Misfits of Creation

Sekhmet thought her name was ironic. The goddess of war and healing. Instead she was just another vampire in this lineage, her name long lost to her and renamed by her maker. While she never stayed with her maker much past her birth by blood, she was by no means a pacifist. While she was the youngest in her line, she had already shown an aptitude for war. For fighting. For doing the things no one wanted to do. Murder and death hardly phased her, after all her own birth was a bloodbath. In her free time, Sekhmet found herself in the zoo. Surrounded by lions she enjoyed her time with them. It was the only place she found peace and the other place no one could find her. Or so she thought.

The chase had been Selina’s life for months now. She was not a good PI, she wasn’t even a good person, per se. So the reason why she was going after a notoriously dangerous criminal was only out of her sheer obsession. The man was clever. Smarter than anyone she had ever met before. And that.. was a challenge for Selina, one she had found herself unable to refuse. It had started innocently enough. She heard about his latest crime on TV and was intrigued, she did research on his past deeds, his modus operandi, his patterns. And before she knew it, she was knee deep into it, thinking about it day and night, going further and further down the rabbit hole until she caught his eye in return. And then the game of cat and mouth, of trying to outsmart and outmaneuver one another, had begun. 

But tonight was the night. After month of nearly coming face to face with the monster that had filled her nights, she had him cornered. But she knew all to well it was because they both wanted it to happen. He was too smart to let himself be caught so easily otherwise. Finally she took a step forward, stepping out of the darkness and into the light, her hands tucked in her pockets like she didn’t have a care in the world. Weirdly, she had never been afraid of him. Intrigued, yes, but never afraid. She knew she could hold her own against just about anyone physically and mentally. He had challenged her mental many times over but she had been on par with him every step of the way. She didn’t expect it would be different if he tried to overpower her physically as well. 

“I wouldn’t forgive myself if things became boring for you..” she teased back, taking the few last steps until they could finally, for the first time in months, be face to face. When she lifted her eyes to look at that man she had chased for so long, she expected a lot of things. None of them were anywhere close to what actually happened, the second their eyes interlocked. 

She was interesting to say the least. She kept up with him when no one else could. Or would. He moved faster and thought faster than most people. He loved being above everyone else and this women, while he never saw her face in person, until this moment. 

Looking at her, he heard an unfamiliar sound come from his body? He looked confused and checked his phone. The message was clear, soulmate found. Mark wasn’t sure if this was a joke or not as he looked across as her, not sure if she was getting the same message he was or if this was just some elusive fever dream he was having. People like him didn’t have soulmates. He was easily bored of everyone and that was why he was here. He was bored of the game so it was time to end it. How could this woman be his soulmate?