Me: I shall now go die in a hole.
Anory: What said you do now?
Me: -buries self in hole-
Anory: Eh! She'll be back by the end.
Star: Neko-mommy and Mama-Anory own nothing by the plot and idea. All rights reserved to there respected owners.
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xXxX- Mainly Yami
XxXx- Mainly Yugi
xxxx- Both equally
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The owls sat and watched, the crickets silent to listen, and predators and prays alike remained still and unmoving. Remaining as still as can be. The forest lay cloaked in silence. Unmoving, unheard. Sensing something; turmoil. A foreboding disturbance in motion. Something was going to happen tonight.
Muffled snapping and quite clanking was all that sounded as Yami and his father headed deeper into the darkness of the forest
Scanning his stoned burgundy eyes about, "It just eighteen yards ahead," the man whispered. Yami nodded, not needing to verbally respond to his father. The two crept closer to there destination as the singing of the last of the nocturnal insects hissed to dull hum.
Slowly Yami and his father skulked out into a small clearing, where the moon was clearly visible with nothing to abscise its view. Looking up, Yami's red eyes leered at the celestial goddess. Snoring in vile disgust the teen turned to his father.
Said man was crouched over a small patch of torn up earth. His hand resting softly on it. "It was here," he said a matter of fact. Bending down he sniffed the clustered dirt. "And recently too."
Yami cocked his gun at his fathers statement. Recently meant still close by. The adult rose to his feet, also loading up his gun. Both slowly began to back up into each other so as back to back. There eyes narrowed, piercing into the darkness. Guns loaded at read to strike.
Yami's eyes swept over the baselining of the trees.
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He knew they were here. He knew it was him they were after. He knew what he does. It just never was focused on him.
One little mistake. All he did was sharpen his claws on a tree. He didn't think the man would know it was a werewolf. He figure the man would think it a bear. But no. And now…
Yugi watched, silent as death, high within the trees as the man who had found his mark lead his partner, his son, to Yugi's last location.
Using all the stealth of nature and skills of his training Yugi followed the pair. Watching as they came to the small clearing, again he inwardly slapped himself as he watched the older male inspect a patch of earth he had upturned in his hast out of the cramped forest earlier.
His ears shot up when he hears clicks and saw the teen glaring around in the darkness while his partner readied his own weapon.
'I have to get out of here. But if I run they'll hear me.' Yugi desperately fought to figure out a means to escape. He didn't want to fight. He didn't want to hurt anybody. Especially not-
SNAP!
'Shit!' Yugi growled out. No since in being quite now. He turned and pelted away, already hearing the pair of hunters giving chase.
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Yami rushed forward. A blazing fire of determination pulsing through his legs, giving his strength and speed and pushing him further, faster. His father a few feet behind.
The moment they heard the snapping of branches, then a loud thud, as his something fell followed by a sharp growl before the beast turned tailed and fled. Yami wasn't going to have any of that. He and his father instantly gave chase.
Now, they knew they wouldn't be able to catch up to the beast. Here's where they hoped one of there traps would work. Yami, who was fairly gifted in strategical games, planned and set all the traps. Knowing no mindless beast would ever get through them.
As if on cue the sound of a pained howl boomed. Yami could only grin as he readied his gun.
'And that's checkmate.'
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Stumbling to the side Yugi held his head in hopes to help ease the ringing and sooth the throbbing in his skull.
Looking down the werewolf's eyes hardened. Before him was a narrow, but large pit that looked to be ten, many twenty feet deep. Definitely to deep for him to crawl out off. And the hole was to narrow for him to try and leap from wall to wall to get out. A few feet in front of the pit was a conveniently place log. Or what looked like a log, was actually a well decorated and disguised, large smoothly cut piece of metal. A chuck that size, no wonder it hurt when he hit it. It didn't even seem to move either. On either sides, after the log were large, over grown bushes of bramble.
Yugi could only marvel at the cleverness of the trap. Not only had it no way of escaping the pit, but prey would be forced back towards the pit of it tried to flee. Effectively hitting the bramble. They'd be so distort they wouldn't know what too do and fall victim to this well calculated trap.
