Twilight
A Howl of Pain and Vengeance
Prologue
Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and character names.
He rested a clawed hand against the rough skin of a pine tree. The soft undergrowth beneath his paws was comforting. He raised his nose to the sky taking a sniff, as silver lined clouds moved sluggishly overhead. A half moon hung low in the sky, yet to reach its zenith. The human was still struggling to run, but his heart still beat strong with fear and adrenaline.
A drop of blood fell from his other claw. His muzzle twitched ever so slightly, a desire to taste the human's blood in his mouth, to feel the hot rich blood run down his throat. He restrained himself, painful as it was. The human was bait for another predator. He grinned, long fangs becoming exposed to the weak moon light and glinting as if made from silver themselves.
The wind stirred, bringing with it a scent that was almost as sweet as the human's blood. Sweet for the prospect that it brought, rather than being pleasing to his extra sensitive nose. He lowered himself to the ground and moved off in a wide hunting circle, to prevent his prey from detecting him. It wouldn't do to scare of his prey now, not after finally finding a human hiking out this far and late.
The ground flew beneath his feet, his amber eye's glinting in the dark, as if possessed of an inner fire. The world around him glowed in various hues of blue and yellow, as his eye's darted around him, ever watchful. His nose was constantly drawing in air, the scent's varied and distinct, almost taking on a colour of there own. He slid to a halt, his prey was almost atop of the human.
With a bunch of his legs, he launched himself into the air. His claw's digging into the thick bark of an old oak tree. Now with the stealth and agility granted to him by the moon, he jumped and swung from tree to tree, going for the high ground while his prey was focused on the ground. Soon he could see his prey, ash blond hair, a slim frame, dark clothes.
He smiled to himself, as his prey sat hunched on a low branch, watching the wounded human. Drawn by the fresh flowing blood, his prey was now clearly wondering what had attacked such fresh meat and left it alive. His gaze drifted to the human. The hiker was of medium build, with short cropped dark brown hair, and green eyes full of fear. His red hiking jacket was ripped down the left arm, and dark red rivets of blood were streaked down it.
He was now almost atop his prey, as it sensed the sudden danger. He grinned as he launched himself down atop his prey, as it first looked around itself, before raising it's gaze upwards. It's eyes widened in fear as his mouth, wide open let lose a loud growl. His prey moved with speed and grace, to dodge out of the way, but he grabbed it by the right leg, and threw it towards the ground, as he twisted his body in mid-air to supply as much force to the throw as possible.
His prey hit the ground, leaving a slight impression in the ground, but was on its feet in a flash. He landed before it, deftly on his feet, and rose up to his full height, standing erect on his hind legs. He glared down at his prey, standing over it by two feet. He flexed his clawed fingers as his prey crouched and bared its fangs at him. It launched at him, and he sidestepped, swiping his right clawed hand into the back of his prey.
Claws sunk deep into solid tissue and muscle, like butter, around his prey's spinal column. A howl of pain and fury escaped his prey and he slammed his prey to the ground, planting a paw onto his preys backside, holding it down firmly as it thrashed about trying to get free. He brought his muzzle down level to it's ear, and spoke briefly in a throaty growl.
"Die Vampire," With that, he snapped his teeth deep into the back of it's throat, and ripped the head off.
In short order it was lying in pieces. He raised his muzzle into the air, and howled up at the moon. He sniffed after the human, but it had escaped further during the fight. A throaty chuckle escaped his fanged mouth as he knew another brother would be born soon.
"Be free Brother, and be careful!" He said in a throaty growl to the escaping human, before grabbing the head and torso of his prey, and headed deeper into the mountain forest.