Chapter 3

Miller walked up to Ben's Hill where DJ was.

"Do you wanna kill me now?" asked Miller.

"No." said DJ. "I just wanna talk."

"Then do so." said Miller.

"I apologize for my temper." said DJ. "You haven't went through what I have. I also get really pissed when someone falls in love with my woman."

"It's not my fault." said Miller.

"What do you mean?" asked DJ. "Wolves have no remorse."

"DJ, I'm not a wolf." said Miller. "I'm a lycan."

Not once in a million years have there been a lycan. It was hard to understand this.

"How is this?" asked DJ.

"When I was born, I was taken from my parents by the government." said Miller. "I had already been a vampire, but they didn't know that. They injected me with wolf DNA so when I was older, I'd be a secret weapon for the military. But I was a sniper against wolves. We were on the virge of killing the leader wolf, Mastress Dark."

"Wolves don't have leaders." said DJ. "And you don't know what you're up against! She is in command of the world's deadliest wolves! She may very well be worse! You need training!"

Until dawn, DJ trained Miller.

Dawn.

"Training complete." said DJ.

"Then I hope you're prepared for me." said a familiar female's voice behind him. It was Mastress Dark.

"Belladonna." said DJ.

Mastress Dark put her head up. (If some of you either don't know or forgot, Belladonna is a purple whippet.)

"I knew you'd figure out." she said as if she wanted him to know. She threw her hooded cape into the wind. "Time after time, I've sent coyotes to kill you but I've been failed just as many times. Well a piece of advice is you should've never stepped foot in Georgia. You should've never befriended Sasha and Charlie. The world was going to be mine before you. Well, it will be this time and Annabelle won't stop me!"

"I'm disgraced to know that one of my ancestors married you, auntie." said DJ.

"I'm all yours when you're ready to fight." said Belladonna.

DJ made two lightsabers like Asajj Ventress's (from Star Wars: Clone Wars/Star Wars: The Clone Wars) appear. The blades were orange instead of red.

"Miller, stand back." said DJ. "This is family business."

"So, that's how you wanna play?" asked Belladonna, clenching her fists and black blades came out of an invisible hilt. The handles appeared. They looked like the handle from Asajj Ventress's blue lightsaber.

DJ charged.