Protect the things you like
Kill the things you don't
Draw your sword
And slit its throat
It's the beast or you
Catch it as it lurks
Away from the Moon
Into the shadows
Of the hearts of Men
The creatures of the night
will soon find you..
Everything seemed so different under the sun, she had trouble recognizing the forest where she had battled the werewolf. However, the shadows were lengthening. Little time was left. She was getting ready to enter the mass of trees, when she felt a presence behind her.
Zero was looking at her a couple of hundred yards away. She looked quite scary. Her hair was swept by the wind, her bandages were bloody, her skin was pale, she had dark bags under her eyes, and her clothes were torn. Yet somehow he couldn't look away.
She turned away and stepped into the dark forest. He followed her from a distance.
The Beast was a shapeless mass of flesh and blood. She could already smell the rotten flesh.
She took out a tiny bottle whose transparent glass revealed a silver liquid. She knelt in front of the dead wolf and said a prayer according to tradition:
We exorcise you, revolting spirit, whoever you might be, Satanic power, invasion of the diabolical enemy, in the name of Astrid, our Lady, be stripped off of the innocent soul you invaded and be sent to the depths of despair, where you belong.
As she said those words, she poured the silver liquid on the monster, which started eating away its flesh and bones.
As the Beast vanished, she could feel her bones turning colder. She shivered. Had the wolf been conscious of his actions? Had he really wanted to kill?
She put her arms around her shoulders, trying to keep herself warm. Zero had been captivated by the scene. The Hunters he knew only dealt with vampires, and he had no knowledge of the other creatures of the night.
"Was it human...before?" he asked.
"Maybe..I don't really know...Some are, but some aren't" she answered her features sinking slightly, thinking the beast before her might have been turned the same way she had been. The only difference was that she wasn't going to become a werewolf. She was just going to die.
" Some" she continued "are just born that way"
"You're still bleeding" he changed the subject.
"I know" she replied without emotion.
"I can smell it" he added.
"I know"
"Do you know what I am?"
"Yes, I can sense it, you're a vampire"
"Aren't you going to die if keep bleeding out like this?" he asked without any concern showing on his handsome face.
"It doesn't matter. I am going to die anyway" she whispered so low that Zero could barely hear.
She told him about the vaccine.
He didn't show any emotions. He didn't know her. Why would have he cared?
They went back to Cross Academy together, but he had to help her walk as she was getting weaker by the minute. She had only a few hours left.
She called her company. Sandra, the secretary didn't even react to the news. Lois was aching. Did no one care if she left this world?
She fell on her knees, her head touching her lap. She started she really have no one? Was no one going to care? Paula wasn't there anymore. Would have she cared? Lois didn't know. She was going to die alone. At least Beasts have each other, she thought, I don't have anyone.
Lois usually never dwelled on such things. She had been brought up to be tough, cold, and unemotional. But everyone has their moments when everything they've learned just goes out the window, forgotten for a moment. And the only thing left is the beating heart of a human. Just a human being.
"Are you crying?" asked a tiny voice.
Lois looked up and saw...