Author's Corner: This is my first shot at a supernatural fic. It includes mystical creatures, animal shifters and etc. I will also be utilizing Greek gods and goddesses, nymphs, fairies and anything else that pops into my mind. I will push the envelope and your imaginations so if you can't hang, step off now. I am going to place WWE superstars in place of Greek Gods and Goddesses, just use your damned imagination.

Hellcat: Demon that feeds on souls to live

Crescent: Born Animal but can shape-shift to any form

Pantera: Female Panther

Hunter/Huntress-Hunts hell cats for Trish, Greek goddess of the hunt

Rated R for graphic violence, strong sexual content and other adult themes, reader discretion is so incredibly advised.

Ahem…Rayn don't hate me for one of these pairings. I couldn't think of anyone else who would fit!!!

Torque

Prologue

Metallica's The Unforgiven rang on her cell phone, signifying it could only be one person. Already knowing what it was about she groaned, didn't the man have a life of his own? Didn't he know who she was before she took this job?

"What is it Andrew?" Eternity growled into the phone.

"Kali another human in your area was killed."

"And? Humans die all the time." she grumbled and they did. Gods knew they had to be the clumsiest creatures ever to grace earth. She didn't have time for this, she was tired; it had been a helluva night.

Andrew growled low in his throat, ever since the latest Giovanni cub had grown up and took the job she took all hell had broken loose.

"This one had his throat ripped out," Andrew said being as patient as he could. They called him 'Test' for a reason, being that he was one of the most patient Gods on Olympus but dear God this woman tested even that patience. "I guess you wouldn't know anything about that either, huh?"

Eternity reached to hit the END button on her cell phone, she had had about enough of Andrew's current bitching, he knew what she was about and she had a feeling he already knew whether or not she had anything to do with this.

"Don't even think about it," Patricia, Andrew's sister, was quick to intercept her, "And yes, we do know if you had anything to do with it. But we'd much rather you tell us."

"Well if you already know, then why the hell are you bothering me with it?" Eternity griped.

"You know what Kali--"

"Eternity Patricia, Kali is no longer exists in me."

"I don't give a damn what you want to be called Kali, I'll call you what I want, and I want people to stop dropping dead in that city, got it?" Patricia about shrieked.

"Whatever Trishie," Eternity let out an agitated sigh, "Andrew, can I go now?"

Patricia clicked off without allowing Andrew a reply; she was fuming because there wasn't much she could do about her since Eternity was technically not a Huntress but a pantera crescent. A crescent was a creature born of an animal but could transform into damn near anything. And in order for Eternity to be punished she would have to be brought before council then be judged and sentenced.

Now, Patricia could care less about Eternity's extracurricular activities. She was the biggest fan of humans anyway so if Eternity killed a few, so be it. But, Eternity was female, she was on her radar and that meant competition. If it were up to her she would've ripped out Eternity's throat a long fucking time ago but she hadn't because of her Jeffery. Jeffery was her most trusted ally and often times most satisfying lover. But of all people knew first hand what it was to be abandoned by the family that was supposed to love you. Eternity was left for dead by her parents, unintentionally; Mama Giovanni having had too many cubs in her life this one she truly thought was dead. But here's what even Patricia didn't agree with, all dead people deserve dignity, no one deserves to be thrown in a dumpster.

Andrew had spoken with Jeffrey who in turn had a talk with the Greek Goddess of the hunt, but anyone who was anyone knew about the relationship between Jeffrey and Patricia, so Jeffrey speaking to her about what to do with the young angry pantera was like trying to talk to a brick wall with a sexual appetite.

Patricia could give a damn less how angry the little brat was, she turned to her brother, "Do something about her."

-

Andrew sighed and rolled over.

"Akri," Lisa, Andrew's demon servant, using the Greek word for master, "what's wrong?" she asked in her sing song voice.

"Nothing Simi," Andrew sighed. Simi was the Greek word for baby.

"Must be something," she said wiping the red substance off her lip, "You look sad."

"I'm not sad Simi, I'm a little confused."

"Oh, okay," Lisa said seemingly okay with the fact that Andrew was no longer sad but just confused, "Need the Simi's help?"

