Zane's Vengeance and A Note of Truth
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Zane's POV
I stood in my dorm room, melting some silver rings that I had bought a few years before. I somehow knew that what had attacked Syrus was a werewolf. It wasn't the fact that it stood on two legs or anything like that that had made me realize that. It was the fact that the werewolf had a somewhat human intelligence about it. I had found out about Tori a week before, and I knew it had been the same creature that had attacked Syrus. I got the chance to see the photos and the way that it had lured Tori out of his dorm was too human for it to have been an animal. A pure animal, that is.
I stood, holding the two silver bullets I had just finished. I had learned how to make them over the internet, and I planned to use them the next full moon. I was going to kill it, no matter what. Even if I became a werewolf as well.
Elizabeth's POV
I sat at my desk and began to write a notewith a quill and ink. Everyone else was at dinner, so I wouldn't be disturbed for a while. I looked at the finished work. To Whom It May Concern, it started, To my friends and family I apologize for the hell I have put you through. I have killed many beings over the past five years. I only know this because I know of my curse. I, I am sorry to say, am not what I appear to be. I am a werewolf. This is why I leave every full moon. I have not only killed a human here, but I have attacked the one I love without mercy. I only wish you to know that I do not recall what I do under a full moon, nor is this curse something I asked for. In my beast state I can not distinguish my prey from my friend. I have decided to end my life, however drastic it may seem. I feel it is for the best. No one else will be hurt or killed at my hand. I will not tell you when or where I will commit this most dreadful of deeds out of fear that you may try to stop me. I only ask you to do me four things when I am gone.
1. Bury me next to my blood brother Cedric.
2. Do not cry for me.
3. Pray that God will have mercy on my wretched soul.
4. Forgive me.
Signed in parting,
Elizabeth D. Princeton.
I stared at the words on the paper. A tear ran down my cheek as I crumpled up the paper and threw it into the blazing furnace.
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