Beauty & the beast

The pickpocket smiled to himself as imagined the fix that he was going to get, as his hand slipped into the girls bag. She was seemingly oblivous to
his actions as her mind wandered with the music that was pumping from her walkman.
The pocket slid her purse into his jacket and slipped away into the shadows.
He was now miles away lost in the back alleys of Sydney, beaming as he thumbed through the notes that filled the purse.
"Hey big boy", said the voice of an angel, sexy, sweet and inviting. He looked up in shock to see the owner of the purse standing in front of him.
She seemed to grow in size and her voice bounced off the decrepid brick walls, as if booming down from the sky above, "YOU have something of mine"
Pocket tried to say something but it was lost as his body broke it shivers.
"The purse you leachorous Fuck"
He tried to throw it to her, but his body failed him, the purse landing
almost at his feet.
"Now give me your wallet"
The pocket looked as though he was inventing a new dance as he squirmed and shook on the ground, tears streaming down his face forming pools on the
ground, mixing with the urine that was there.
He finally reached his wallet and held it out to her, it was a pitiful site.
She moved forward and burst out into evil laughter as the alleys were filled with the screams of the pocket begging for mercy, sounding like the wails of a thousand tormented souls.
The blade caught the sun, as it burst through skin and bone, the ancient axe decapitating the pocket with ease, sending his head flying in explosion of blood.
She tasted it, mmm, nice, warm almost sickly.
A howl echoed accross the roof tops.
He was near, she liked that.
The head landed with a dull thud, letting loose all the remaining blood it
contained, to the dismay of the a group of the pockets friends, that it landed in.
They yelled something in another language, pulled out their knives, clubs and anyother weapons that they had and charged the figure that was bent
over the headless body feeding on the liquid of life.
He watched from the roof top, such grace and beauty, he thought as she disposed of yet another oppenent, by separating their legs from their body.
He continued to watch, his heart speeding a little as he watched her body move beneath the black silken dress. Its thin cover allowing her full beauty to be seen.
She was more then a match for them, not even working up a sweat as she flipped through the air, dress billowing, as she disposed of another infidel with one swing of her mighty battle axe.
But they were like ants, swarming into the alley, with only one thought in mind and she was soon overcome by the shear number of adverseries.
Her dress was torn in the onslaught revealing a delicate pink nipple.
He leapt from the roof, with a deafening roar and eyes ablaze with fury.
The crowd of attackers was sent flying as he hit the ground and set about
slashing chunks of flesh from people.
These were no ordinary people they were zombies sent forward by the force
to keep them apart.
They exchanged a smile and loving glance as she rose from the ground, splitting someone in half as she did so.
"Nice party your having here, mind if I join you"
"You know you're always weclome"
"That's what I was hoping", he said as he burst forth ripping the nearest
set of arms from there sockets and proceeding to bash people with them.
It wasn't long before all that was left were two figures standing amidst a
pile of dead and squirming bodies.
Manda sheathed her axe and they drew closer together, closer, until they
met in the middle.
If someone was to see them at this moment they would never know that they
were two warriors, hunters of the night, but for now there was no one else,
the rest of the world had ceased to exist as their bodies moulded together,
kissing passionately.
"Whoops" he said a grin spreading accross his wolven face as he slid his
hand through the tear in her dress, her skin soft and silky.
They continued exploring each other for awhile before he picked her up,
headed of accross the rooftops back to his lair, where they could enjoy
each others bodies again.