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This chapter was considerably easier to write than the last, no idea why.

The person behind him smiled evilly and leaned in to whisper two, simple words in his ear.

"You're dead."

My struggle to break free desists as my mind registers the voice of whoever has hold of me.

My arm, along with my mouth and nose, are released and I let out a sigh."Really Kim?" I say.
"Yep! I like screwing with your mind. It amuses me so." she says. I roll my eyes and turn to face my best friend, taking in her appearance.

She's wearing a white Blink 182 t-shirt, dark blue jeans and a blue jacket with red streaks made to look like someone had grabbed a paintbrush and put paint in random places. A dark blue hat sat on her head with flaps that came down over her ears, about an inch of dark brown hair peeking out from the bottom. "I wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow morning but I . . . borrowed a motorbike. Traffic is too boring, especially when you're in a taxi." She says, grinning as she spoke.

Then her brain finally registered the cast around my right arm.

I watch as her expression turns from a happy one to a worried one, frowning slightly as she reaches out to my arm. I know she can see the now extremely faint bruising on my face from a few days ago as well.

"What happened?" she asks, concern shining from her greyish blue eyes. I shrug.
"Damien was strong, it was a close call but Rocky shot him." I had told her about what happened but failed to alert her of me being injured.
"What if Rocky and Cece hadn't been there? What is Damien had killed you?" The way her shoulders slump slightly and she bites her lip tells me she's upset.
"But he didn't, surely that's all that matters." She sighs angrily and starts pacing.
"I knew I shouldn't have let you come alone! I should have called in a favour. We hardly ever work alone!" Her fists are clenched at this point and I'm sure I hear a faint growling, I grab her shoulders, forcing her to stop.
"What's done is done, there's no point worrying anymore." I try to reason with her and calm her down but I know it's useless, once a bad thought is there it usually takes quite a while Kim to dislodge it.

I grab my phone and text Cece to tell her I'll meet her and Rocky after the film. I have to get Kim out of here before she snaps.

I grab her wrist and drag her outside, maybe the fresh air will do her some good.

The park is nearby so that's where I head. It's starting to get dark so there shouldn't be too many people there, the moon's already out so that should help calm her down.

I stop by a lake before letting go of Kim and sitting down. She stands by me for a few moments before dropping down next to me. I watch the sun set behind the trees on the other side of the lake and silence sits between us until the last of the suns rays disappear and darkness falls.

"Thanks." Kim mumbles, I smile slightly and look over to her. I knew demons were a touchy subject with her which is why she was so much more upset with me almost being killed by one.
"No problem." I mutter.

We soon become bathed in moonlight and a slight smile is gracing Kim's face. It makes sense, she is a child of the moon after all. It's in her blood to howl at the moon.

Literally.

Sometimes being me is hard. Really hard. And not just because I'm a hunter.

I was forced to grow up at a young age. Living with a mother who could care less does that to you. Then to make matters worse I was kidnapped by a demon, which is why they're a sensitive subject to me, and experimented on by scientists.

Why was I kidnapped and experimented on I hear you ask?

Simple.

I'm a werewolf, a direct descendant of the first werewolf in fact, and that's why they wanted me. And yeah, it's ironic that a supernatural being like myself hunts down other supernatural beings as a living. Deal with it.

So my childhood . . . not the greatest. And if you think that's messed up, that's only the quick version of it. You don't wanna knowthe full story.

The only good thing about being kidnapped and held against me will is that I met Toby there. We both hated it at that place and swore that if we ever escaped, which we did of course, we would work together to stop as much evil as we could.

That's why we became hunters.

Toby blew us off. Once again.

Are me and Rocks really that bad?

The film finished not so long ago and I text Toby to ask him where he is. He texts back quickly, telling me he's in the park, by the lake. I just hope he wasn't being chased again.

We make our way over, the park looks pretty awesome at night. No screaming kids, hardly anyone around and the way the moon light everything up is kinda romantic.

Speaking of romantic, I can make out Toby and someone else sitting at the lake. Rocky seems to have noticed this too 'cause we both gave each other the same look.

The person next to Toby, his . . . date?, abruptly turned their head. A pretty looking girl with a hat and tomboyish way of dressing stared at us. She said something to Toby we couldn't quite make out then waved at us slightly.

I smile at them as we stroll over to them. "So how are the lovebirds?" I ask suddenly, Rocky nudges me for being rude. "What?" I mouth, she rolls her eyes at me. The girl is scowling.

"Why does everyone say that?" she cries angrily. Toby shakes his head at her.
"Don't mind her, we just get asked that a lot. We are just friends." he huffs, clearly the question annoyed him too.
"Sorry for asking." I mumble. She's not human and that has me worried slightly, but Toby seems at ease with her . . .
"So, you're name is?" Rocky asks the girl.
"Name's Kim, it's great to meet new people. Just don't get on my bad side and we should get along fine." the girl, Kim, grinned wolfishly as she finished. Wolfishly . . . I think. Wolfishly . . . wolfish . . . wolf . . .Werewolf! She's a werewolf. I'd seen werewolves before.
"Do you . . .?"
"Do what Toby does? Yep." I frown and can't help myself from butting in.
"But you're a werewolf, why would you hunt other supernatural beings?" Kim grinned.
"You were right Toby, she is special." she said, glancing over at Toby. "And I do it because I want to get rid of evil." she added. I shrug, seems like a simple enough answer.

Eventually,after an hour or so, Rocky and Cece had to leave and with no other reason to stay at the park, Kim and Toby left as well.

Kim collected her "borrowed" motorbike, along with the bags she left with it, from behind the cinema and the two headed for Toby's hotel.

Kim bade Toby goodnight and checked into a room of her own for the night seeing as Toby's room only had one bed and no couch. She looked around the lobby as she made her way to the elevator, Toby could have picked a better place to stay . . . she though, taking in the peeling wallpaper and fading carpet.

*Le gasp!* I bet you weren't expecting it to be Kim were you? Or expecting Kim to be a werewolf? I'd say I wasn't but then I'd be lying. Also, I wasn't planning on having Kim in this story but after I kept mentioning her I though "Screw it! Ima put her in!"

I could have written a ton about Kim's background, same for Toby. I have literally every last detail about them written out in my head. I might write their story and publish it on Fiction Press, what do you guys think?

Final note: Reviews make me giddier than I chipmunk on drugs. They are much appreciated.

Werepire out!