Shike finally arrived at Jiz's apartment.  She rushed to his 
room, whatever troubled him, she was sure to help him however she 
could.  As she entered, she saw him on the couch.  He looked so 
depressed, she rarily saw Jiz sad, it was so strange, and sympathically 
painful.

	She sat on the couch with him, and snuggled up under his arm, 
listening to his story.  He told her of his last vision, the hellish 
tortures The Evil had forced him to endure.  Before she had arrived, he 
was seriously pondering whether he should even mention it.  Perhaps 
he'd say he just wanted to see her.  But she knew when something was 
really wrong, that couldn't work.  He sighed and waited for her to 
answer.

	She looked into his eyes, with the look that Jiz had only saw 
once before.  It almost made him shiver, it was such a powerful, 
peircing stare.  "I won't do it...  I can't, never.."

	Inwardly, she didn't feel the confidence she portrayed.  She 
felt desperation, despair, all the feelings she had when speaking to 
Heth last time.  This time, she knew what the outcome would be, she 
knew this would tear them apart.  All the same, she passed her hand 
over his chest in a final act of pitiful hope.  They'd loved eachother 
for years now, nothing short of heaven or hell was capable of harming 
their love.

	He stared back into her eyes, challenging them.  "You have to, 
you have to and you know it.  Say the name of The Evil."

	The feelings from the day before were still there, she'd only 
been denying them, holding them.  She couldn't do that anymore though, 
her face changed slowly, from peircing unchallangable eyes, to weak 
and, and even helpless.  It was happening, everything she tried to 
avoid was happening then..  He was asking her to become a part of what 
put him through hell.

	She buried her muzzle in his chest and began to sob softly.  
Soon, she stopped caring about the entities, or the apocalypse.  She 
was crying in his arms because she knew it was the last time she could 
ever be so close to him.

	He cotinued to hold her there for minutes, minutes that felt 
like eaons.  Finally he spoke;  "I'm so sorry Shike..  Please..  Say 
the name.."

	It's as if her soul was cut.  She pushed him violently, putting 
herself on her feet, almost stumbling backwards.  Standing, quivering, 
staring at her confused lover, she sobbed softly "I.."

	He stood, he stepped forward.  He wanted so much to tell her 
everything would be okay, but it couldn't be that way.  He would just 
hold her again, it was all he could do..

	Shike though, stepped backwards.  She didn't understand what 
she was about to do, but she couldn't question it.  She screamed, 
harshly, cruelly:  "/I hate you/!"

	Her claws extended.  To her, it was as if she was watching the 
events happen before her.  Her hand lashed out, into the face of the 
one she loved as her soulmate just minutes before, cutting his cheek 
grotesquelly.  She didn't want this, she didn't want to deal with it, 
she ran for the door of his apartment as he reeled from the slice.

	He let his body fall to the ground..  Not pursuing her, not 
even watching her leave.  He felt the warm flow of blood on his cheek, 
but he didn't care.  "The vision with The Evil was not as hellish as 
this," he thought, "I'd rather be killed a thousand times than lose 
her.."  He sobbed softly to himself, there was nobody there to comfort 
him.  He wimpered pitifully "Shike..  I love you..  Don't..."  But he 
spoke to an empty room.

	He lied there for the better part of an hour, wondering if it 
could have been differently, if it was his fault, if he could make her 
love him again.  No answers came to him though, only more questions.  
He would wait, he decided, and call her the next day, maybe she would 
listen, maybe she hated her situation.. and not him..

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	The red cat make it only to the outside of the building, there 
she collapsed into a wall, letting her back scrape into the rough brick 
as she slid to sitting.  Hugging her knees to her chest, she cried into 
her own arms.  "Oh god.."  which she repeated to herself, till it lost 
meaning..  "My life is over."

	Eventually though, she rose to her feet.  After licking her 
hands, she wiped her cheeks with them to help cleanse them of her 
tears.  It was a half hours drive from her place to his, it was going 
to be a long walk.

	Along the barren road she thought of the events that had 
happened.  She felt a loneliness she didn't think possible.  Everything 
was against her, even her only god.  What chance did she have against 
that?  She wanted it to end, but there were only two ways that could 
happen now, and neither were acceptable to her.  There was nobody to 
ask, nobody to find comfort in.  To her, her life truly was over.

	During the rosey twilight that night, as she was still walking, 
she spotted a pair of robins.  She sighed, thinking of how every time 
she saw them, they meant something new to her.  They used to be hope, 
but now there was not hope.  It was as if The One was telling her "This 
is the way it cannot be."

	She watched as they flew a hypnotic pattern, spinning round 
eachother, through the branches of high hung trees.  Finally coming to 
rest in a nest as she passed them.  A small rock layed innocently on 
the ground before her, so she took it from the concrete and lifted it 
past her head.  She took aim at the nest to throw, as if she was aiming 
at her god, whome she couldn't help but hate also.  Her arm went limp 
though, she couldn't do it.  'Pointless' she thought.

