Authors Note- I've been bit by the creative bug. I decided that as long as I'm writing, I might as well do another 'Warlocks' story. This time however, it's not just going to be about Reid. Tyler will get his moment to shine too. I haven't planned this story out, so I don't know how long it will be or even what direction it will take. Heck, I don't even know what my main character looks like yet. But that's the fun of writing. I hope all the readers will stick by me on this journey, because 'Warlocks' is rising again.

Disclaimer- I do not own the rights to The Covenant or any of it's characters. I'm just borrowing them.


The sky was dark, and none of the stars shone through the cloud cover. Lora twisted at the sound of a branch breaking. Her eyes flashed yellow through the dark. She inhaled deeply and relaxed when she only smelled vegetation and the surrounding wildlife. It had just been a doe, bedding down for the night. Lora moved quietly through the undergrowth, tracking her prey. She didn't need it, she wasn't hungry. But it had been a long time since she had been on the hunt and it felt good. Her body was pressed low to the ground, her breath escaping softly, hardly disturbing the area around her mouth. She saw the rabbit and her gaze locked. Her entire body tensed. The rabbit raised its head, its nose twitching. Lora, knowing it was going to bolt any second, didn't waste any time and launched herself forward. She caught the rabbit by the neck and bit down, severing the spinal cord. The salty, metallic taste of warm blood filled her mouth. Lora let the blood run down her throat. When it was no longer flowing freely, Lora dropped the rabbit. She could hear a weasel making its way over. She left her kill where it dropped. The weasel had a free meal tonight.

Lora made her way to just inside the tree line. Looking out, she saw she was near the Spencer Academy dorms. It was Friday night and most of the student body was at one party or another, so the parking lot was almost empty. A large black Hummer was parked haphazardly across four spots. Lora snorted derisively. The door to the dorms banged open, and Lora drew back into the shadows of the forest.

"Jesus Reid!" A boy with spiked brown hair exclaimed. "Your parking is worse than an old, blind, Amish, Asian woman who has never driven before."

The other boy, a blond with a black beanie over his shaggy hair, laughed. "Damn Tyler, your insults are getting more creative."

The two started walking towards the badly parked Hummer. The brunette, Tyler, chuckled. "They aren't insults it they're true."

Reid, the blond, slapped Tyler across the back. "Yet I'm still driving it."

Tyler grinned. "No you aren't. I made sure to grab my keys before you did."

Reid smirked. "Sure 'bout that Baby Boy?" Reid was spinning a set of keys around his finger.

Tyler's face fell. "How did y…"

Reid smirked again. Lora though she saw his eyes flare like the end of a cigarette, but it must have been a trick of the light.

Tyler's eyes narrowed and a sour look crossed his face. "You know Caleb doesn't like you doing that, yet you keep doing it. And to top it off, you do it to steal my keys."

Reid snickered. "Caleb needs to loosen up. And I didn't steal them, I borrowed without permission."

Tyler snorted as they reached the Hummer. "That's called stealing."

"It's all semantics Baby Boy" Reid replied, climbing into the driver's seat of the Hummer.

Tyler sighed and entered the passenger side. "That's a big word Reid" Tyler said as they slammed their doors.

Lora couldn't hear any more of the conversation, and the Hummer roared to life and squealed out of the parking lot. Lora stayed in her spot a few minutes more, making sure there was no one else coming. When she was satisfied she was in the clear, Lora burst through the tree line and to the side of the dorms. She trotted alongside the building until she came to the open window of her room. She jumped through and landed without a sound. Moving into her half bath, she shifted back into her human form and washed the blood off her face. Grabbing the terrycloth robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door, she slipped it on and moved over to the open window. She cast her eyes up to the waxing moon and smiled. She closed the window and pulled the shades. She moved back through her room and picked up her shower caddy. "I so need a shower."