Andrew kissed Lisa's forehead, "Nope Simi, I'm okay,"

Lisa was the only thing pure to Andrew. Lisa was a servant technically but he would rather poke out his eye with a flaming rod than to ever treat her like one. Finding her when she was a baby he nursed and nurtured her and now as she stood before him in human form with dark raven waves and a hazelnut complexion he realized she was really his only family in the world. Her radiant eyes were like that of a small child, always wondering and moving. He was glad to have her, with his sister being the general of an army of vampire hunters and being romantically involved with an advisor he needed a pure outlet. He was getting the feeling that his sister was a raving fucking lunatic.

"Okay, well my plastic's broken again," Lisa said snapping him back into reality, "And the Simi can't buy no more shimmeries from QVC if her plastic's broken,"

Andrew gave Lisa a weak smile handing her two more credit cards, "There you go,"

Lisa gave Andrew a big bloody kiss, "Thank you Akri, you're the best,"

If only he felt like Lisa did. If something wasn't done about Eternity soon she would die and Patricia's little friend Jeffrey loved life too much to let anyone die on his watch there would be nothing he could do about it.

-

Eternity opened her eyes and smiled, she loved these kinds of nights. The night after a fresh kill, she always made it her own personal mission to have a night of unwinding. And after that kind of work it was a definite necessity. She was a huntress in every sense of the word. She hunted out of sport, out of necessity and often times just for the hell of it. And with all that she would not join Patricia and become a Huntress. That is what pissed her off most.

She knew what Patricia was so upset about; she had that little pet Jeffrey and Eternity swore that no one loved the humans the way that man did. She shook her hair down out of its ponytail; she didn't know love and didn't care to. She had a husband once, another crescent male but she was panther female and he was cheetah male so he wasn't her of her breed. He wasn't handsome but he was the gentlest creature she'd ever known. It was as close as she came to love of another, actually to love period. She was merely infatuated with him, but once he realized that it was quite likely that she couldn't bear his children; he threatened to leave her. Be damned if she would go through that again. Be damned if she would be abandoned once more by someone who was sworn to love her, the vows they took said 'til death do them part. The day he tried to leave her, she ripped his jugular right out of his throat. 'Til death did them part. What was so hard to comprehend about that?

That was the beginning of the end. Andrew had tried to contain her, Patricia tried to control her, but at the end of the day she was law unto herself. One had to know her to understand her; fact is as the last offspring of a mating from hell she was left for dead by her heartless bitch of a mother. Her other sisters didn't really know of her or at least that's the tale that Jeffrey tells. Yeah but Jeffrey also says she wasn't left for dead intentionally, yeah well she would believe that when she saw it. Not that he had a reason to lie, what would that prove?

Patricia sat on the council Sagacity, the panel of judgment for vampires and bless her non-existent heart she allowed Jeffrey to sit in her place. But Eternity knew he was trying his absolute damndest not to allow his mistress to rip her heart out and feed it to some starving rabid animal. Along with his affinity for humans, Jeffrey had an affinity for life period. Again, something Eternity just couldn't wrap her head around. When she had a husband she had something to live for. Now that she didn't if she died tomorrow, oh well. She didn't care; she seriously doubted anyone would miss her especially since as far as her family was concerned no one had any knowledge of her. So if Jeffrey was going to turn her in to the council, that was his prerogative, but another thing about Jeffrey is he had this funny knack for maintaining that there was good in everyone and he gave everyone a chance to prove themselves.

Eternity got dressed to go out to a club where the young human males frequented. Contrary to human belief, young human males these days are some of the most hardcore lovers she'd ever been with. Screw being with males of her own species, they were vicious, violent, and often times, she had to kill them; not meaning to of course, but female panther could often be as violent as the males. Dressed in a short black leather micro-mini skirt, a midriff red halter and black leather mid-calf stiletto boots she popped into her favorite night club, Appeal.

"What's up Eternity?" Adam Copeland aka A.J. the bouncer greeted her.

"Not much A.J." she said pulling out her wallet to pay the cover, "How's the club?"

"You know your money is no good here." he said pushing away the cash, "And the club is hot as usual."

A.J. was her favorite, he never charged her a cover, which was not a bad thing, but she was loaded it wouldn't have hurt her pockets any.

"Great," she said leaning up to kiss his cheek as she slid the cover into his back pocket, "and there's a little something extra for you big boy." she smiled and sashayed her way into the club.