Yugi couldn't help but grin. Even though this trap was set for him, it was still somewhat pleasant to find someone who used a mind rather then throw down an overly large cage and stick some meat chucks in. Hoping the predator would stupidly walk in.
Though, as impressed as he was Yugi figured he should flee while he could.
It was a blessing at time like these, he thanked Mother Luna for birthing him so small. Even at adulthood he appear no larger then a pup hitting puberty. It was thanks to that, and his swift reflects he he was able to avoid the pit. It was also thanks to his nose to dropped and rolled out of the bramble bushes away in time. The ordeal had only cost him a rather harsh wallop on the side of his head, but he'd live.
As Yugi leapt over the last boarder of brambles he heard a harsh cry followed by a string of curses. He knew he should leave, but he just had to see…
'Yami…'
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Yami spat out more dark curses and swears in his mother tongue as he kicked dirt into the air. "Khara!"(1) Yami growled, kicking dirt into the pit.
His father was knelt to the side, inspecting the dirt and leaf shiftings. He chuckled. "Smart, this one," he glance over at his son's trap. "First to have ever avoided your trap."
"I don't fucking care!" Yami clicked the safety off his gun. "It ain't getting away."
Just as the teen started marching into the forest he felt his father's grip on his shoulder. Spinning around burning red met stern burgundy. "You know you can't go alone," his father hissed. "I want them dead as must as you but chasing after them blindly without a plan it like throwing a mouse at pride of lions. No mater how small the mouse is it will not survive the lions." the man sighed, releasing his son. "Wither just one or a whole pack Yami, you never go alone. Never without a plan."
"But dad, it's only one. And it's close by. I can feel it!"
The man's burgundy eyes narrowed. "I said no. This trap is the only one you've had time to set up here. There's no way will be able to catch it now. We'll try again at the next full moon." As the man turned Yami growled.
"But what if it leaves by then!" but Yami's father could only smirk.
"Then we go on a hunting trip." His face fell more stoic-like. "But for now we return home."
Yami growled, silently fuming. So close. He was so close he could taste the vile beasts scent! He knew the creature was sitting back, watching them. Enjoying there tamed suffering while it was probably gloating about its ability to avoid one of his traps.
Yami slammed his fist into the earth. 'Dammit!'
Heaving from his pent-up frustration the teen rose to his feet. Huffing out a heavy sigh to gave the forest one more once over, readying to follow his father when he saw them. A pair of glowing purple eyes.
Then he bolted. A harsh and fearful voice called out too him going completely unnoticed.
xxxx
'Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!' Yugi mentally yelled.
He knew he should have ran. His instincts had told him too, but he wanted too… Hell! He didn't know what he wanted to do at the time. But now he had to run. And run like hell!
The near death experience and chase with Yami and his father had tired him out. He knew he wasn't running as fast. He could hear Yami gaining ground behind him.
Growling, Yugi was, again, wondering why of all the humans he had to fall in love with the werewolf hunter. Typical!
Snorting an angry grunt he leapt for a large boulder. Hoping for there he would leap someplace far enough away from Yami so as to rest while still fleeing.
Landing Yugi quickly sought out an area. Spotting a small gathering of boulders about half a mile away he braced him haunches. Feeling the power of his hind legs muscles tighten and pull back like a rubber band, ready to fire.
Then he was airborne. Soaring through the air. Yugi knew it was dangerous, but only with hunter groups. It was highly unlikely one hunter would-
A bang sounded. Its loud howl echoed. The clink of metal going almost undetected. Then red eyes gleamed before turning and rushing after the werewolf in the direction it would land.
Yugi's back hit a tree. Tearing out a pained yelp from his throat as he fell the the earth with another yelp of pain. Once back on solid ground he snarled, throwing a paw over his right shoulder.
"Dammit!" Yugi opening cursed.
Popular to human beliefs, werewolf could indeed speak clearly as apposed to all that grunting and growling nonsense.(2)
Slowly rising to his hide paws Yugi hissed as blazing fire burned inside his shoulder. He stumbled a few yards more towards the rocky cluster he had seen.
Making his way over to a large flat stone Yugi knelt down, paw tightly gripping his bleeding shoulder where the bullet had shot him. Tears leaked from Yugi's eyes. He knew he couldn't blame Yami. Yami didn't know who he was. He didn't know why Yami was doing this.
