I knowm I took way too long updating this. But, I'm lazy...
If anyone wants someone to thank, it is Tuglover98 for begging me to update. Like on her knees. Literally, she was on her knees, begging please, update soon...sorry, I was distacted by an Avril Lavigne song. Called WTH.
I must admit, he looked terrifying. His black wings caught the slight wind, and the he had this expression on his face...It's impossible to explain, but he almost looked..soulless.
I was scared, so I knew that the man must have been, too. I mean, if I were a jerk like him, a being who looked like a fallen angel would probably get me freaked out. Yes, this was all going through my mind.
Fang stopped rising, at a place where he was hovering over the hole. I saw him glance at me, and I winked at him, a plan forming in my mind.
He started to speak, but I didn't exactly hear the words, as I was concentrating on making my plan work. I assume that he said something that you would expect fallen angels to say. Like maybe, "You have sinned, now...I'm going to threaten your..soul." Well, maybe not exactly like that, but pretty close.
I began to change. I had an idea, a way to make myself more terrifying to him I knew where I needed to stop the transformation, so, somehow, I did. I looked myself over, and glanced around the cabin, looking for another pair of yellow eyes.
Fang was still talking when I located Epi. She was crouched under a table, pressed against the wall. I catch her eyes, and she nods. She'll tell everyone else about the plan.
We can communicate silently, through our eyes. It's like telepathy...only not.
With Epi caught up, I started the plan. I waited for Fang to stop talking. Then I let out a long, low growl.
The man looked at me, the girl at his feet. He let out a grunt of surprise as he saw my yellow eyes staring up at him. Still, growling I stood up, and I could hear the growl being echoed behind me.
My pack appeared out of their hiding places, nine wolves behind me. I was sure that we could not be beaten. It's not overconfidence when the other person has no chance of winning, right?
With this in mind, I tarted towards him, as he had started backing towards the door. I wasn't afraid. There was no need to be.
I forgot about the gun, though. If you have never been shot before, it isn't the best sensation. There is this giant noise, and then you brace a terrible pain. Good thing he wasn't a better shot or he might have actually hurt me. But he missed. Me at least. He hit Fang, so..that didn't help us. But man vs. ten weird wolf-people hybrids. It wasn't a long fight.
No, we didn't kill him. We killed his gun, though. He ran off, into the deep, dark woods, never to be seen again. By us, at least.
Once he ran off. Max and the flock appeared out of their hiding places. I smiled at Fang. "Thanks for your help."
Max asked me, "Who was that?"
"The hunter."
She raised an eyebrow at me, which infuriated me, because I can't do that. "And why haven't you taken care of him before?"
I didn't answer. The truth was, we had been afraid. I had feared his gun, thinking that he could cause casualties with it. I had doubted the pack's strength.
And it had been a mistake.