Clear sky with stars (Nem)

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Mango
“The best and most beautiful things
in the world cannot be seen
or even touched.
They must be felt with
the heart.”

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A black furred face slowly turned, yellow eyes glowing with a bitter note. Beneath the harsh look, there was a fading hue of happiness. It was only slight because it was starting to bloom. Like a miracle, a smile was there on its muzzle. He looked away softly, as if he was embarassed. Mango shook her head, as she knew this bashful act was definitely not Shadow. Not the one she grew adorned of.

Soon, the image of the black feline's counterance transformed into a different feline. Dark brown and tan fur colors blended in the picture, the smile somehow, now different. It was a little off, dangerously close to the edge of evilness. Wicked was more accurate. Above the sly smirk, green eyes vibrated with energy. This time, happiness was not there at all. Only darkness.

Mango gasped, her head hitting something. "Ow!" She quietly muttered as she looked up. Dark chocolate eyes glared at the branch warily. Oh, it was only a dream. Shaking her head, the gray tabby frowned.

This was the sixth time she had this nightmare. Days before, she met Shadow and fell in love. The black tom was good for her. He saved her life and stayed with her. It was a nice thing, but the dark images and dreams of the old cat she once loved scared her deeply. The core of-

"Roxan Chase?" She whispered quietly as she turned around, her eyes landing on the sleeping body of a tom. The scent was foreign...tropical-like. It was definitely not Shadow. What was he doing here?

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Roxan was having such a good dream. Many would consider it a nightmare; Roxan Chase lived for the nightmare. The dream was that of blood and murder. That of seduction and power. Roxan Chase dreamed that he was god and he had control over life. He controlled the weather; It rained sorrow and the winds carried daggers to bleed into the rivers of rage and anger. He decided whom lived; Only those who succumbed and served him had a life worth living. The weak would kill themselves because of the choice not to serve their deity. He dreamed he could have anything he wanted!

It all ended when a scent drifted to his nose. It was her. Roxan felt his eyes flutter open and immediately his demonic smile was consuming his dark face. Almond eyes were narrowed and spoke of the horrors of his dream. Someday, he would love to fulfill that dream his mind tempted him into. He had many of the aspects his dream had portrayed; He was seductive, oh yes. He was a murderer. The thought tasted so sweet! He loved his devious self. Conceited? Who cares.

Mango. Roxan smirked his eyes piercing into Mango's like the daggers he had dreamt of just recently. He didn't search for anything; Today's meeting wasn't going to be like they had been in the past. Roxan would no longer try to convince her. He would let her crawl to him. Roxan could have any woman he wanted but something about this one always bit him in the ass. However, he refused to give her power now. If he kept trying to persuade her, he would seem desperate. That would give her power to torture him. He would not let this happen.

Now, he wasn't giving in. He was only switching positions, creating a new tactic. If this wouldn't work over time, well, Roxan would use force. He smiled darkly at the thought.

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So what if you can see, the darkest side of me!
No one will ever change this animal I have become!

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Mango

"I bet you are more than happy."

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Mango had to gasp at the sound of her name. Countless felines called her by her name coldly, harshly, and with a deadly hiss. She could stare down her enemy who dares to whisper her name. Somehow, she flinched at her former lover's voice. It was a pity, hearing that sweet sound, only to know that it was coated deeply with the poison like chocolate covered candy.

She could turn away. She could stand up and leave. But she was stuck in this position. If she wish to move an inch, Roxan would have another lame excuse to touch her. And she did not want him to lay a paw on her. Helpless and completely alone, she wondered where Shadow was. Shadow was supposed to be here, nesting next to her. Probably he went out for a dawn hunt. She prayed that he was safe.

Being an expert at hiding her emotions, dark chocolate eyes betrayed her. All felines had their own Achilles heel. Her eyes was her weakness she could not hide from. Not when a powerful feeling, an intense one like hatred, poured outside of her. Keeping her breathing steady, she replied, "You are here. I am here. I bet you are more than happy."

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