Hey, everyone! I've had this idea for a little while now and thanks to some positive feedback from an author I really enjoy (by the name of Shireheart), I feel ready to give it a try. Please read and review; I'm eager to hear what others think.
Disclaimer: I only own Mira, her family, and the supernatural creatures who show up from time to time. If there are unnamed characters from JATGP, I'll give them names, but that's ALL I'll own of them.
Ch 1: The Half-demon and the Werewolf
"Hey, Mira! Wait up!" Mira stopped running and turned to look behind her. Landon quickly caught up to her and paused to catch his breath. Mira gave him a friendly grin.
"Awww, you're getting slow, Landon. What's wrong?" Glancing up into the girl's golden eyes, the dark grey werewolf grinned.
"Hey, werewolves are fast, but apparently half-demons are faster. Geez." Landon stretched and massaged his muscled abdomen. "Remind me to never think I could challenge a full demon to a race if I can't even beat you."
"Will do." Mira smiled at her friend and turned to look around her. New York City, while not quiet, was definitely a sight to see at night. From the top of the building where Mira and Landon were perched, the glittering city was spread out before them like a glowing carpet.
Naturally, the two 18-year-olds, being supernatural creatures, could have seen everything even if the city was robbed of lights. Illuminated as it was, the werewolf and the half-demon could make out the tiniest shadow milling about below them.
Mira's pointed ear twitched as Landon padded over to her to take in the view himself. The two of them sat down on the edge of the building. Flicking her barbed tail, Mira asked,
"Do you really enjoy living here, Landon?" The werewolf shrugged.
"It's alright, I guess. The humans may consider this place the city where dreams come true or whatever they call it, but I prefer the wilderness. How 'bout you, Mira? What do you prefer?"
"Without a doubt, the wilderness. Both Mom and Father wanted to make a life in a less urban setting, but it didn't work out that way."
"Know the feeling. Mom would've preferred a more rural setting, but with Dad working on Wall Street…" Landon's voice trailed off. He was silent for a moment, then laughed. "I still find it funny that Dad still doesn't know Mom and I are werewolves!"
"I still don't know how you two managed to hide that little piece of information from him all this time." Mira was laughing good-naturedly along with Landon.
"Yeah. I should have been oh-so-obvious that Mom and I weren't completely human, but Dad grew up watching those films where werewolves can only change during the night of the full moon."
"When, in fact, you can transform at will," Mira finished.
"That's right!" Mira laughed alongside with her friend, then fell silent, looking up at the sky. Her clawed fingers lightly drummed the cool concrete of the building's rooftop. The summer night was warm, but Mira felt a light chill across her skin, the way it always did when she thought about her father.
"Mira? You alright?"
"Hmmm? Yeah, I'm fine." The young half-demon gave Landon a small smile, but the sadness was evident in her eyes. As a half-demon, Mira was the daughter of a demon and a human. Her mother, Abby, was a dermatologist with a great reputation and worked happily in the city's biggest hospital treating everything from acne to skin cancer. Mira's father, on the other had, had been a jackal demon by the name of Zakal Redmane. Abby and Zakal had met when Abby was 28 and Zakal was over 500 (this was fairly young for demons, who had the potential to be thousands of years old) and had quickly fallen in love. And within a year or so after their marriage, Mira had come along. The family of three had been happy beyond comparison.
Sadly, that happiness hadn't lasted. Zakal had died when Mira was four; a tragedy that neither Mira nor her mother had ever really gotten over. Mira had also confided in Landon that she didn't believe her father's death to be an accident. Zakal had perished while fighting an evil, but weak demon. Mira and her mother had believed that the demon had been venomous or that it had inflicted a seemingly minor wound that had actually been far more serious. But Mira's mother had mentioned that there had been what looked like bullet holes on Zakal's body. Naturally, no human weapon could really faze a demon, but both Mira and Landon knew that there were still humans dedicated to erasing supernatural creatures. Thus, Mira had told Landon, she know believed that the death of her beloved father had not been accident, but murder.
"I'll bet you anything your father's up there." Mira turned to see Landon leaning back and smiling at her.
"You really know me, Landon." The werewolf sat up and stretched.
"That's what friends are for. Besides, from what you've told me, your father was a wonderful person. He seems like the kind of guy who'd watch over you and your mom." Mira smiled gratefully at her friend, then stood up.
"Say, Landon? Do you ever get the feeling that something big is going to happen soon?"
"What do you mean?" Landon stood up, glancing curiously at Mira as he did so.
"What do you mean?" The half-demon sighed, shaking her red-and-black striped hair.
"I dunno. I just feel… restless. Almost like I know something big is going to happen tomorrow, but I don't know what it is or if it'll be good or bad. All I know is that it's gonna be big." Mira sighed, then grinned at Landon.
"Ah, well, something always happens somewhere. No used worrying, right?"
"Yeah, of course. Besides, if something does happen, I'll still be here. And so will all of our friends. No matter what comes to this city, I seriously doubt if it can stand up against you, me, at least thirty other werewolves, a couple of vampires, other half-breeds, and few humans with magic powers."
"You're right. Besides, we should get home." Mira suddenly tapped Landon's shoulder and sped off. "You're IT!"
"Now you're gonna get it!" Landon called laughing. Together, the two friends sped off into the night. Meanwhile, the humans of New York City remained oblivious to the fact that there were supernatural creatures among them and a werewolf and a half-demon playing tag above them.