A/N Hey, sorry this one took so long. I actually had it uploaded to my account, but had forgotten to publish it. As this is one of my first stories, I was shocked to find people had favorited it and decided to follow it, but am still disappointed that with over two-hundred and fifty views, three followers, and two favorites, I am yet to have a single review. Anyways, enjoy.
Chapter 3:
I hop onto the roof, and look down at the streets. I'm eight stories up. I see commons wandering around, the occasional fight breaking out. I turn, and lean against one of the vents, take my hood off, and stare up into the sky.
"Hunter?" I hear Witch call from below. I growl, and close my eyes. She continues to call out for me, until one of her cries gets cut off. I open my eyes, and lean over the side. She is nowhere to be seen. I hop over the side of the apartment building, and scan once more. I notice movement. Too abrupt to be the movement of an idle common. I leap off the building, and land on my claws. I supress a growl, and move towards the alleyway the movement came from. There's a crash of a trash can, and I stand and sprint to the alley. I see Witch, her mouth covered by a hand. Behind her, is a human. He wears a white coat, which is smudged. I scream and lunge at the man. He throws Witch forward, and punches me once in the face. I hiss as his fist collides with the scar on my cheek. Witch bounds towards the man, but he ducks. She runs right over him, and he raises a gun. It is aimed right at the back of her head.
"Listen! I know what you two are! I want to help!" He calls. I want to pounce him, but then he'd pull the trigger. I can't let him kill Witch.
"What are we then?" I snap, without thinking. His gun lowers, and he turns to me.
"You can speak!" He says, amused. I growl, threatening to pounce. He holds his arms up in defence, and drops his gun to the ground.
"I mean you no harm. I just wish to study you." He tells us. I narrow my eyes.
"Study us?" I ask, angrily. He nods, and pants.
"Yes. You are unique. You have a chance to..." He begins. I grit my teeth, and walk towards him.
"To what?" I ask.
"To turn." He responds. I chuckle.
"Turn? In case you haven't noticed, we have already turned!" I retort. He shakes his head.
"No! Turn back! Turn back into a human!" He says. My eyes widen. I stare down at the ground, then at Witch. She is smiling. I get that odd feeling in my stomach that I felt the other day.
"How?" I ask.
"It's simple, if you'd please come with me to-" Without warning, a tongue wraps around his body.
"No!" I scream. I look up and see Smoker constricting the man. I crouch and jump up at him. I land on top of him, and I slash his tongue. It falls down to the alleyway below us. I look into his eyes with ferocity and anger boiling inside me. He looks at me, innocently.
"You are not going to take my chance to be human away from me, Smoker!" The words escape my lips. He frowns and pushes me off of him.
"Human? You want to be human? Are you daft?" He asks.
"Why would I be insane for something like that? It's perfectly normal!" He shakes his head.
"Yeah, for a human! We're the apex predators now, Hunter! Humans are soon to be an extinct race!" He retorts.
"So I'll die with them!" I argue. He circles me, as though he is seeing a brand new person.
"What makes you think you can even become human again?" He interrogates.
"That man says he can make me human!" I yell.
"Yeah, chances of that are slim! This could turn out three ways! One, he leads you to your death! Two, he locks you up and runs a series of tests on you! And three, he actually does manage to turn you! That third one is near impossible!" He shouts.
"So? Am I not allowed to hope?" I ask. He shakes his head.
"We are not human! We are Infected! What even makes you any different than the others? That man could turn any common down there into a human! Why doesn't he? Because he can't! You are too gullible, Hunter!" He scorns. He steps closer to me, baring his claws. I rise and show him mine. Mine trump his easily.
"Have you not noticed that we can speak? That we can move as we will, and do what we will? That's what makes us different! Not the man who performs on us! The state of infection!" I scream. Rage fills me, and it takes all my strength to stop from attacking him.
"You are too naive and stupid, Hunter! You really believe that we can just turn back?" He asks. I nod.
"We became Infected one way, and we can become human another!" I growl.
"You are stupid, and gullible. Even if you were to turn back, you'd be an outcast! A freak! The only person you'd have is Witch, and she's too stupid to survive as a human!" I lose control at this comment. He can insult me, and say I'm foolish. But he does not bring her into this. He does not get to.
A/N This chapter was a bit short, but the next one is guaranteed to be longer. That's a promise I am willing to keep. Oh, and before I forget, make sure to leave a review on where I could improve, or even suggestions (no flaming, please). So you can go ahead, and just uh, y'know, leave a review, right down below.
