HEXED WOLF: Surprising Houseguests AUTHOR: IrishTomboy@attbi.com RATING: R PAIRING: Thorn/OC, Daphne/Freddy (of course) DISCLAMIER: I own none of them except Jaguar and CĂș and anyone else that aren't part of the original Scooby-verse, though I wish I did. FEEDBACK: Welcome WARNING: If love between two women bothers you then get out NOW!

Jaguar's senses reeled at the smell of so much blood. It was practically everywhere within a ten foot radius of where the actual killing had occurred. Flesh had scattered here and there like some macabre quilt. A killing didn't occur here. It was a slaughter. Nothing she'd ever seen would do something like this.

"What's going on?" Jaguar walked slowly forward and began to search around. To someone that wasn't trained all this would simply look like were pools of blood and gore. But her years of fighting and searching have taught her the skills to look under the horror to find the truth. "And that's exactly what I plan to do." She stepped to the outer edges of the blood-spattered circle and set down her bag. She also slipped off her coat, revealing a large sword called a falchion and a large blaster. She straitened while closing her eyes. Her mind was warring. 'Not fully. Just enough were my senses will be sharper. No full transformation!' She felt the familiar stretch as her mind became sharper, allowing her sense of smell, hearing and sight to become what it truly is. "Perfect." She growled. Turning she began to walk around, looking for anything that'll clue her in on what the killer was, any scents that would help, something that would lend a hand into getting this case rolling.

Luckily she found it not too far from trees. Floating in a pool of blood were four strands of hairs; two, more then likely belonged to Megan; one to the retriever and the last one belonged to neither animal nor man. "Bingo." A cocky half smile lifted on her lips as she went back to her bag and got out a pair of tweezers and a small vile. Finding the neither man nor animal hair once more Jaguar picked it up with the tweezers and placed it gently in the vile. She wiped off the small metal object then stood up, grimacing slightly as her left knee popped quiet audibly. "It's been needin' to do that for awhile now but shit."

"Talking to yourself Hunter?" A voice growled, startling the woman. Jaguar stuffed the jar into her pocket then whirled around, pulling the falchion free from its sheath.

"Show yourself."

"Gladly." A figure slid from the shadows. In its claws was a still writhing body.

"Who are you?"

"You can call me Dredge, human.

"Drop the body beast."

"Beast? You'd dare call me a beast." The creature looked shocked.

"Yeah. Drop the body or I'll kill ya." She raised her blade so it was level with Dredge's chest. "And I don't make empty threats."

Yellow eyes bore into her golden ones as he growled; "You wouldn't."

"Try me." Dredge moved farther into the moonlight. Jaguar studied the creature quietly, assessing her opponent. His body was almost entirely muscle, covered with a brownish red fur.

"So. Are you goin' to drop the body or am I going to have to cut off your arm?"

The werewolf grinned evilly before tossing the body away. "Happy now?"

"Shut up and prepare to die."

"You think you can seriously hurt me? You're only human."

"I'll give it my best." Jaguar gave a brash smile.

"If you say so." His jowls changed from a grin to a snarl as he lunged at her, catching her around the waist and pushing her back. Stars burst in front of the Hunter's eyes when the back of her head came in contact with the hard earth but she was quickly able to regain her bearings. Her fingers clutched the hilt of her sword in a vicious grip and with one strong swing she struck the temple of the wolf with the hilt of her sword, knocking him off of her.

"Nice shot. That's the only one you'll be getting in."

"I doubt that." Dredge growled before disappearing into the shadows. Jaguar whirled around, listening carefully to any sound that could tip her off to her opponent's position. Nothing came.

'Damn it Jag. You gotta get your head into this. Focus!' She berated herself. Stopping the woman dropped her hands to her sides and listened. For a moment there were only the sounds of the trees rustling and the grass shifting but nothing out of the ordinary. 'Wait! Behind you.' She whirled around in time to get claws to the stomach. She stumbled backwards and hit the ground. "Okay. Focus harder." She stood up, ignoring both the pain in her stomach and the throbbing in her head, and focused like before. This time she could hear things that she didn't hear last time. This time she was ready when the werewolf emerged once more. She whirled around, bringing her sword arm up and cutting off the creature's arm. It hit the ground with a sickening thud as its old master let out a loud, long howl that punctured the air.

"Damn you bitch."

"No need for complements here buds. Won't save ya." Jaguar's voice was confident dispite the pain destroying her senses.

"Ungh." He threw his arm up and smoke sprouted from his palm, covering the woman's vision.

"Shit."

After three hours of eating, catching up and laughing the Mystery Gang decided to find a hotel to stay the night and Dusk and Luna decided it was time to go home. "It was great to see you guys again." Mr. McKnight waved.

"Good to see you too, sir." Freddy called back.

"See you tomorrow sisters." Thorn said.

"See you tomorrow Sister Thorn." Dusk and Luna called back.

