by AthenBlade
Disclaimer: I do not own Earth: Final Conflict or any of these characters. Except in my mind and that doesn't count. So don't sue me! Not like I have money anyway so you're not missing much.
AN: This is my first fic about Earth: Final Conflict so if I get some things wrong please tell me straight away. The only real reason I even watch the show is to see Howlyn. He is just so intoxicating in a bad animalistic way. Anyway this is going to be one hell of a story so fasten your safety belts it's going to be an interesting ride.
Chapter One-Soon
Why every time I close my eyes do I see her? Her and her golden hair, her sweet scent, and her glowing pride. Why was she so special? Anyone else and they would be dead by now. But each time she got away leaving him wanting her even more. Snap out of it Howlyn! He though shaking his head of his frustrating thoughts. He sat slightly swaying back and forth in the command chair. In front of him loomed a picture of Earth slowly spinning about. He had been sitting there thinking of Renee Palmer for the past hour.
One of his legs was lazily thrown over one of the armrests. His black mane was thrown back over his shoulder revealing his heated expression. His lips were curled back his mouth slightly open. His red tough tongue running across the top of his white fangs. His eyes danced with excitement and power.
If only she didn't have her precious humanity she would give in to her desire. But that would never happen, not only was she uneatable but unchangeable. Or so she thought. He smiled at the wicked thought. At this every moment he had his top scientists working on that every problem. Soon Renee Palmer I will have you as my queen. Willing or not.
Howlyn rolled his head as someone behind him cleared his throat. Catching sight of the intruder he turned his attention back to the viewing screen.
"What do you want Sandoval?" He said softly smelling the annoying human's sent. One day soon he would run out of his usefulness and would cower before him like all humans should.
"The has been a breakthrough in the labs. We believe we know what was making the boding process unacceptable to Ms. Palmer's physiology."
"Then the boding will now work?" Howlyn said turning the chair to face Sandoval's calm form.
"We think so." He said looking at him head on.
"Then gather a team. We'll leave immediately." He said standing up form his chair. His long powerful arms swaying at his side. Not waiting for him to answer he walked pass Sandoval and through the door. Soon my dear soon you will be mine.