Florida, 2006.

Jeepers Creepers, who the humans know and fear him as “The Creeper”. Every 23 years he comes to reign terror for 23 days.

You on the other hand, only wake up every 100 years or so and you only get to stay for 20 days. Such an awful curse.

The humans don’t fear you anymore, they don’t even know you anymore. So why not make a silly little surprise party for them by massacring a whole city? It’s been over a decade after all, it’s expected for you to be hungry.

News called it “The Serpent’s Massacre”, you found it amusing figuring the humans must be the mice in this situation.

There was so much about this new world that you wanted to know about, but for now you were focusing on finding shelter.

It was night and you were sneaking around in a rural part of Florida, you stayed hidden in the large amounts of trees and tall grass so none of the few cars passing down the road would notice you but something was off.

Jeepers had already eaten a few humans for his first day of awakening, and he’d definitely heard about the massacre. It irritated him quite a bit that a certain someone had came out of nowhere and eaten all of the food that could’ve been his.

He’d been watching over you for a while, the humans might not have found you but he knew exactly who you were.

There was a large shadow in the sky right above you, and it looked like it was getting closer, and fast.

Before you could react though, you’d gotten tackled and pinned down in the tall grass. Jeepers’ grip was tight and rough, his giant wings casting a shadow over the two of you to make the dark environment seem even darker.

“Why so surprised, sugar? Did you really think I wouldn’t find you sooner or later?” A deep, gruff voice asked letting out a husky laugh.

Shit, you knew that voice.

Seems like old Jeepers still hasn’t forgotten the way you two would fight over food back then, and even now.