Cat & Mouse
Peter needed a run. After the events going on in Beacon Hills, The last thing he expected was the newest shifter in town. Nor would he ever imagine the demons that follow her. [ Rated M for future violence and sex ] Split POV
Chapter 1
Hide & Seek
Peter loved the feeling of the wind rushing past him as he nearly flew through the forest. The preserve was their land, the Hales and not many dared disturb said land. The fire had made sure of that. Tales of ghosts and beasts haunted the woods and one such ghost, and beast was taking this much needed peace to get his thoughts together in the zen of his even breathing and steady pace.
Dear ol' blue eyes was letting go of everything on his mind as of late and it felt good for him to let loose and not worry about anything. Peter slowed his pace as he reached the small river that ran and wound its way snake like through the preserve. He caught his breath and crouched down to take a handful of the ice cold water and run it over his face and hair. He gazed down to the water as he drank and thoughts started to creep back toward him like a shadow however the silence and reflection were short lived as his heightened senses picked up a scent and a sound.
The sounds were gone as quick as they broke the silence of the calm and peaceful forest. Peter stood and lifted his nose to the sir, sniffing and then turning his head in that direction. His mind registered the scent...female, angry, wounded, blood...Supernatural.
Peter's eyes flashed bright blue taking in all the new information. There might be another wolf around but something seemed off from the scent. It wasn't familiar. Not only was the person a stranger but they didn't seem the same species. Peter was aware of the existence of other species in the world, but he hadn't met any in person before. His anticipation was great as he now moved with that same speed and determination as before. Trespassers were fair game to Peter, they didn't know just who they were messing with. The signature smirk crossed his lips and made his neon eyes twinkle as he ran full tilt through the woods. It was time to misbehave.
She was running so fast, She wasn't able to see the woods around her. A blur swooshed past her and she let her instincts rather than her vision kick in. She deftly dodged damaged debris to the best of her ability. She would have made it all the way off the preserve if not for the faint scent of another near by. She twitched, letting the scent register and make her start thinking. Thinking gets you killed when it comes to running blindly in the forest. The next thing she saw was a tree and then...darkness.
The sound of a male voice rang in her head as she was skating the thin ice of consciousness. When she didn't respond to the voice, a sharp pain was felt and her eyes shot open wide. Once emerald green with flecks of gold, her orbs now shone a brilliant green that only made the pain come back. She howled out in agony as the once slight pain now began to grow. She felt her temper flare, her claws bare and her fangs lash out. She turned her head to view her captor and only caught a glimpse of him...his pale skin, brown eyes and the smell of filth that surrounded him like an aura before there was that scent again. The wild, wolfy smell that caused her all this grief in the first place.
She looked around for them. Once the man was standing there and then a blur moved by and they were gone. She snapped her head to look to the tree she first ran into. There was the wolf, glowing blue eyes of a killer holding the seemingly human man up to the tree with ease. Words were spoken but she was in far too much pain to focus on that. In the blink of an eye, the wolf snapped the mans neck and dropped him unceremoniously to the ground without a second thought of the murder he'd just committed. It was then that the pain was too much to bare and another howl was given as the wolf moved over to her. He knelt down with those glowing blue eyes, spoke something more then darkness..
The other shifters smell was getting weak. It was muttled with another's and threw Peter off a bit. He stopped and looked around once more lifting his nose to the air and sniffing to see where the smell came from. He changed course slightly and ran towards the northwest corner of the preserve. The other smell was getting stronger. It was a man, human. He smelled of gunpowder and his own musk from living out in the woods for a bit too long. Peter sped up until he could hear them up ahead. It was then he stopped and would watch for a moment to make sure he wasn't with a large group.
The human was obviously a hunter. His weaponry was far too advanced for your average idiot. Along with the silver, The man carried with him a bronze dagger that he used to cut into the woman, the shifter strung up to a tree. It was then he saw exactly what he was dealing with. The woman opened her eyes wide and green eyes glowed with a painful fire. She howled but it wasnt like his. It was something different. He smirked slightly and saw that they were not going to be bothered with other hunters. It was then Peter made his move. Fast as lightning the blue eyed wolf ran and grabbed the hunter by the neck and pinned him to a tree nearby. Peter spoke through the grit fangs and snarled. " You chase a creature into the worst possible place for a hunter. Force me into being the hero. For that, I make an example of you. "
Peter snapped the hunters neck and dropped him to the ground now done with him and moved over to the woman. She howled out again, He couldnt help but smile and let those brilliant blues gaze into her glowing green orbs. " Calm down kitten...Big bad wolf's got you now." All her energy spent, she blacked out once more and Peter cut her down, carrying her in his arms back toward the burned out shell of the Hale home. At least there would be no worry there from anyone.