She Wolf
Who do you call when people in your town are being murdered by some animal? A Hunter that's who. He's been tracking down a Werewolf for some years. Is it really a Werewolf behind the killings? Or something else?
Inspired by Shakira's She Wolf.
It was a dark at night in the streets of Azumo, the street lights flickered off and on, off and on.
Only the natural light of the full moon in the sky lit the dead silent streets.
AHWOOOOOOOOO
A howl pierced the veil of silence.
A woman, in her late 30's, ran down the streets as fast as her feet could carry her.
Her hair, wild with twigs and leaves tangled in her brown locks, her dark brown eyes reflected fear as she ran threw the moon lit streets.
A red spaghetti strapped dress that reached down to her ankles, a rip all the way up the left side till her hip, the red high healed sandals did not aid her in moving any faster.
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S.O.S. she's in disguise
S.O.S. she's in disguise
There's a she wolf in disguise,
Coming out, coming out, coming out
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"Some one! Anyone! Please! Please, help me!"
The woman yelled, her breath labored as she kept running from something yelling into the moonlit night.
She glanced back only to see glowing yellow eyes in that were a blur, coming closer and closer.
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A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me,
Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy.
Moon's awake now, with eyes wide open
My body is craving, so feed the hungry
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The yellow eyes glowed with malice and hunger, as blood covered its snout and teeth, a few feet above the ground. They were too high off the ground to belong to any animal.
It had the head of a wolf, covered in black fur that shined in the moonlight. It was running on all fours, it's claws catching the moonlight and shined with fresh blood, leaving a trail of bloody prints.
The images alone inspired her turn around and move even faster.
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I've devoting myself to you
Monday to Monday
And Friday to Friday
Not getting enough retribution
Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it
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Her blood ran cold as she heard the foot falls of the beast behind her was getting louder. Meaning that it was catching up to her with ease. As if she was going at a turtles pace.
She kept running down the empty streets and turning a corner down a street, in hope of getting away... alive.
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Starting to feel just a little abused
Like a coffee machine in an office
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"AHH!"
The woman screamed as she fell forward, throwing her hands out in front of her to break her fall. She hissed in pain as her body hit the cold hard street.
She sat on her knees and examined her hands in the moon light streaming thru the thick clouds.
The palms of her hands, moist with her cold sweat, scraped, and bleeding. Looking behind her quickly, she didn't see the monster that was chasing her or hear its claws scrape the concrete street.
Looking down, her knees were in the same condition as her palms, her heal had gotten stuck in a crack in the road.
With a swift tug it came out, but braking the thin heal.
She thought she was safe, but the clouds hiding away the moonlight, moved as the moon's rays lighten up the night once more.
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So I'm gonna go somewhere closer
To get me a lover and tell you about it
There's a she wolf in the closet,
Open up and set her free
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AHWOOOOOOOOO
Her blood ran cold as she heard the beast howl into the night.
It sounded close... very ... close.
The clouds had moved away and the moon shown strongly, lighting the dark alley she had run into, had only one way out, and one way in.
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There's a she wolf in the closet,
Let it out so it can breathe
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She could hear it breathing heavy, it was close. What were it was. She tried to get up but his in pain, as the foot with the broken heal was twisted in an odd angle.
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Sitting across the bar staring right at her pray,
It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way.
Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent,
The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student.
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She heard the claws scrape agents the cement, quickly but quietly, she hid her self behind a dented discolored trash can and trash bags.
The thing walked into the entrance of the ally, blocking the only escape route.
Standing on its hind legs, it slowly walked into the ally, tongue sticking out and licking the blood off it's muzzle.
The woman tried not to make a sound, but the site of the creature licking off the blood of her colleagues made her stomach turn.
She held back tears, shutting her eyes and praying to god.
'Please... Just please, please. Just go away and leave me alone.'
It looked down the ally with its glowing yellow eyes; it sniffed for the woman's sent.
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To look at a single man I've got me a special radar,
And the fire department's hotline in case I get in trouble later
Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just what to enjoy
I'm having a very good time in the heat, very bad in the arms of a boy
There's a she wolf in the closet,
Open up and set her free
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AHWOOOOOOOOO
The woman's blood ran cold and the hair on the back of her neck stood on ends.
A clawed arm swiped away the trash can and the woman looked fearfully into its evil yellow eyes.
It had found her.
She couldn't move, paralyzed in fear.
No sound came from her as the beast chopped harshly into her neck; her eyes open wide in shock permanently on her face.
The last thing she saw was the full moon in the night sky.
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There's a she wolf in the closet,
Let it out so it can breathe
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The beast pants heavily as he licks the blood from his muzzle, letting go of the woman's neck after chopping on her neck and severing her spinal cord.
It bites into her legs and places a paw or clawed hand on her hip, ripping it off with a sickening sound, the dead body twitched as if she was having a seizure.
Blood was flowing out of the severed limb and body like a faucet, painting the ally floor crimson with her blood.
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S.O.S. she's in disguise
S.O.S. she's in disguise,
There's a she wolf in disguise,
Coming out, coming out, coming out
There's a she wolf in the closet,
Let it out so it can breathe
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The woman's mangled body lay in a sea of her own blood, as the creature had rip out and eaten her insides as well
Leaving noting but skin, bone, and blood.
Next to the woman's body, it had left a bloody crimson mark.
A wolf's paw prints the size of the dead woman's head.
How was that? It was kind of morbid but I thought it would be cool.
This is only a temporary story.
If any one would like it, please PM me and I will send you the info.