Poisonous Claws

Poisonous Claws

     Miech turned to his right. Then stepped back – just in time. The claws barely missed him. Miech had been trying to avoid those claws for the past hour. So far he had been doing a pretty good job of it. He had gotten scratched several times. And each time it happened his skin shrieked in pain.

     “Come on Vicka,” said Miech. “We can work this out. You don’t have to keep trying to kill me.”

     A shriek was all that came out of Vicka. Miech didn’t know what that meant. After living with a Tennen for the past seven years he could have picked up on some of her language. And he had. But this shriek was different.

     Miech looked at the red flame in her eyes. That flame was gone. And Miech knew what that meant. Vicka wasn’t going to forgive him this time.

     “You have every right to be angry,” said Miech. “It was your sister I got involved with. I could say it didn’t mean anything. I love you. And I want to have your children. But you know that I would be lying.”

     Another shriek. But this one wasn’t so bad. “What do I have to do for you to forgive me.”

     Vicka didn’t shriek this time. She just attacked him with her poisonous claws again. All Tennens had poisonous claws. It was part of their chemistry. The poison didn’t affect them. But it did their intended victims.

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     The Law showed up at Vicka’s Residence a few hours later. Vicka was sitting in a chair – near the dead body of Miech. She had his blood on the tips of one of her claws. There were four claw holes in his chest. Within his chest a small baby was shrieking.

The End?