Strawberry Werewolf chapter 3:

Author's Note: Well, here we are in chapter 3, getting on with Akane's adventures during her stay in Astrea Hill. Oh, and there's a surprise guest for you...

"speech"= normal speech.

[speech]= wolf speech.

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After the weekend, Akane returned to school. The nights in Shibuya was fun: beating yakuzas, endless clubbing and drinking, and vandalizing a little bit. Well, luckily Kuroda-sensei was there to keep her from setting the fire department on fire in a drunken stupor. In a wake of such a weekend, Akane's head throbbed and blood pulsed to her poor brain. So right after the last period in the morning, she skipped lunch and dashed into the forest. Making sure nobody was looking, Akane climbed the nearest tree was inhuman speed and took a cat nap.

The mysterious girl didn't know how long she had been sleeping up on the tree, but she heard someone's footsteps around. Deciding to keep a her guard, Akane opened her eyes to look around. Suddenly, the branch she was sitting on snapped, and she fell down. However, as a shihan, Akane was ready to react: she did an ukemi toward the ground and landed safely.

"You really are efficient in martial art." said somebody. Akane turned around and saw a tall girl with black hair and two red ribbons; she was wearing the uniform of St. Lulim and she was carrying a basket of something.

"And you are?" asked Akane; she had never seen this girl before.

"Minamoto Chikaru desu. Nice to meet you, Aka-kun." the girl smiled.

"Ah, so you're the famous Chikaru-san." Akane smiled back. "Nice to meet you. So, may I have the pleasure of knowing what are you doing here?"

"Ah, I'm just getting back from the meeting of the Cooking Club."

The mention of the word "cooking" made Akane's stomach growl. She had, after all, skipped lunch, so it was normal for her to feel hungry.

"It seems that you're hungry. Luckily I've made some pastries earlier. Here, have some." The long-haired girl handed the short-haired girl the basket. Akane was deeply embarrassed- she could endure pain much better than hunger. She let out an embarrassed smile before accepting the basket: "He he, thank you, Chikaru-san."

The two girls walked to the dorm together, talking about all the stuff they could think of. It turned out that Akane also had black belt in many other martial arts. When Chikaru asked her how could she achieve such high ranks while being so young, Akane was taken by surprise. She had never expected such a question. So she said that she had been practicing martial arts since she was very young. That wasn't exactly a lie; it was a half truth, because Akane couldn't say that she had awesome werewolf ability, could she? Especially when Kuroda-sensei had warned her about the existence of two Hunters inside Astrea Hill.

Chikaru asked Akane if she could help the SC President of St. Lulim establish a Martial Art club, and the werewolf agreed. She liked helping people if she liked them.

At almost midnight, Akane swore she could smell a familiar scent: the scent of other werewolves. She rushed to the window and frowned: it was a moonless night, but she still could see a black canine shadow with her Wolf Vision. Without any hesitance, Akane locked the door (using telekinesis) and jumped out of the window, transforming into a black wolf with red streaks of fur around her neck. Sniffing the scent, she tracked down the other wolf (or even wolves). She had to kill them before anyone could bust her cover.

Following the track, Akane got to the big lake of the school. She stood a while there, not sure where to go or what to do. Could it be that they have found out about her whereabouts?

[Nice to see you here, Ookami-san.] a brown wolf with a jagged ear emerged from behind the trees. Brown wolves were the transformation of mutts, or third-generation werewolves. Most of these wolves were scorned by the werewolves' community because they were scoundrels and unreliable; their presence could threat to uncover the lycanthropic society. The only person to make use of them was the person Akane hated the most.

[It's Viscount Sigma to you, mutt!] snapped the two-tone wolf. This brat was so insolent. [What do you want from me?]

[Shirogane-sama wants you to come back to him.]

[Say what?] Akane said (growled) in rage. That sonuvabitch, how dare him order his underling to bring her back. There was no way in hell she would tie herself down to that guy.

[Tell you asshole of a master that the Viscount Sigma won't comply with such a ridiculous request. No one orders that to a member of the Guild, especially an Elite.] Akane snarled. This mutt better run before she went bloody murder and slaughter him.

[Then I will have to force you you.] the mutt replied.

[Make me.] Akane taunted. [You really think you can confront me?]

[Not really. Unless I have company. Guys, attack her, in the name of Shirogane Kazuya] the mutt raised a paw, and then several other mutts came out from the shadow.

Being surrounded, Akane had to fight with all her ferocity. Either that or being forced to go back to that douchebag. Obviously, Ookami Akane would not go down without a fight. [Bring it on.]

So they fought. Despite being a first-generation Elite Guild member, it was impossible to fight off those idiots. Not when Akane took down one, another showed up.

[Damn! If I ever get out of this alive, I swear the Guild will have a good scolding in the next meeting.] thought Akane as she bit down on the neck of a mutt. It would have been easier if she used her specialty. But she could barely defend herself when wolves upon wolves charged at her, jumped on her and bit her legs, let alone summon her weapons.

Fortunately for the two-toned wolf though, right when she began to feel frustrated, a beautiful blue wolf with green eyes charged right through the dog-fight. It stood between Akane and the mutts, and it sent an icy death glare toward the mutts, making them step back.

[Natsuki! Thank God, you finally drag your ass here.] said Akane.

[I shoulda come earlier, but Shizuru was in the mood, so... you know...] if wolves could blush then Natsuki's face would've been beet red by now. But Akane was sure that deep inside her comrade was blushing.

[Aw, fuck! It's Kuga Natsuki the Count Omicron! We're in deep shit now.] whined one mutt.

[Shut up baka! We're paid to get the Viscount back to Shirogane-sama, not to whimper like a dog. If the Count get in the way then she should be get rid of.

[As if!] the blue wolf growled. [What are you waiting for, Aka-baka? Let's send them to hell!]

[On it!] Akane smiled inwardly. [ELO Mode: 21 Guns!]

[ELO Mode: Ice Advance!]

To the utter amazent and horror of the third-generation werewolves, the first-generation lycans began to change...