A.J. wasn't lying; the club was definitely jumping as Eternity danced her way onto the dance floor. A hot date wasn't the only reason she was eager to get into Appeal. Fact was a lot of Hellcats snacked on the young teens that frequented Appeal. And while she hadn't taken an oath with Patricia to be of her Huntresses, she did help Andrew and Jeffrey take care of the Hellcats of the city, just until they could get a Hunter to realign themselves. Not because she felt some duty to Andrew, Patricia or even Jeffrey but because she just love to kill. It was in her heart.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, she could already feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end and for whoever it was behind her it was not going to be a good night. She lifted her arms in the air swaying back and forth to the heart-thumping music not bothering to turn around just yet; buying her a little time because truth be told she wasn't here to fight. She had done her fighting yesterday when she tore that kid's throat out of his body. Another tremor went through her as she felt the person tap her shoulder once more and moved to dance in sync with her body.

There were only two options she had here. She already knew that the asshole behind her was a Hellcat and the beautiful thing about being a Crescent was when a Hellcat sucked out the soul of one they also take in their powers, whatever they may be. So she could continue dancing tonight and act as if she was off duty or she could take the bastard out where he stood. She decided to act on the second one, but the problem with that was humans aren't supposed to know of their world unless absolutely necessary. Damn rules.

"Let's get out of here." She whispered.

"My pleasure," he said back.

Good, she thought, he's a cocky one the cockier the better actually.

She proceeded to the alley outside the club as three other Hellcats joined the fray, two more males and a female. Damn, she may not make it back into the club tonight.

"You ready to party Huntress?" The female asked, "We know who you are."

Eternity raised one bored eyebrow, "And that's supposed to mean something to me Hellcat?"

"It's four of us and one of you," she smirked, "I would think that meant a lot."

"Vermin is vermin dear," Eternity rolled her eyes, "and you all need an exterminator."

The tallest male came at her, "I'm going to enjoy sucking the life out of you dark goddess."

Eternity rolled her eyes again, one for the fact that Hellcats watched far too many movies and two they took the time to look up the definition of her biological name. Hellcats had way too much time on their hands.

The tallest male attacked, she ducked low striking him in the black spot on his chest as he hit the ground. She looked up at the other three, "Again I'll say, that's supposed to mean something to me Hellcat?"

"You bitch," the female spat at her.

"I would repeat myself but it's starting to be cliché so in which case I'll say, won't be the first time."

This time the Hellcats got smart, attacking all at once. For the first time in a long time Eternity felt like she may be just a wee bit over her head. She only knew of one way to kill a Hellcat, there was a black spot in the middle of their chest, that's where she had to hit.

They attacked her from three angles simultaneously. It's been stated, if she died, she died. At least she got to kick some ass and take some names before she went. The Hellcats scratched and clawed at her, tormenting her for her arrogance. Worthy opponents she was sure but to damned scare to face her straight up like a true warrior would. Suddenly a male was jerked off her with the speed of lightening leaving her feet free to flip over and knock the two holding her into one another. Quickly flashing into the form of a panther she went at the female's throat, tearing into the soft flesh feeling the warm gush of blood on her fangs. She didn't even bother to look at the other person who had come to her rescue. She was out for blood. She leaped for the second male, flashing into human form in mid flight, striking him right in the chest. Bull's-eye. Once both Hellcats where gold dust on her expensive boots she looked up and growled baring her fangs, she knew he was panther-crescent, it clung to him like a second skin.

"Look hon," the panther spoke said, "I'm not all that pleased to be in your company either, but you are bleeding in more places than I care to count. You think I could take you to my brother's club and at least get you cleaned up?"

Eternity looked down at herself she felt the blood trickling down her neck, down her legs, and down her torso. There was a gaping, raw wound in her shoulder but she wasn't going to start complaining about it.

"That's cool, I'm okay."

"You're going to bleed to death sweets." The male replied.

Eternity shrugged, "Oh well."

"Well if for nothing else come to get yourself out of sight. Somebody is going to freak out if they see you walking the streets like that, just come get cleaned up please. If you were a female in my family I'd lose my mind."

Eternity scoffed, "Yeah well I'm not a female in your family, remember that."

"Whatever you say chica, but fact is, that hole in your shoulder isn't going to heal itself." the male said with a shrug.

Eternity took two steps and stumbled. As much as she hated to admit it, there was no way she would make it back home without hemorrhaging.

"Hey male," Eternity called out.

"At your service," the male said from where he stood.

"How far to your brother's club?"

"About a block, why?"

"I think I'll go listen to the music," she joked weakly taking another step.

"Good, let's go."

Eternity took another step and the entire world went dark.