(AN: Sorry for taking so long. My grandpa has been in the hospital for the past 2 weeks, and he passed away Tuesday, September 13, and there was a lot of planning going on after that. Sorry for the update being so late, but I'm sure you all understand. I've been feeling terrible about it since he passed, so I've gone back to write this chapter to take my mind off things. Enjoy!)

Chapter 18:

Outside, in a world very oblivious to what was happening, the sun was setting, and a full moon was on the horizon. Terra swayed back and forth, on her way home from a friend's party that had happened earlier that day. For an early party, Terra had gotten very drunk. Slowly she felt her way down the dark alley, her blurry vision not aiding in her search.

"Damn," she said, putting a hand to her head, feeling the pounding of an early hangover. She always thought she was more immune to the power of alcohol, but she was finding out how bad off she really was.

Suddenly, a loud crash from nearby called her attention. She rubbed her eyes, and struggled to see if anything could be seen down the dark alley. Her vision was still too blurry, and the sun was setting fast. She could faintly hear voices nearby, each sounding urgent and panicked. Suddenly, a drop of a clear, gooey liquid dropped on her head. She wiped it away quickly in disgust.

"Yuck!" she cried out, and then began walking again.

Then she heard it. It was loud, and deep, and close. It was the breathing of something. It sounded big, and close.

Terra looked around, trying to see through the blur in the middle of her vision. The sound echoed through the alley, making it impossible to pinpoint its source. She looked up, focusing on the reddening skyline. Then she saw it. A green blur stood out easily.

"What the hell?" Terra said, walking toward it. Whatever it was, it wasn't looking at her.

She could make out a strong, muscular body, and an elongated snout, similar to a werewolf she had seen in a movie days ago. Her shoe scraped the ground as she moved toward the street, drawing the attention of the thing above. In an instant, it was falling toward her. Her blurred eyes widened, and she tried to scream. However, it didn't come, as five long, white claws came down, and sunk deep into her flesh.

(Sorry it was so short. New chapter Saturday. I'm working at a haunted hosue, so I've been busy still.)