For a while the group just followed Amelie along the streets of Morganville on what looked like a randomly chosen route and Shane and Eve were wondering what the hell they were doing. After about twenty minutes Shane nudged Michael and asked quietly. "What the hell are we doing? Going for a night stroll?"
"They're tracking." Michael turned his eyes towards the vampires in front. "This werewolf or whatever has a distinct smell, nothing like a human or vampire. I couldn't smell it before but now I've come across it it's easy to tell apart from everything else."
"By distinct do you mean gross?"
Amelie turned her head slightly to the side. "A werewolf's scent isn't unpleasant exactly just very... strong. I suppose you could count that as another weakness they have since it makes them easy to track down."
Shane nodded his head at her answer. He didn't really care to be honest though because either way he was still getting bored and creeped out by the vampires he caught lurking in the shadows every so often. Shane stayed beside Eve most of the time as it made him feel more comfortable as the walk continued to be uneventful for a long while- the whole time Shane kept his shotgun raised while secretly pretending in his mind he was in one of his zombie games.
Soon they came toward a street that split into two roads that moved away from each other. As they came to the turning Amelie held a hand up indicating for them to stop. One of the vampires moved to stand beside her. "Which way now ma'am?"
"I'm not sure. For some strange reason the scent fades here, there's no indication of which way the creature is. Perhaps we are very unlucky or this werewolf is very smart."
"So what shall we do?"
Amelie paused for a second before turning to look at them all. "We must part here, that way we have more chance of catching this thing." She pointed to the vampire beside her and three others. "You four shall come with me." She then pointed to the remaining three. "And you shall join Michael and his human companions."
The vampires nodded and the group began to split and head in each direction. Amelie then stopped. "And be careful, especially you humans. There are many myths of what a bite from this thing will do to you and I have no knowledge on what is true."
Shane and Eve had never thought about that until Amelie mentioned it but since they lived in Morganville and were used to unpleasant possibilities it didn't discourage or scare them too much so they both just nodded calmly.
Michael, Shane, Eve and the three vampires had taken the left turn which headed into a more rundown area of Morganville. The streets there had dodgy shared apartments and shops that either hadn't been opened for years or just shouldn't be open. It was the sort of place you most expected to be murdered, particularly when walking past one of the narrow alleys that were darkened by the less convenient lack of street lamps nearby; had graffiti that Eve suspected to be painted with blood covering just about every brick and had the distinctive smell of cat piss as you walked by that was impossible to go unnoticed. It was unlucky to be born in Morganville but it was even more of a misfortune to come from this neighbourhood. But most likely those who stuck around didn't live long enough to wallow about it anyway.
The further into the street they got the closer Eve got to Michael's side. When the one working street lamp began to flicker Eve whispered as she raised her dart gun. "Ok, either Jason Voorhees or Freddy Krueger is going to jump out from behind a bin or something. How do people live in this part of town?"
"How do people live in this town at all?" Shane commented causing one of the vampires in front to narrow their eyes at him and another to chuckle lightly. "Glad I amuse you. But seriously this is stupid, we've been walking around for almost an hour and nothings happened. It might not even be here."
"Maybe you're right but Amelie isn't going to let us go until we find out."
Shane started mumbling to himself, mostly about how he always had to deal with vampire issues and doesn't even get paid for it. He was also about to add a line of profanities at the end as well but was suddenly hushed by Michael. Shane looked towards him and noticed he had his head tilted to the side and had a look of concentration on his face as if he was listening for something. Shane also noticed that the other three vampires had fallen silent too. All of their bodies stiffened.
Eve put a hand on Michael's arm and whispered. "What is it? What wrong?"
At that moment Michael lifted his head to stare towards a pitch black alley with slightly widened eyes. "It's here." Eve followed his line of sight and for a second thought she saw a pair of yellow eyes looking out at them from the darkness but that quickly disappeared as a dark shadow lunged from the narrow passage at one of the vampires in front.
In all honesty Michael, Shane and Eve weren't quite sure what to expect but they had all at least imagined finding a huge vicious dog that wanted to shred them. So they were surprised in the end because even though the supposed werewolf moved incredibly fast the shape they managed to see was without a doubt human. But just like a vampire it only looked like a human, it certainly didn't act like one. It was far too fast for one thing, not quite as fast as a vampire but the way it twisted and leaped through the air like some kind of extreme free runner gave the illusion it was.
As it leaped at the first vampire it leaned back in the air and hit the vamp square in the chest with its feet before propelling back, hitting the concrete with its back and bouncing to its feet like it was the simplest move ever. Eve's mouth hung open. "That's not a werewolf that's freaking catwomen!"
But there was no time to argue because it was clear why this thing- or he or she- was able to kick a vampire's ass. Its agility was unbelievable, the way it manoeuvred between its attackers and leapt through the air like it was stable ground- it could almost be described as beautiful. As the vampire it attacked was getting back to it's feet the other two were trying to corner the not so wolf like werewolf. But when one lunged forward it simply dived to the side and rolled to its feet... towards Michael, Shane and Eve.
Michael pushed Shane and Eve behind him as the wolf turned towards them. It made a brief step forward them faulted in confusion- tilting its head to the side as Michael starred back. What he didn't know was that it was wondering why he didn't attack.
Shane and Eve couldn't see it clearly due to the darkness but because Michael had vampire vision he could. And what he couldn't do was call the creature in front of him an it anymore but a she- as he saw his supposed enemy clearly. His eyes were wide at the thought that he was meant to kill her. They stared at each other for a moment until Michael heard the familiar click of a gun being loaded. Just behind the girl he saw one of the vampires aiming a shotgun. He gasped in horror. "No wait!"
But it was too late, the shot sounded and the girl yelped in pain as the wolf's bane bullet imbedded in her back. She dropped to her knees briefly but when she saw the vampire approaching to finish her off she forced herself to her feet and fled into the alley. Michael didn't waste time, he shoved the vampire aside and ran after her with Shane and Eve behind him. "Michael, what are you doing?" Shane yelled.
"It's a kid. It's just a kid!" He shouted back as he followed the trail of blood while dodging bags of rubbish and cardboard boxes.
Shane and Eve soon saw the dead end of the alley that was a high brick wall, in front of it they could see the outline of a figure crouching. When they reached the end and stopped in front of the figure it looked up and through the thick darkness all Shane could see was its strange yellow eyes looking back. So he could see better he pulled out his phone and turned the flash of his camera on before turning it towards whatever was crouching in front of him. He and Eve were shocked to find that Michael was right. What they expected to be some vicious, four legged monster turned out to be a young girl, probably no older than seventeen.
