Chapter Two
King drove to the Honey Comb in silence as Abigail sat next to him. Occasionally, he would glance at Alena in the mirror and of course Abby caught him and he would divert his eyes back to the road.
" Who are you?" Abigail suddenly asked
" I was wondering who would make the first move." Alena replied, "Name's Alena ."
" That's great, now where can we drop you off?" Abigail asked
" Abby, she saved our asses back there." King interrupted
" I noticed. But, how did you get out of the warehouse so easy? We took the backdoor and nearly had a chuck taken out of our asses." Abigail replied
" I got out the seem way I got in." Alena stated
" And where was that?" Abigail asked
" Front door." Alena replied sarcastically
" Well ladies, now that we've gotten past the "how was your day". Why don't we get to know a little about each other. I'm Hannibal King, this lovely lady is Abigail Whistler, together we are the Night stalkers. Formally dusting this city of Vampires, now currently working on the pest problem of Werewolves. And you my dear would be?"
" Alena O'Den, Night stalker as well I suppose. I mean I don't have the flashy name tag or cool code name. But, I hunt Werewolves." Alena replied
" You work alone?" Abigail asked
" I chose to. I prefer hunting without stress." Alena replied
" Stress? You make it sound like a desk worker's job." King stated
" Emotional stress…..the wondering, worrying every hour of every day and every minute of every hour if the people around you are okay. Knowing that you couldn't live without them." Alena replied as King and Abigail glanced at each other from her words. " But, don't worry kiddies I wasn't talking about you."
" How long have you been a hunter?" King asked to change the subject as he made a right turn
" Long enough." Alena replied
" You have claw marks on your right arm. How'd that happen? Werewolf?" Abigail asked
" Vampire." Alena replied
" You've dealt with vampires before?" Abigail asked
" In the past. I hunted vampires for a few months and then started going after Werewolves for two years now." Alena replied looking out the window
" Werewolves have only been in sight for no more than two months." Abigail stated matter of factly
" Keep telling yourself that and you'll sleep better at night. Werewolves have been around longer then you think. You just didn't notice them." Alena said
" And how are you so sure of this?" Abigail asked
" Cause I know a lot more about vampires and werewolves than what's in a comic book." Alena laughed
" Well then I think a history lesson is most needed." Abigail stated dryly
" I don't think your ready for that." Alena replied
" Oh please! With all your graces tell us about the big bad Werewolves." Abigail stated
" ……The history of Werewolves and Vampires run deeper than the blood that circles through our veins. They hate each other, for years Vampires had Werewolves as servants. The Werewolves have used their strength and hatred as vengeance against them, unlike us, who uselessly waste time hating another merely because of race, their only racism remains within those borders." Alena replied
" If Werewolves were here for so long, why didn't they pose a threat until now?" King asked
" Werewolves for a time lacked the capability to take control like Vampires had. So they remained in shadows; shadows so deep no one could find them. That is until you helped them." Alena replied
" Us?" Abigail asked
" Daystar….get rid of the bloodsuckers and let the flesh eaters take surface. Funny how one problem turns into another." Alena replied as Abigail thought back to want Bane had told her—" You know in the days of Kings and Queens, my lady I was merely a Jester." he stated, " That is until now. And I owe that to you."
" We helped them. Gave them the break they needed." Abigail sighed
" Okay, we got rid of the pest problem above ground but missed the growing rodents below them. Not much we can do now. What else do you know Alena?" King asked
" So class is still in session then," Alena teased, " Well, many don't realize that the origin of lycanthropy is found in what God did to Nebuchadnezzar in Daniel 4:4-16 and 31-35."
" Ok, um for the young and stupid, what the hell is lycanthropy?" King asked as he came to a red light
" It's the condition in which human becomes animal—Werewolf." Alena continued, " The verse 16 says, "Let his heart be changed from man's, and let a beast's heart be given unto him…" For seven years Nebuchadnezzar wandered the fields, ate grass and behaved like an animal. An actual cult lycanthropy is connected with the worship of Zeus Lycaus. This cult was a part of Ancient Greek worship and was known to still be in existence in 176 A.D."
" How do you know all of this?" Abigail asked
" Why wanna know what books to read on those lonely nights?" Alena teased
" …..You know things that we don't even have comprehension of. Werewolves are new to us—their history and such are still being understood." Abigail admitted
" It takes time to understand the unknown, then it becomes second hand to you. You learned the weaknesses and strengths of vampires didn't you? In weeks time Werewolves will be like second nature." Alena replied as she looked at the two Night Stalkers in front of her. King looked to Abigail as if asking her through his eyes for her judgment on Alena. With a sigh she nodded and King smiled.
" Alena, although you work alone, for the time being would you hunt with us?" Abigail asked
" Well that Golf Caddy job hasn't come in yet. So what the hell, why not." Alena replied
" Then welcome to the Honey Comb, it's not Caesar's Palace but it's home." King stated as he pulled up to in front of the place. As they all exited the jeep and approached the Comb, Alena felt her skin start to burn and her lungs tingle from something in the air. Abigail stopped in her tracks and turned to look at her. King followed suit and they both watched Alena in shock.
" Abby, you remembered to turn on the sprinklers right?" King asked. Abigail didn't even reply she just pulled out her gun and aimed at Alena.
" Then Alena's a Werewolf." King stated in disbelief. Before Abigail could fire, Alena passed out and fell limply to the ground. King placed his hand over Abigail's and lowered her gun.
" What are you doing?" Abigail asked
" Don't kill her. Let's get her inside and lock her in a cell. Give her a chance to explain herself before possible death." King replied
" Are you off your rocker?" Abigail asked
" She saved my life twice and yours once. We owe her." King replied as he walked over to Alena and kneeled down next to her. Abigail watched as he picked her up and carried her into the Comb. She grunted and placed her gun back in the holster.
" She wakes up, she explains herself. Her answers are bullshit, she gets her head blown off. And I don't care how much you like her." Abigail warned as she walked in front of King.