The weather was fair, and the forest was quiet. Most people would be terrified to be alone in the forest this late at night. But not Allison Argent. She was not supposed to be afraid, an Argent fears nothing. Fear is for the weak and Allison was not weak. Now she just needed to prove that to her father. Her father was one of the most feared hunters in town, but he refused to accept Allison into that lifestyle. He branded her to young and emotional. Everything she prided herself not to be. Allison was determined to change her father's opinion of her, and the only way to do that was to go out and hunt on her if she was going to do this,she needed to be was only a matter of time before her father realized she was gone and he would not approve of her risking her life. Especially if she had nothing to show for it. She moved quickly and quietly through the forest. Making sure to hold her bow and arrow close in case anything tried to sneak up on her. Normally hunting isn't this dangerous, but the prey that an Argent hunts is not normal. It was much faster, much more agile, and much more dangerous. Allison ran through the forest confident she could handle anything that came at her. She was walking close to a creek, so that she could stop to splash some water on her face. She was getting tired and need a quick reminder to stay alert. She bent down towards the water, and was immediately interrupted by a rustling sound coming from behind her. She turned around, aimed and shot her arrow without hesitation. She watched for a reaction but there was none. She took a step closer and still nothing happened. When she was sure there was no dangerous she headed towards the area. She only needed to walk a few steps before she saw the body. As it lay lifeless at her feet, the blood slowly dripping closer towards her. She took a step back, shocked at the sight of it. She never killed before and she was unsure how she felt about it.
"You shot him, why would you do that?" a boy running towards her shouted.
"Who are you?"Allison asked
"I'm Scott and that was my pet!" Scott screamed.
"I didn't mean to, I thought it was trying to hurt me." Allison pleaded.
"Yea, because a small little rabbit is so dangerous." He said clearly frustrated.
"I thought it was something else." She admitted.
"Something else like what?" He asked.
"Never mind, I'm really sorry okay. What were you doing out here anyway?" She asked.
"Why do you care, so you can try to make yourself feel better for killing a defenseless animal. What type of person are you anyway?" He yelled.
"I thought it was a deer." She lied.
"Oh, that's so much better." He said sarcastically.
"You know what I don't have to explain myself to you!" Allison snapped.
"Of course not. Why would you owe me an explanation for murdering my only pet." Scott snapped back before storming off. Allison stood there for a moment before running after him.
"Scott wait, I'm sorry. Really I didn't mean to kill it I swear." she pleaded.
"I guess, I believe you. I just really loved him." He said while sitting down on the tree trunk next to them. Allison sat next to him.
"How did you get him?" she looked at her first, then down at the ground.
"Actually I found in the forest,by the creek. I didn't want to take him away from his I knew when I saw him that he was important. So I left him here but, every time I would go back to the creek he would be there waiting for me." He admitted.
"So you just come back into the forest every night what do your parents think of that?" She asked. Scott winced and moved away from Allison.
"I don't have any parents, at least not anymore. They were killed." He admitted. Allison covered her mouth to hide her gasp.
"Did they ever find the killer?" She asked.
"According to the mortician it was an animal attack, therefore no murderer." Scott said snidely.
"But you don't believe it was an animal attack do?" She asked.
"I know it wasn't. I was there. But who's going to believe a kid who witnessed his parents death, and nearly lost his own." Scott said sadly. A small tear ran down his cheek, which he quickly wiped away.
"I'm sorry Scott.I know what it feels like to lose a parent. I can't even imagine what it's like to lose both." She sympathized. Scott sat upright, trying to regain his emotions.
"Yea it has it's tough moments." He admitted.
"So who do you live with?" She asked.
"I didn't have any other family,so the put me in foster care." He admitted
"So you live with foster parents?" She asked.
"No, I ran away." He admitted.
"Why?" She asked.
"I had no choice." He said flatly
"What do you mean, were they hurting you?" She asked.
"I think that's enough questions for the night,don't you think?" He asked. Allison had more questions but she could tell he was uncomfortable. So she held in questions.
"Do you want to take a walk with me?" She asked, trying to change the subject.
"Sure, why not." Scott stood up, holding his hand out for Allison to take. She looked it over before placing her hand on his so he could help her up. They headed the opposite way of the creek. Both unable to see Scott's beloved pet.
"So what are you doing in the forest?" Scott asked.
"I thought we were done with questions"She countered.
"The questioning just seemed a little one-sided, I figured it was time to put you in the hot seat." He said with a sly smile.
"If you must know I'm hunting, it's kind of a family tradition."She admitted.
"Don't you ever feel bad when you kill?" He asked.
"Actually that was the first time I ever killed and if I'm being completely honest I'm not sure how I feel about it. But what I'm hunting deserves to die." she hissed.
"Nothing deserves to die, Allison." he said flatly.
"Oh,trust me you want these things dead too. Probably more than me actually." She told him.
"It what makes you so sure?" he asked.
"Because, it was one of these things that killed my mom, and your parents." She told him. Scott stopped walking.
"You hunt werewolves?" Scott asked.
"My whole family does,and I'm sure once we tell my dad about you and what happened to your will be more than happy to train you so you can hunt them too." She told him.
"I don't want to hunt them." Scott told her.
"What don't you want revenge for your parents?" She asked.
"It's more complicated than that." He told her.
"What makes it complicated? Werewolves killed your parents so you kill 's as simple as that." She snapped.
"You don't understand!" Scott screamed.
"Wait what was that?" she asked.
"What was what?" Scott asked.
"Shhh just listen." She told him. Scott listened and so did Allison. There was a loud rustling in the distance. They both stood perfectly still. The rustling was getting closer, and closer.
"That's not a rabbit." Allison said.
"No, it's not." Scott agreed.
"Scott get behind me."Allison order. But Scott stood where he was. Allison turned towards Scott."Scott did you hear me?"She asked. Allison was so worried about defenseless Scott she forgot the number one rule. To never turn away from your prey. Out of the shadows leaped a huge wolf-like creature. Scott jumped in front of Allison, pushing her beast jumped on top of Scott making him fall to the ground.
"SCOTT!" Allison tossed the beast from him, standing up in one quick movement. He turned towards Allison, but he didn't look the same. His eyes were bright red, and he had hair
grown all over his face. Where his cute sly smile used to fangs now took their turned towards the beast and let out a spine tingling growl. The beast automatically retreated,back into the darkness.
"Your one of them." Allison was in complete shock.