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Some Monsters Are Human
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Malik stayed back far enough that she could not hear him. The Force wrapped around him and he was able to see her easily from a distance. They were in the outskirts of town now. She checked her Wallet and then kept walking. He was puzzled. So she wasn't going home to someone. She was going somewhere she needed directions to.

He sighed. Perhaps this had been a mistake. But he was out and she was up to something. He would at least satisfy his curiosity. It always had to be right, it had to be something that he truly felt in his bones. He'd been out many times before, back in Chicago, when he'd found no one. This night would probably be the same, but he might as well see it through.

They walked for quite a distance, the neighborhood thinning to run-down houses interspersed with trees like weeds. He heard dogs bark in the distance, saw the occasional light on inside. He wondered what she was doing there. A young woman- he guessed she was pretty, though not his type- out here was asking to be raped and worse.

A thought occurred to him and he smiled. Perhaps that was exactly what she was doing. A vigilante, a woman who'd been pushed over the edge by some heinous crime- rape or worse- and was now using herself as bait, ready with her dagger and sword. Stupid, of course. She had to weigh 100 pounds and was not over 5 feet tall. She'd be dead or worse at the whim of someone like that- more likely lots of someones. It would not be pretty.

His smile widened. This could work very well. She'd draw the damned to him, unaware that a dark angel watched over her. His teeth showed. This could be quite fun after all. His heart beat faster and his breaths became deeper, in preparation. It wasn't his favorite. He usually liked to take his time, to extract the justice and the admissions over a while, so that they really understood why they died. But taking out a pack of would-be rapists would do.

She turned a side-street and as he followed he saw an open area surrounded by trees. Two squad cars were parked, lights illuminating everything. Yellow crime scene tape cordonned off a section where there was little activity at this hour. It was pretty much deserted except for the cops that were in their cars. They must have been guarding the place.

Moscow winters were cold, but he'd bet that the scene had been processed earlier and just needed some paperwork to release it back to the city. A news story he'd scene when he got back from the gym that afternoon flashed to his mind. Another body of a young girl had been found. All the victims so far had been kidnapped and then tortured before being killed and dumped. The were calling the killer The Butcher. The last one had been in this area, just outside of town. This must be the location where the body was found, dumped like trash. His nostrils flared. Now that was a person he'd like to meet. He coudn't help but smile and draw on the Force more strongly. That would be a very good day.

She stood, watching scene from a distance. She didn't seem scared. Though she kept back, she didn't really hide the fact that she was looking around, as if trying to find something. His head tilted. This was getting more odd. What was she doing there? Had the latest victim been her sister or someone she knew? He thought about her weapons and shook his head. Did she think to stop the guy?

Abruptly, she started off in another direction, away from the police. He followed to see what happened.
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