"They always run at first." Stavros sighed as he put the cat down and straightened his suit.<br/>whistling down the street he made the fire fight back and consumer the street. She ran,she ran like she had a short life. One short miserable and quickly fleeting life. She was such a human. "You gotta start somewhere I guess." As she ran towards the hospital Stavros followed slowly and in the shadows.<br/>As she visited each of her friends as did he. After each of her visits all of her friends would be forgotten. Some he made go completely crazy. The ones on life support he cut off. That left the ones she hung around. During the coming days he blocked every single memory her close friends had of her. She didn't want the easy way, so she got what she deserved. She got the cold hard truth of mortality.