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Tuesday, September 18th

I got off my bench and walked into him.

"Woah!" his sketches fell everywhere.

"I'm So sorry!" i said in my innocent human voice. "I'm such a klutz, let me help you." I looked up at his face and saw him staring at me. He's taking the bait.

"Th-an-ks" he stuttered. How pathetically cute. I smiled and picked up one of his drawings. I expected it to be reallyy ugly and be forced to think of a good compliment but it turns out, it was kinda sorta ok... It was a picture of the big tree in the middle of Central Park. The perfect shadding, with the sun right in the middle of the leaves. I examinde it for a mintue with my good eyes, my real eyes. His pencil strokes were 80% perfect, which is good for a human. Humans are the most unperfect things I've ever seen. I dont know why their world hasnt been taking over by the cockoroaches yett.

"Wow! this are...spectacular!" i said handing the tree sketch to him. He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.  I saw his muscles flex and calculated how hard i should bite without reaching the bone. That was the worst part.

"Thanks. They're just doodles though. Not my best..." Liar.

"Really?! Wow, your best sure must be something..." I said with my 100% perfect fake smile. "I'm Maggie by the way." I held out my hand for him to grabb n' shake, the unusual human greeting. I put my number on a sheet of paper and hid it in my hand so when he shoke my hand, he would grab it and call me. Then fase 2 would begin. He grabbed my hand. Firm gripp, i bet i have to sink in about 20% into the fat to reach 50mm away from the bone.

"I'm Cameron." he didnt let go of my hand for awhile and just stared at me like i was a priceless diamond. But he was wrong, like every other human I've killed, I'm no priceless diamond. I laughed to myself thinking of their innocent faces cowaring when the figured out the truth. I dropped his hand and waved good-bye.

"Bye! See you later." i winked and walked away. I pressed my comunication button left of my ear and thought 'Fase one completed Master.' Everytime we finished a fase, we had to report it back to Master by our comunication system. The comunication system was created in 100000387592 light year (back when humans didnt exist) to help us stay un-seen by the victums eyes. When you turn into a Devor than they plant a tiny chip in your brain that, when acctivated, lets you talk to Master in your thoughts. But nobody knew how Master got it. We just knew he did, because we heard his deap rough voice reply back 'Ok'. Nobody of my kind really knew the Master, the only person who really did was his mother and father, which would be selected out of our kind to be the perfect carriers of an intelligent hard working male or female that could run our... Perfect Program. And they only lived with him for 10 years. I always felt bad for him, being with people for only 10 years of his 100,000,000,000 light year life. But I guess we're all alone in someway or form.