Guns out. Loaded with as much rocksalt as we had, which, honestly, wasn't much. Beastie haunting this place looks to be a malevolent spirit. Albeit a seriously pissed off one. But we had to trigger an encounter with it, see what was, who it was so we could track it's remains and torch them.
Fun.

It was a very old small mansion. The tiles had been stripped back in many places, any carpet that was here, had been eaten away leaving old dry floorboards. Everything was dusty. Even the dust had dust. There were no working lights and the windows had all been boarded up. The fading sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the boards, and illuminated the rooms enough for our superhuman eyesight. With every creak in the house, Addy and I both would freeze and take a second to process whether the sound was 'supernatural' or 'non-supernatural'. It was relatively easy for us, given that we both had lupine hearing. Addy with her lycanthropy and me; well a part of my being an elf from the line that my mother was from, was that we had the ability to turn into our clan animal. We call that phasing. Addy calls going werewolf 'turning'. PoTAYto, PoTARto- we both turn into wolves. But our heightened senses stay with us even when we're in human form.
Addy signaled to me, telling me to listen to a sound near her that she singled out as odd. After two secnds concentration I breathed my analysis.
"Footsteps..."
She nodded and winked with a grin.
The tension rose as Addy gripped the door handle to the offending room.
I nodded 'ready' to her, and she threw open the door.
As we sprang in, we were met by screams and gasps. Our guns were raised... at a bunch of teenagers, huddled under an upturned desk. Addy sighed, and we sheepishly lowered our weapons. This gave one dark brown haired boy confidence, who stood up, assuming a superior stance.
"Who the HELL are you two?"
I ignored the boy's adrenaline fueled comment. Quietly, I said
"Is anyone hurt?"
Addy huffed.
"You are so much like Sam, it's sad. I have a better question- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING IN HERE?"
The aggro boy answered defiantly (but childishly)
"We asked you first" He sneered, throwing Addy a glance that rose even my hackles.
Addy looked fit to punch the dark brown haired guy, but a quiet, light brown haired boy at the back of the huddle who looked remarkably calm spoke up in a low voice.
"We heard this place was haunted. We wanted to check it out."
I rolled my eyes, which couldn't be seen properly in the dark, which was good, as they were flashing between their usual mint colour and a dangerous orange as I grew irate. It's what they did, my eyes changed colour with my mood. Another elvish trait- my mom and brother had it too, except it was their hair that changed, not their eyes.
Addy addressed the boy, but the comment was directed at the group. It was in her usual brash chirpy style.
"Nope. No ghosts. Only two girls who will boot your arses from here to your mother's laps if you're looking for kicks."
A small mousey haired girl with a terrified squeaky voice spoke now. She was huddled in the arms of a strawberry blonde haired guy who was, in every sense of the word- HOT.
"But it is haunted! We've seen the ghost!!" Upon sitting up with excitement, she noticed that the boy was holding her, and shoved him away with a snort of disgust. He didn't notice. His eyes were on me. I shifted uncomfortably under his hypnotized gaze, and focused on whoever was speaking now. It was aggro boy.
"Ha, Trinity, I still reckon that was just your shadow."He taunted, but looking less confident now.
"It wasn't! Maddy saw it too, didn't you!?"
'Maddy' nodded. Maddy was the composed boy.
Maddy turned to us, his near black eyes on us, filled with suspicion.
"You guys... you know how to kill it, don't you?"
Gee, this kid was sharp. I glanced at Addy. These kids having seen the beastie changed what we could tell them.
"Yes" I said, quietly. Maddy nodded, seemingly proud of his discovery.
"In that case, how do we help?" He said, receiving an encouraging nod from Trinity.
"You don't" Addy said sharply "You get out of it's way."
"Oh, c'mon" the aggro boy whined. Looking pale as he realised that what he saw was real.
"That thing threw a desk all the way across the foyer! Admit it, you could use our help. At least half of us are older than you, and we're probably stronger than you too. 'Cept Trinity."
"Hey!" Trinity whined. I really didn't like this kid's attitude. There was silence after that where I called a meeting with Addy. We were both battling with our consciences.
"They could be useful... If only as... distractions for the beastie." She looked like she wanted to punch herself for suggesting it.
"You mean as bait." I said, the guilt that was on Addy's face creeping into my system.
Addy then pointed out what we both knew, but didn't want to say.
"Besides, as soon as the sun goes down, which is in a matter of minutes, the beastie will not let us leave. They could get hurt trying to get out."
I nodded, and we had to accept our only option. It would take more than a matter of minutes to convince this lot to vacate. Addy also added that in a country town like this, at least one of these kids would know how to use a gun.
Returning to the little group, we decided to go with as much truth as we could allow.
"Ok, so by the time we reach the front door, the spirit will have us in a lock down and harm anyone who tries to get out, so it looks like we don't have a choice as to whether you stay or go. We have a few rules- Stay together. Unless otherwise ordered to do so, which brings us to rule two; Listen to us- we'll keep you alive. And whatever you do- do NOT try and get the spirit's attention. This thing is a malevolent spirit- a person who died a violent death and is now taking it out on the people who come into this house. Which means it will not show you any mercy. Iron repels it, so If you find any, grab it- But it has to be pure. We need to get to the kitchen and find some salt. It can't cross salt lines. And in these guns," I brandished my gun "Is rocksalt. These will stop it short of attacking you. But none of this will kill it. That's something Addy and I have to do tomorrow."
"Can anyone use a gun?" Addy asked, surveying the group of four.
Unsurprisingly, Maddy put up his hand, and Addy gave him her gun, drawing her tooth blade.
"So what, are you guys like, ghostbusters or something?" The hot guy finally spoke, his brown gaze still locked on me. I gave him a despairing look, that whithered slightly under his stare.
"Something like that" I managed to mumble, my face growing hot. Why was he staring at me like that? I fixed my attention on the features of the other group members to distract myself. Trinity had long, dull light brown hair with a straight fringe, similar to my shiny caramel straight hair, but I had no fringe, save for a long side fringe that was more part of my hair. She had wide gray eyes and very pale skin that was covered in freckles. She was cute, in a lost puppy kind've way. Maddy had the same light brown hair and gray eyes as Trinity. They were probably siblings. Aggro boy had very dark brown hair, styled flat on his head, chubby cheeks and flat brown eyes, nothing like the hot boy's deep golden brown eyes, and spiky strawberry blonde hair.
"My name's Marjue, by the way."
The hot by snorted, his gaze finally slipping from his frozen stare into mirth.
"Mar-JAY What kind of name is that?"
The hot boy was losing cool points with me very quickly.
"It's Mar-ZHEY, not Mar-JAY. And you can all just call me Mari. Except for you," I bored my eyes into the hot guys, now released from his stare I had more confidence. He turned funny under my glare
"YOU can practice wrapping your tongue around 'Marjue'." He huffed, and looked away at the wall.
Aggro boy introduced himself as Aiden. And Maddy corrected it to Matt. He and Trinity were siblings. Good guess. When I drilled him for it, staring at him in the same way again, the hot boy managed to mumble "Alec".
"Great, now that we all know each other-"
Addy cut me off.
"Get out of our pride lands?"
Trinity giggled, the rest of them grinning too. Addy shot me wide innocent eyes and a sweet smile. I punched her lightly on the arm, and suddenly, the atmosphere lightened up a little, making the hours to come seem just a little more promising than they were going to turn out to be...