This is an old fic I uploaded to another site years ago. As such, it may not be very good. But I decided to take a chance, and finally upload it here.
I own nothing, including some OCs that apear later.
Kairi screamed as Riku turned on her and was blocked by Sora. The two fought for hours under the full moon. It was no use. The silver wolf sank his teeth in the neck for the final time, and Sora screamed and turned t black goo.
Riku woke up and fell out of bed in a cold sweat. His cave was a welcome site, and he calmed down almost immediately.
Two moinths ago, Sora and himself had been transformed into creatures of the night. The spikey haired hero was a vampire, and Riku was a werewolf. Not the half man half beast fairy tail werewolf either. He rarely used his human form anymore.
Now he prowled the woods and streets of Main Street's version of Central Park, and actually lived in a nature preserve. They thought he was a silver Timber wolf, but those who saw him knew he was no ordinary beast. For one thing he was 12 times larger than a wolf, with eyes of red and teeth so sharp they could bite through chains in one snap. For another thing...he was not afraid to speak to the residence of Main Street if they gave him a compliment.
Stretching, the werewolf hopped the fence of his enclosure to make his rounds around the city and stalk out new territory. A family of vampires had settled in the old Srider building next to his old lair and he snarled at the fact that they had intruded on his turf.
Well he would show them. Vampires and Werewolves were mortal enemies for one reason.
Vampires, when bitten by a werewolf, would die. Although many vamps kept weres as pets or slaves, the real reason they sought control over the wolves was because if they turned their backs on their pets, they would turn into goo.
Riku was going to show these idiots that the legends were true, and that no one was going to intrude on his territory... or force him out.