HEXED WOLF: Investigation and Scary Discoveries 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!

The biting wind picked up harder as the gang stepped up to the door of Zachariah Gullihan. The house looked older then any others in the area.

"Is this the place?" Shaggy asked as they gazed up at it. Even though it was the middle of the day the house looked spooky, giving off an air of foreboding and warning to all that dare to come into its vicinity.

"Yeah. 143 So. Maverick st." Velma replied.

"This is like, some weird kinda spooky." He whistled.

"Reah. Rooky." Scooby agreed.

"Well come on. Let's get this started." Freddy raised his hand to knock but the door flew open. On the other side was a man in his late fifties with black hair and piercing dark eyes. By the way he looked none would have guessed he was older then forty with his smooth skin and defined features.

"What do you want?" The man's voice was dark and slick, like venom.

"Umm...excuse me. Are you Zachariah Gullihan?" Velma asked, trying to keep her voice from shaking. There was something obviously creepy about the man and none of them were looking forward to talking with him.

"Yes. Who may I ask are you?"

"I'm Velma and this is Shaggy, Scooby, Fred and Daphne. We came to ask you a couple questions about Elizabeth Doran."

"Oh you mean the woman I found." It wasn't a question.

"Yes."

"Step right in." Zachariah stepped to the side to let the group in. They walked quickly yet cautiously into the threshold, having the distinct feeling of walking into Dracula's dungeon. Though they shook it off, at least Daphne, Fred and Velma did, Shaggy and Scooby were too frightened even to move too far in.

"Please sit down." He motioned into the living room where every piece of furniture was antique and made of ebony wood. The carpet was a deep blue with the walls being dark red paneling. Even with the fire going in the grandmaster fireplace the place still looked dark and cold. "Would you like something to drink?"

"No." The gang blurted out as one.

"Uh, no." Daphne repeated at the confused expression on the man's face.

"Well all right. Sit down. I, myself, am quiet thirsty, I'll only be a moment." And with that he disappeared into the hallway once more as the others sat.

"Probably went to go get blood, man." Shaggy whimpered.

"Oh stop. There're no such things as vampires Shaggy. Remember Vampire Rock."

"I, like, try not to."

"I don't know. I think that there are Soldiers of the Dark out there." Zachariah's slick voice made the group jump. "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." A warm smile crossed his sharp features as he walked back into the living room.

"It's fine."

Zachariah sat down on the large black antique chair and leaned back, sipping from his teacup regally. "What may I help you with?"

"Well like we said," Velma started. "We were wondering what you were doing walking around so late? Or early."

"I'm...an insomniac. Can't sleep at night. So I decided to take walk to clear my head."

"But all the way over there? Puritan Village is on the other side of the town."

"Some times it takes quiet awhile for my head to clear." Zachariah set his cup on the coffee table then sat back, steepling his fingers across his chest.

"It says that you got to the police at almost six. What happened during that hour?" Velma asked, suddenly feeling like one of the detectives in the stories she read.

Zachariah raised an eyebrow. "You're quite thorough about this Ms. Dinkly." He leaned forward and looked at the group. "I saw some tracks and decided to follow them, thinking maybe the killer would still be around."

"But why would you go after a killer? That's crazy." Daphne said.

"I can handle myself." He sat back. As he did so a scent wafted his way. A very familiar scent. "Excuse me. Would you mind if 'I' asked a question?"

"Go ahead." Freddy replied.

"Do you know a R-sorry, a Jaguar?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Well I've seen you hanging out together and I wondered if you would deliver a note for me."

"Why not give it to her yourself."

"It's quite complicated but I would really appreciate it if she got this letter."

"Sure." Freddy replied cautiously, wondering what was going on.

"Thank you." Zachariah got up and disappeared around the corner once more. A few minutes passed by before he came back, an envelope in his hand. "Here you go." He handed the note to Freddy then straitened. "If that's it I'll see you to the door."

"Actually. I have to use the restroom. Could I use yours by chance?" Velma said quickly.

"No of course. Go up the stairs and it is the third door on the right."

"Thank you." The woman stood up and walked out to the hall. Glancing back over her shoulder, she dashed up the stairs. There was something about Zachariah that she didn't like or trust. She decided to do a little investigating.

When she reached the landing she glanced behind her once more before checking for an open door. Other then the bathroom there was only one. It was at the very end. Sliding it open slowly she glanced inside. It seemed to be nothing more then a bedroom. "But something doesn't feel right."

She closed the door silently and turned on the light. Nothing out of the ordinary. There was a king sized dark blue and green canopy bed, large mahogany desk and an amore. It wasn't until she turned to leave did something catch Velma's eye. There seemed to be dog fur on the bed but there was no other sign of a dog. "Interesting."

She took a tissue from her pocket and picked up a few hairs off the bed. She'd have Jaguar look at them, then put them carefully in her pocket. Her eyes traveled up to the pillows where it seemed there were dark dried spots. Getting a closer look she gasped, seeing that it was blood. "Something defiantly isn't right here." Velma decided now would be a good time to leave. She turned quickly and reached for the door. But the knob was all ready turning.

'Oh no!'

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