He couldn't blame Yami.
Sinking his claws into his flesh Yugi ripped at his shoulder. Tearing the skin open as he roared out in agony. An almost ghost of a chime could be heard over Yugi vigorous gasps and pants.
Looking down the teen-wolf's thoughts were confirmed.
Silver.
Picking it up he growled before throwing it into the depth of the rocks crevices.
Now, even though silver hurts and can kill werewolves, if much be in there bloodstream to cause damage. Merely touching silver does nothing. If it cuts them though, it will hurt to the point of burning them.
Looking down Yugi continued huffing. He needed to remain focused. If he let his survival instances kick in now…
The white wolf whimpered as the grip on his should tightened. He knew the wound heal in time but that did nothing to help with the pain. He whimpered as more tears and blood slide him his form.
Yugi sighed. Figuring Yami was already gone he opted he to should be leaving. The night will still young, yes, but he needed as much rest as he could get to heal his wounds without the proper care of a healer to help him.
Rising to his feet Yugi stood. The sound of a duo click was heard.
Looking up amethyst gazed at raged crimson. Such fury in those eyes caused Yugi to stumble back some. Yami advanced.
"You think you're so clever, do you?" Yami aimed his gun at Yugi's chest. "You beasts don't deserve to exist!" As Yami aimed to fire Yugi whimpered, lowering his head. Excepting defeat.
Yami froze. Never before had a werewolf 'laid down and surrendered'. The momentary shocked gave Yugi the time to lunge forward. Effortlessly knocking Yami's gun aside. Ripping off both the bullet pouch and gun strapped on his back.
Thrown back into reality Yami's raged flared. He had be tricked. Twice!
With startling speed Yami reached for his side gun. As he lifted to aim he saw the beast go for if but could be nothing to stop it. In the last second to tried to push the beast away only to cry out in pain.
Startled Yugi stumbled back. His eyes enlarged at the sight of Yami's profoundly bleeding arm.
Within three second Yami removed his shirt, tripped in into two pieces and tightly bound his wound. On the forth second Yami had rearranged himself, a large knife in his unwounded hand. His eyes burned with the stern strive to survive and the creature before him to die.
Yugi though, remained motionless throughout this.
He had hurt Yami. He had drew blood. He had marked an enemy wound.
He had not meant too!
All Yugi was trying to do was knock the gun out of the human grasp. That all! But as he went to do so Yami just had to try pushed him. Throwing off him aim to quickly for Yugi to stop or fix and instead of a steel gun his claws hit it was soft and delicate flesh.
"Come on!" Yami's cry, called Yugi back to the present. He watched as Yami brandished his large army knife.
Pulling his ears back and, minding his own wound, Yugi crouched down looked up at Yami. His naturally large eyes pleading. He whimpered his request, but Yami slashed out his knife.
"You won't feel me a third time bastard!"
Yugi whined again. He knew he'd be fine, but Yami's wound was still bleeding. He tried to get Yami to understand, but again the teen slashed his knife in warning.
Yugi knew he had to do something fast. Other wise Yami would bleed to death before his eyes.
Pressing his ears back Yugi whimpered softly. He knew it was forbidden, but he had not other choose. If he didn't speak to Yami the teen was going to die. Besides, Yugi had already committed two forbidden laws. One more wasn't going to do anything.
So, as Yugi crouched down, readying to speak a loud gun shot sounded, startling Yugi as he turned and ran off back into the forest.
As he fled he could clearly here Yami's father chowing him out as Yami argued back that he had almost had him. Yugi though, despite his wound was just thrilled Yami was now safe.
Rushing back to the stone clumps where he had hidden his human form clothing, he dug them out and gripping them in his jaws before turning and hobbled as fast as he could back to his den at the park.
He was in serious need of sleep.
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1- Khara: means shit in egyptian
2- In many, if not all stories, werewolf are described as mindless, killers. Losing there humanity, and in these losing there ability of human speech.
Anory: So, back to werewolves?
Me: …
Anory: Are you there?
Me: …
Anory: Neko-bitch-face?
Me: …
Star: I think she dead. -pokes-
Me: -keels over-
