Literature
Story of Beauty and the Beast
I find myself a lone warrior of the hive. Creeping through the darkness, watching as my brothers battle the Predators in combat. The shrieking remains of my brethren mixed with the roaring death cries of the hunters. I stagger through this battlefield, lost in my own thoughts when I came upon her. Standing there, fear in her eyes as she stared at me. How she had arrived here, I did not know, and why I did not attack, I did not know. She was very small in stature next to me, long brown hair draped over her blue dress. She was completely out of place in this chaotic battlefield. I approached her with arms out stretched. She didn't scream as mos
