A/N: Ok, so maybe I lied, (if you don't know what I'm talking about, in the last chapter I said I wouldn't update until I finish writing the book.) but I really liked this chapter!!!
On with the story…
The Girl
4cm by 4cm cube of pure silver can prevent a werewolf from changing into its wolf skin.
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Breaking the neck of her first prey for an easy kill, Mara leaped at the last. Grabbing him, she flung him against the wall of the dark alley.
"Didn't you learn never to play with your food?" asked her victim after sliding down the wall and starting to stand.
Before he could stand up fully, Mara grabbed him. "Shut up, you stupid worthless creature. You and your dead friend knew this day was coming. You can't escape death when you mess with Iyveria." Mara took the man and through him over her shoulder into the wall behind her. She then grabbed him and gave him the same fate as his friend.
"Now who's laughing," whispered Mara sucking his blood. (sorry to be graphic there, but I couldn't figure out another way to say it)
Mara had finally let her vampire side become her. She left the Smarn'twires to live on her own. She apologized over and over again, but her lust for human blood, only of those who anger her, was too strong. They were sad to let her go, but they knew it was for the best.
At that moment, Mara smelled her, the girl who would destroy everything.
With her mouth hung open staring at her from a distance, the eleven year old girl gave a slight scream. Before anything else could be said or any one could move, Mara came up to the girl.
Nicely as she could with a voice full of thirst, Mara asked the girl two simple questions. "Who are you and why are you here?"
"I'm…I'm…" stumbled the girl.
"You're wasting my time," said Mara impatiently. "Just answer my questions."
"I'm…Issa," stated the scared little girl. "My mommy sent me to…to…daddy!" Issa ran to the man on the ground.
"Issa," gasped the dying man, "You shouldn't be here."
"Oh daddy, what's going on?" crying Issa.
"She's just an old friend of mine seeking revenge," breathed the man.
Over the years only two had escaped from Mara, the one dead and the one now dying. She sought after them for a year. She would have let them go, but they hurt her really bad, almost to the verge of her own death, but she healed, slowly, but she did heal.
On this day, exactly a year ago, these two men walked down this exact alley in the werewolf skins and tried to kill her, they would have succeeded if it was a full moon, because that is when they are the strongest, but they grew too weak to finish her off. She, being too weak to kill either of them, got out of that alley as fast as she could, and looked for a secret shelter where no one could find her to heal. After healing she vowed to hunt them down and kill them for good. She built up her strength and learned as much as she could about werewolves.
The most useful information she found out was about the silver necklace. If you wear a pure silver box that was exactly 4 cm by 4 cm, then no werewolf can change into their wolf skin, unknown to her that during a full moon, where they have to change whether they want to or not, the necklace has no effect.
"Issa," continued the man pleading to his daughter, "Go home." But she wouldn't listen. He didn't what the last memory of her to be a bad one, but he didn't want her to see him die, so with all the anger and volume he could muster he screamed at her. "GO!" And she understood the threat.
Issa stood up to follow her father's rule. But before she ran, Issa screamed a promised threat at Mara for what she did to her dad. "YOU WILL DIE FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE! I HATE YOU!"
Then she ran.
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Issa ran out of the alley and straight home just like her father instructed, but before reaching her house, she came face to face with a half morphed werewolf.
The werewolf was fully wolf except for his face, giving him a human voice. He came up to her slowly as to not alarm her. (she didn't know her father was a werewolf, she didn't inherit the 'gene' because her mother is a human)
"What is your name child?" asked the werewolf nicely.
"Issa," she said for the second time that night.
"Issa, I am Kev, and I would like to talk with you, actually, my pack and I would like to talk with you." As Kev said this, seven other werewolves appeared out of the woods fully morphed.
"We would like to talk about the vampire you encountered." Pausing, he continued. "We would like to help you kill her." As he laughed, the other seven werewolves howled.
A/N: Sorry, but I had to insert werewolves into the story. No vampire story is good without them, look at Twilight, the bestest book ever written, for example.
Anyways please, please, please review!!
Thanks for reading, and I probably won't update until I finish the last chapter of this story. There's not that many left.
