Your OC is being stalked by the one above :^0

That day Veletha was doing her usual round around the perimeter of her territory, it was a tranquil night and she seemed more calm than usually. With a quick flip of her wings she slowly got her feet on the ground as she balanced her weight. Veletha didn't actually tried to hide her horns and tail as any human that would approach her would be instinctively killed, maybe she was being too arrogant. Suddenly she heard a small footstep behind her as she walked down the small park she flew in and with a sharp turn she noticed a flick of brown hair. She felt goosebumps on her skin and with a slow pace she reached her stalker, it was a strange feeling for her to be the prey instead of the hunter.

She didn't like that.

With a growl she grabbed Billy by his hoodie's neck, making him face her eyes to eyes. Her bright red pupils got even bigger and numerous black scales started to pop out of her skin.

"Listen, low piece of human dirt. I don't care about your motive for following me but don't ever try to do that ever again." She said showing her bright white teeth as her tail moved nervously behind her. Smelling a strong scent of food she slowly let Billy go, he was kind of cute and she didn't want to waste her energy on such a low threat. So she only puffed out a big cloud of green smoke in his face and with a malicious smile she walked away from the man, not without muttering a small warning behind her teeth.

"If I smell your scent in my territory once again, I won't hesitate to kill you."

The only sound in the cool, silent night was Rosie's feet tapping against the wet bricks. She ran, a weird sense of dread tingling up her spine until she had to stop for breath. Yet in the silence, the tapping of feet continued.
"Oh god," Her breath hitched when she realised it was growing nearer. "W-w-w-w-who the f-f-fuck is following m-"
Her eyes grew wide as she saw a creature emerge before her, like something from a story book. "Woah. You are... incredible." She gasped, hesitantly walking towards Veletha. "Please.. Follow me... My laboratory is jus- Uh, I mean, I'd love to know you better."

Robi lazily strolled in his lab, he was going to his project, which was held somewhere else in the building. He loosened his shoulders, confident with the security measures installed and lack of fear of anyone wanting to peek into his work.

As his beloved carbine rocked in swathe with his stride, he proceeds down a long hallway, whilst guided by the overhead signs denoting the locations of various labatories. Then, all of a sudden, he hears a noise. He wasn't alone in the complex. The first reaction would be to yell whose there but chances are he might scare them away. He peers behind him and creeps back a few steps, the way he came, and looked to see that a janitor's 'Wet Floor' sign has been toppled over, which was usually standing a few minutes ago. He sighed and went to put it back up but as he turned around, he was staring at man.

The shock nearly tripped him over and realised who he was. It was one of the "lab rats" that has gotten out of it's cage.

"Wandering out my research complex are you? I guess you broke protocol..." He glared.

Kaos hummed happily to himself as he strutted down alleyway after alleyway, feeling quite pleased about the days work. Of course, the blood coating his underbelly and paws made it all the more satisfying. He didn't bother to wipe it off, no need to in the dead of night when even the bats went to sleep and everything was still except for the occasional moth which flitied around a street la-

Kaos stopped walking abruptly. He heard it, the sound of a can being knocked over. He turned around, the hair raising up on his back. His enhanced night vision worked it's wonders, and he could see them. A stranger, trying to hide from Kaos. He snickered to himself. Seems he was going to get more blood on his paws today. He saw the stalkers eyes widen as Kaos approached, which only made him feel more powerful.

"Why, hello there." Not wasting any time, the smile on his face broke apart into a  wide grin, with teeth that could rip someone to shreds. He raised a paw, and unsheathed razor sharp claws. He tilted his head innocently, giving a new wicked smile and flicking his tail. "Now tell me before I rip you to shreds right here and now."

"Why are you following me?"

Luos barely changes his smug expression despite noticing he's being stalked, as if it weren't a big deal to him. "Oh! are you a lost kitten~? or something~~?" he chuckles darkly. "Aww you're so cute~~~ I'll have to take you to my home~~ I love cats~~" Luos kneels down and pets Kaos' head and smiles "I treat pets like you very well... Lots of care~~" he says with an untrustworthy smile.

Zinkur sat down on a park bench and tapped her clawed toes in anger. She knew he was following her! She could smell him.

At least, she thought she smelled him. All these earrings really messed up her sense of smell...

Turning her head, she used her 2nd pupils to see if there way anybody there. An Irken can use a sort of "snake vision" if it's too dark, or the circumstances leave her unable to find her target. And well, this seemed like a good time to use these forgotten pupils.

And, there he was! A person-shaped blob of heat was about 40 yards from her, hiding behind a tree. She smirked and switched her vision back to it's normal self.