	Continuing on, she listened to the rock hit the ground as she 
dropped it.  It was turning dark, and there was still a mile to walk.. 
 A painful mile, alone with her thoughts again.  If only her questions 
would be answered, especially.. Why was it was her that was chosen.  If 
she had to have her first vision again, that would be the question 
she'd ask.  But that's just meaningless fantasy.  She walked on and on, 
all the while with her face of forced indiference, while her mind was 
cycling the same thoughts and questions, never coming to a conclusion.

	As she reached her apartment, the final dimmest of stars 
finally began to shine.  It was a beautiful night, but went unnoticed 
by Shike, still lost in her lamentations.  She cried herself to sleep 
that night, and her sleep so difficultly obtained was a troubled one.

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	She awoke dreaming of her X-lover.  A wonderful, utopian dream, 
just after she finally calmed down in her slumber, ultimatly shattered 
by a peircing reality of her unfeeling alarm.  She arose from her just 
obtained well rest, groaning as she the events of the previous night 
returned to her mind.

	It wasn't that she still loved him, she was completely sincere 
in her proclomation of hate.  All the same, she had lost something that 
she loved, but then, perhaps she was "In love with love."

	She forced herself through her morning routine.  She debated 
whether to even attend school that day, but it was best to her to try 
and live her life normally.  Normal might not be the right word, but 
she'd try her best to make it that way.

	The forced look of neutrality was so much harder to keep now.  
It had never been tried to severly.  She decided she'd walk to school, 
she didn't want to see happy and free faces around her, as on a bus, 
and she especially didn't want to be driven with the one she recently 
began to hate so.  She didn't know how she'd deal with it for the 
actual classes,  but unfortunatly for her, her classes were something 
she'd never see again.

	As she approached her school, she found herself to be late.  
She decided she'd get up early to make it to her school on time from 
then on.    At least for the next few days that she wanted to herself, 
as much as could be helped.  She scanned the area as she walked down 
the final path to her school.  It was made from the simple act of 
students walking on it more than anywhere else on the school lawn.  
There was nobody to be seen.  Of course there was nobody, it was a home 
room period, all were in class.

	No, there was one other, advancing to her from a distance.  
Shike squinted to make out the figure.  Blue..  Canine..  "Oh god no, 
this is the last thing I need."

	She waited, she'd humor Lara on whatever she had to say.  It 
was a full minute before the icy dog made it to her with her slow, 
conceited gait.

	"Clothes too good for you?" Shike remarked, for Lara was naked, 
as usual.

	Lara laughed a short, spiteful sound.  She continued 
approaching, till she was almost hugging Shike, and leaned forward to 
whisper in her ear.  "I've learned something very interesting about 
you.."

	It disgusted Shike to have a nude female so close to her, she 
pushed Lara harshly.  "I'm late."

	Came the same spiteful sound as before.  Lara continued to 
smile all the while.  She brought her hand to her chest, and stroked 
her nipple just a bit.  It was something Shike didn't want to see, and 
so she continued by, leaving her back rudely to Lara with a momentary 
shudder.

	Lara saw Shike turn away, saw her unguarded back.  She barked 
loudly, and pounced on Shike, bringing her to the ground and pinning 
her with the strength inhereted from her species.  She bent low to 
whisper into the cats ear again.  "I'm going to have some fun with you 
now.."

	Shike gasped.  This was unreal to her.  She struggled the best 
she could, spitting dirt from her mouth.  Lara was simply too strong 
for her to fight.  "No..  You can't be serious, you're not going to..  
Oh shit.."

	She shrieked in desperation, but if anybody was there to hear 
her, they'd shy away at the presence of Lara.  Shike was helpless, and 
she felt it..  "Help!  Fuck, somebody help me!"

	Lara growled softly and wrapped a hand around Shikes muzzle, 
clamping it closed.  Taking a second to regain her vainglory, she 
continued.  "Rape you?  Of course not!  You know I don't take felines 
as mates.  But from now on, you're going to be my little slave kitty, 
Sharanahiteyep.  You're evil god came to me and told me your name, 
though I can't imagine why!"  And she rose to allow Shike to her feet.

 	"How strange.." were Shikes last thoughts then.  She stopped 
caring..  Jiz, her lost love, her very life, nothing mattered to her 
anymore.  Whether it was because she was told that was what was to 
happen if another found her name, or if Lara truly gained possesion of 
Shikes very sole didn't matter.  The red feline was now owned by the 
blue canine, and the red one didn't mind anymore.

	Lara laughed.  She had so much she wanted to do with her new 
toy.  She believed in not mating with other species', but Shike was 
different now..  Now, she doesn't count.

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