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In this chapter...Selena investigates some disappearances, but the end result is far from what she expected it to be!
Here's Chapter 1! Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1
I looked at my watch for the second time in a single minute. Impatiently, I was waiting for Sam to arrive. Well, not Sam himself. Actually, I was waiting for Dean to arrive. Sookie had named his dog form that before she knew the dog was Sam, and that Sam was a shape shifter.
Recently, weird things had been starting to happen. Things that can't be explained. Humans were going missing one by one. Hookers to be exact, which explains why I was standing in an abandoned alley, hiding in the shadows. I didn't want any sick fucker to drive by, see me, and jump to conclusions. If I stayed hidden in the shadows then no human would be able to see me what-so-ever. Humans never did have the best eyesight to begin with.
The reason why I was even here was because of a vision I had. In the vision I had seen one of the hookers that was now missing. She was with a guy. I'm not even going to tell you what I saw. It wasn't pretty. It was disgusting, actually. The scene had made me want to claw my own eyes out.
But, any who, after the guy left, and the hooker was alone...an unidentifiable creature, or whatever it was, sneaked into the alley. The features of the person that I could make out surely weren't features of a human. Therefore, leading me to believe that I could be some help. It'd make me useful for something again.
Ever since returning to Bon Temps from San Francisco everyone was pitying me, and treating me like a kid. I was sick of it as soon as the first, "I'm sorry about what happened to you," came out of someone's mouth. Last time I checked I was a 21 year old who knew how to take care of herself, not a 10 year old who ran screaming to mommy and daddy every time something went bump in the night.
Everyone insisted, though, that I take it easy for a while. Apparently, everyone in town knew what the doctor from San Francisco's orders for me were. They all insisted that I followed them. On the other hand, I say screw the doctor's orders! I know a lot more about me and my body than any doctor in the world will ever know.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Sam...I mean Dean arrived. After I had the vision of the hooker I had went straight to Sam. I had known he was a shape shifter for a while, and knew that he'd be the one to help me out. Of course, for him to help me out I had to confess to him what I was, and how my visions worked and all. He understood completely, and didn't judge me at all about it. I had understood him when he told me about his secret, so he did the same for me.
"What took you so long? I've been waiting for at least half an hour," I told me.
He brushed against my leg, as if he was saying sorry for keeping me so long.
"Alright, I'm sure you didn't mean to be late," I said. "So, could you sniff the alley, and see if you can smell something other than a human? Something possibly dangerous?"
Wasting no time, Dean went straight to work. He slowly sniffed the whole alley. Once he made it to one end of the alley he turned, and worked his way back to the other end. When he made it to the end of the alley opposite of where he had come in, he stopped.
Dean sniffed the air, cautiously. Catching a whiff of something, he turned and ran back to me. He motioned with his head towards the end of the alley that he had just previously been at. He quietly whined. He had caught on to something that wasn't a human. If it was a human he wouldn't have been acting the way he was right now.
"What is it boy?" I asked, bending down to his level.
Dean looked up at me since even though I was kneeling, i was still taller than him. He didn't even need to speak to me even if he could. I knew that we needed to get the hell out of the alley. Now! Something wasn't the least bit right.
I stood back slowly, and extremely cautious. I looked both ways, and saw that the cost was clear. Then I made a run for it. I ran down towards the opposite end of the alley where Dean had sensed the unhuman presence. Whatever the thing was I sure as hell didn't want to find out.
Too bad fate had other plans for me. Just as I made it to the end of the alley something walked in front of it, blocking my way out. Oh, shit! Of course, it'd be my luck to run into this thing. My luck had surely run out since I had arrived here in Bon Temps around late September.
Slowly, I began backing up. Every time I backed up the thing stepped forward. Then I tried a different approach just to see what would happen, I stepped forward. The thing took a step back. It was as if we were doing the two step or whatever that dance move is called.
Dean stood at my side the whole time. I knew I wasn't alone. Dean surely wouldn't leave me here alone with this unknown presence. It just wasn't his nature. He growled at the thing, and the thing growled back, shocking both Dean, and I. We both took a step back unsure of what the hell we were dealing with.
In the blink of an eye, whatever it was jumped at us. Trusting my instinct, I quickly turned, and began running towards the other end of the alley. Luckily, I turned, and ran when I did. Otherwise, I would have gotten scratched in the face.
I felt a stinging sensation on my right arm. Normally, I'd be pissed, but right now I was just happy that it wasn't my face that had gotten scratched. I ran out of the alley in a hurry. Dean wasn't far behind. I didn't stop running until I reached my car. Once I reached my car, I opened the passenger side door to let Sam...Dean in, and then got into the driver's seat. I turned the car on, put it in drive, and peeled off down the road.
My mind was racing. I looked down at my arm, and saw that it was bleeding profoundly. My whole right arm was covered in blood. Damn it! I was getting blood all over my car seats. Thankfully, they're leather, so the blood will come up easily.
Dean whined from the passenger seat. I glanced over at him, and noticed that he was looking at my arm. He had a worried look in his eyes.
"I'll be fine, Dean," I assured him. "I'll just take you home really quick, and then I know someone to go to for help."
I knew exactly who to go to. I, also, knew for a fact that he wouldn't think twice about helping me. Though, all I really needed was a bottle of synthetic blood to heal me. But, since Sookie along with Rachel, but I don't have to worry about her because she knows the truth about me, would be there I couldn't drink the blood, and heal myself without having to confess the truth to Sookie. And, I wasn't ready to put her through the truth just yet.
Surely you all know where she's running to. Eric will be in the next chapter! And, who knows? Maybe Selena's bad ass attitude will even make an appearance! Please Review!
