hungry. Parched. It had been nearly two weeks since his last feeding, as he'd been forced to keep up the charade of respectable businessman. He'd worn the suit, carried the silly little briefcase, and attended the pointless meetings, all for the purpose of following orders.<br/><br/>Orders. The shackle and chain of his otherwise perfect existence. He was bound to his creator, forced to obey her commands, and had no choice by to crave her approval... and he hated her for it. Were it not for her and her pitiful mercy, her pathetic vegetarian lifestyle, he would be free to act as he wished. He was a god among mortals, and yearned desperately to run among them freely.<br/><br/>But for now, as it was his command, he would settle for... but what was this? A new scent. There was a human near by... He heard the wet squishing rhythm of a heartbeat, and sniffed deeply. Female... definitely female. It was his lucky night. He prowled through the darkness, following the scent as it grew stronger. She was alone, he could tell, and caught a faint hint of fear on her. She was nervous about something.<br/><br/>As it has been so long since he'd had a chance like this, he couldn't help but toy with her.<br/><br/>"Evening, milady..." his tone was warm, friendy, as he approached slowly enough to avoid frightening her, "Pardon my intrusion, but I could not help but notice. What is such a stunning beauty doing so alone in surroundings so unsavory as these? It would be tragic, should harm befall you. Please, would you allow me to sit with you and see that no danger should cross our way?"<br/><br/>As it turned out, she was quite as dumb as he expected. She willingly, stupidly let her guard down. Within an hour's time, he had had his fill of fun, and pounced. The pleasant, flirtatious conversation between the two ended suddenly as he pounced upon her.<br/><br/>And the world was rid of her stupidity.<br/><br/>Full, sated, and greatly entertained, he strolled calmly back the way he had come.