Thorn closed the door and both her and her father sighed. "Well. Today's been a good day. My daughter is back and I got to meet old friends again."

"Awe, come on dad. Don't get all mushy." Thorn said playfully. They walked into the kitchen to clean the dishes when Thorn remembered a question she had earlier. "Oh. Who's in the guest bedroom, across from my room?"

Mr. McKnight face scrunched in confusion before it dawned on him. "Oh, a woman by the name of...oh what was it. It was a strange name." The old man tapped his bottom lip. "What was it?"

Just then the door flew open and a voice boomed out. "Jaguar!"

"That's it." Mr. McKnight said happily. Thorn shook her head before turning back to the main entrance. A very, VERY pissed off Rose thundered in.

"All right. Is she here?"

"Who?"

"Jaguar, damn it."

"No. After she tranqed you she, like, left." Thorn replied.

"If she gets back before I do then tell her watch out." Rose growled through gritted teeth.

"You live here Ro?"

"Yeah." Rose stopped for a moment, thinking. She looked at Thorn, stared at her pointedly but looked away. "All right. I'm gonna go look for her."

"But you're, like, hurt."

"I'm fine. But now's not the time to discuss all this." Rose turned and stormed outside.

"I'm glad that she's up and about. Kind of surprises me that she is though."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when she and her friend, Jaguar, came here yesterday that girl was barely conscious. Jaguar was carrying her.

"What was wrong with her?"

"Dunno. All I saw was her side was pretty torn up."

"Really?" Thorn raised an etched eyebrow. Her father nodded. Thorn turned back to the door. If what her father was saying was real then Rose should still be unconscious but the woman was up and walking around. How?

Jaguar looked around wildly but only saw endless clouds of smoke. "Coward! Trying to hide from me?"

"No."

The Hunter knew that if she weren't to concentrate she'd be a sitting duck. 'All right. Clear your mind. Remember what you've learned. Forget everything and focus on the sounds around you.' She let her chin fall to her chest, her hands to her chest and she closed her eyes. Sensitive hearing picked up on her ragged breathing as well as the shuffling footsteps of the monster. He was going in circles, waiting to attack, looking for an opening. Dredge circled to the rear and made a lunge for her back but Jaguar whirled around in time to stab the creature in the stomach. He howled again, this time louder and stumbled back. As he fell quickly to the earth Jaguar let go of the falchion and pulled out her gun then fired. The shot rang through the air, piercing like a knife. Followed soon by the werewolf's final howl of pain. As it lay there writhing in pain Jaguar pulled the blade from his belly and stared down at him. Large yellow eyes glared up at her in both anger and shock.

"You're not human."

"What's your point?" The Hunter growled as she leveled her gun and fired, shooting the werewolf right between the eyes and killing it instantly. "But I still have humanity. Which is more then I can say for some of your kind." She cleaned her sword, sheathed it then holstered her gun. "Least I can do is give ya a proper burial. But first I gotta look at the mess you made." She turned and began to walk around. The smoke was now starting to disappear like a mist, revealing once again the blood bath. "I have a shit load to go through." She growled. As the adrenaline in her body disappeared it was replaced with the dull ache of her stomach and head. "Damn werewolf." She glared at the body before turning back. Because of the pain she had some trouble concentrating but knew that if she wanted to get this down then she'd have to focus twice as hard.

Rose walked into the clearing to see that Jaguar was hunched over something. For a moment she was confused by the many scents but she stopped and thought for a moment before the smells were not so puzzling.

"What do you want?" Jaguar's voice startled the woman. Rose puffed out her chest angrily and stormed forward.

"How dare you tranq me. You had no right."

"I didn't want you dead, Ro." Jaguar stood up and turned but she stumbled. "God ugh," The Hunter grabbed her stomach.

All anger drained from Rose to be replaced with concern. She rushed forward and helped her friend to sit down on some clear ground. "What happened?"

"Nothin' you need to...worry 'bout...Rose." Jaguar's voice had become ragged.

"Yeah right." Rose ripped the woman's hands away from her stomach and gasped at the sight. The shirt was saturated with blood and completely tattered. "Jesus good lord almighty!"

"It's not that bad."

"Don't pull that macho shit with me Jag. I know when something is bad and this is bad." She helped the woman to stand. With one hand she awkwardly grabbed her bag and coat before walking quickly away.

"I can walk."

"And I can fly really." Rose said sarcastically. "Just shut up and let me help you." She grunted. Jaguar defiantly was heavier then her but she wasn't going to let Jaguar suffer.

"If you won't let me go then let's just go home."

"But we need to get those scratches patched up."

"I'll be fine once I get home. You know that and I know that."

"But,"

"No." Jaguar made to pull away but rose kept a tighter hold around her waist.

"Uh un. I should tranq you and take you to the Doctor's but I can't carry you when you're knocked out. So let's go to the house."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Another chapter done. Sorry if this chapter sucks, I haven't been able to sleep for some time but I'll try to make it up in the next chapter. C-ya later.