Blood. The taste disgusted him. It matted and tinted the fur around his lips. His kill slouched at his feet. The tiger had killed before… for money. He was a predator after all. Besides, there was a certain rush that came with the hunt, but he had never killed with his own fangs before. It was stupid and dangerous. This kill was different though. This time it was personal. He had messed up, and he knew someone had to pay. But her? She was innocent. And someone was going to pay for her death.

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So this story was created in response to GraveyardGreg's 100 word story challenges. I liked the story idea so much I wanted to continue it but didn't really know how too until I talked to my muse (you know who you are and I owe you a million thank yous for all the inspiration you bring me). Anyway I'll be posting pieces of this story 100 words at a time. Each piece will reveal a little bit more about the events that haunt the main character as he exacts his revenge. Enjoy everyone and feel free to comment, every little bit of encourgement helps.