"I see you there!~", Zinkur called in an almost flirty manner. She crossed her arms and let out a sly giggle. "If you wanted to tell me up close how pretty I am, you should've just come up and tell me. Instead, you've wasted your time."

"I would've flirted with you, however I only flirt with cute things.", Luos said, finally stepping out from behind a tree. "I was actually stalking you to find out if--"

"I do not care", Zinkur said as she got up and walked away. "I have no information you could possibly want. Goodbye!"

At first, it seemed like Chance didn't notice, or at the very least didn't seem too concerned. They tapped away absentmindedly on their phone, sending another text to their boyfriend that would probably never be read. They stepped deeper into the alleyway, humming softly to themselves until suddenly they abruptly stopped with a giggle. 

"Do you think I'm stupid?" They called out cheerily, still not turning around. "I know you've been following me for a while, you're not THAT quiet, after all..." Grinning brightly, they turned to face Zinkur, pocketing their phone. "So, tell me... Why are you following me?" They stepped closer to the uriken, the grin not wavering "Did you come to kill me? Or did you want something else? I'm expecting an answer if you're expecting to walk away in one piece."

Flan was the first to notice a strange person following them, but even when he shared his suspicions with Tanya, the girl didn't seem to care. The only thought that was occupying the magical girl's mind was a thought about getting home as soon as possible to have some rest from all those magical girl's duties and drink a bottle or two of cold beer waiting for her in the fridge. However, Flan was much more worried about their follower than Tanya, so the creature decided to get in contact with the person while his negligent magical girl was smoking on a bench.

 Flan's suspicion grew bigger and bigger with the distance he was passing through: the person wasn't a human for sure, he could feel it even though they still were pretty far away from each other, that wasn't good at all. When Flan got close enough to the person for them to hear him, he stopped. "I've noticed you have some interest in following us, haven't you?" He asked in a neutral way, it wasn't in his interest to start a fight, he wanted to avoid any conflicts and peacefully solve the problem the person had with them. "So, I suppose we should introduce ourselves first. I'm Flan and that girl on the bench over there is Tanya, it's such a pleasure too meet such an interesting person as you, I hope we will do without any bloodshed..."

Falche turned sharply, then caught himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he could make out the edges of the person(?) who was following him. She(?) appeared to be simply a teenage girl, with some sort of... small creature floating along.

Nothing threatening, by appearance - but if there was one thing you learned as a mesmer, it was that appearances could lie. And if you were especially diligent, and very very fortunate in your learning, you found that intuition had a way of perceiving even when your eyes were fooled.

And right now, his intuition was whispering warnings into his ear.

He rested a hand lightly against the left side of his chest, where he could feel the lump of a crystal hidden beneath the cloth. Enough magic for a clone-and-cloak spell - something to create a distraction and hide himself from sight. Enough time to escape, if he needed it.

He weighed his options, then spoke.

"Are you lost?" he said, his voice direct but carefully calm.

Vincent had been on edge as of late.

It started a few months ago, when that creepy looking bloke had come in asking to see him. The receptionist had noticed something was up and had sent him off, but it didn't stop him from coming again, and again, and again.

The strange man gave Vincent the creeps, which he could safely say didn't happen too often. He was fed up with this creep. He kept showing up at places near where he lived, asking the locals for his address, and, if possible, his number.

Vincent, having spotted the man nearby, scowled, marching right up to the guy and giving him a rough shove in the chest. he had to look down slightly to be eye level with him, but now wasn't the time to dwell on that fact. "What the hell do you want from me, you freaky sod!"

Veronica took no notice of the man when he first came into the library. The sigil registered him as human, without magic or augmentation. Maybe that caused her to underestimate him. Or ignore him. Everyone was welcome in Myrefall, of course, but the more mundane patrons needed less attention. She asked if he needed help, led him to his science books, and then was on her way to keep her sister from breaking something.

She didn't take notice when he came back. Or the next time. Or the next time. It was a library, after all. She didn't notice how he was always in the archives when she was there alone. Or how he'd been carefully checking the lock to her sub-basement apartment when no one else was around. She didn't notice the scientist-glint in his eye. Even humans could see through her illusion if they were observant enough. What scientist wouldn't be curious about a woman who made books fly around to shelf themselves?

Viola did notice. Luckily for Veronica that her sister was a tattletale.

The next time he paused outside her apartment door, he found himself frozen. The circle under the carpet glowed ember-red. Veronica's eyes caught the same light as she faced him down, Viola hovering at her shoulder. Veronica's stomach was in knots. She remembered the last time a man took interest in her.

"Professor Eidolon, was it? I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave."

(i'm actually in love with this holy shit well done and thank you)

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