AN: I assume the first chapter was a hit. It would be the only reason I am posting the second. Right? Because you all wanted it? Well here you are. Enjoy.

"Did you hear about the murder in Portland this morning?"

Emma had just entered her office two hours after the doors opened, no one really gave a shit though since she was the owner of the facility, and poured herself a cup of coffee, straight black. She turned to stare at her right hand man, well, woman in this case. Sea Green eyes locking with Emerald green orbs as Emma raises the cup up to her lips and takes a long drink.

Her partner continued to talk, "He was found around 5 a.m. this morning with his entire chest and stomach eaten out. Nothing seemed to be left inside of him," her name was Ruby Lucas. Long wavy black hair, fair tannish skin and plump red lips. She was a tad taller then Emma but the sweetest person you could ever meet. Emma lowered her cup slowly upon hearing this.

"Did we get a copy of the file?"

Ruby held it out to her as a reply and Emma grabbed it. She looked around to see if anyone was around, no one, and jerked her head to her office where Ruby followed. She shut the door behind them and sat behind her desk, flopping the file on top of the wood. Ruby took her usual seat in front of it and crossed one long leg over the other. She wore blue jeans and black PU pointed stiletto boots with a side zipper, long enough to stop just below her knees. The red buttoned down blouse tucked lazily in her jeans.

Emma was now seated flipping through the file calmly. The man, James Wilson, was a 26 year old construction worker. His birthday was June 13th, 1987. No family. Parents died in a plane crash when he was only 16. He became a drug abuser at the same age. He lived with a co-worker and was a moderately poor man. Living check by check. Emma's eyes scanned the rest of the sheet before flipping over to the photos and her interests peeked. The way he was torn apart and eaten was the same way that….. Emma closed her eyes as flash backs to her dream came to her. Her sisters body torn to shreds. Her eyes lifeless and fearful.

"Emma!"

The detective snapped her eyes open at Ruby's urgent tone and took in deep breaths. She looked rather spooked and Ruby has never seen her friend in such a stated.

"What did you see?" she asked. Emma placed her hand over her face to clear her mind before looking back to the picture and giving out a low growl. Ruby could see her eyes turning a neon red. The feeling of obedience filled her body as she lowered her head submissively.

"It's okay, don't lower your head Rubs, I only growled because I'm frustrated," Emma stated and leaned back in her chair. "He was killed by a supernatural being," she finished. Sighing in irritation Emma scratched the side of her cheek. "By one of our own,"

Ruby lifted her head at this and her eyes flashed yellow. "A werewolf did this? They know better," she all but growled at the thought. Emma shook her head.

"That's the thing though, I don't think it's just any werewolf. The Black Hunters would have already called for a meeting if it was," Emma furrowed her brows and tapped her desk. "To be honest, I'm surprised they haven't called for an Alpha meeting yet. Things like these would have already been brought to their attention,"

As if on cue, Emma's personal cell rang in her pocket. She exchanged a look with her Beta before answering the unknown number. "Emma Swan speaking,"

"Emma Swan, Alpha Leader of The Blood Moon Guardians," it was stated over the phone which meant to Emma that she was being called upon.

"Yes,"

Ruby knew that tone of voice, it was Emma's alpha voice.

"I am calling to let you know there will be an Alpha meeting at HQ in less then a day and you are to bring your Beta," they hung up right after. Emma stood as she locked her phone and slipped it back into her jeans.

"Lets go Ruby, they want us both there," she stated. Ruby was up and following her Alpha out the door instantly.

TBHHQ

Ruby had only been to three Alpha meetings while serving under Emma so this was nothing new to her. She was in training to become the new Alpha it's why Emma chose her as her Beta. If Ruby was being honest, she didn't want to be an Alpha at first. But as she grew older and saw the respect Emma got she knew it was an honor to be picked. Plus she could back up Emma's decision by being one of the best Beta's in all of Maine.

There are only thirteen packs in the entire U.S. where each pack is located in a different part of the United States. There is only one Alpha that rules over each state and never has there been two Alphas in one jurisdiction. One pack has at least twenty or more members. The goal is to have no more then a hundred members to each pack and no less then twenty. At this moment, the pack in Texas has a little over sixty members in it.

Emma has a whopping twenty eight members in her pack. But from what she's been told she is the third oldest Alpha and there for her pack is the strongest. The Scarred Growlers, who happen to be the Texas pack, hates the fact she's stronger but they respect her. All Alphas have to respect one another.

HQ is located in the middle of Missouri. In a theater in a little town called Poplar Bluff, MO. It looks abandoned on the outside but the inside looked rather well kept and is mostly used for meetings and private shows. The owner of the theater rents the place out to people who need it, mostly to business men. They pay the most money to use the theater.

The best part about being an old werewolf is that Emma knows all the back roads and short cuts. So she and Ruby were able to make it to the theater in under twenty hours. The perks of having super speed.

"Emma Swan," the voice sent a chill down the Alphas spine as she turned around. She stood by the snack bar inside the theater, waiting for the other few packs to arrive. Standing there was The Black Hunters leader and THE oldest Alpha, Widow Lucas who everyone refers to as Granny. She is Ruby's Grandmother by birth so Ruby was born a werewolf. Granny placed Ruby under Emma's wing when she was just 10. Originally she was an omega but Emma saw amazing potential in her so she chose her to be the Beta.

"Hello Widow Lucas," Emma lowered her head in a sense of respect and greeting. Granny touched the bottom of Emma's chin and lifted her head up.

"We have been through this, you are my equal. There is no need in bowing to me," she smiled gently, "and enough with the Widow bullshit. Call me Granny," she turned to Ruby and smiled widely.

"Hi Grandmother," Ruby lowered her head in greeting as well.

"You are family girl, lift that head up," Granny hissed as she pulled the young werewolf into a hug. Ruby melted in the embrace and eventually hugged the elder lady back.

Once everyone was accounted for, the packs took seats in the theater while the five members of The Black Hunters took seats on the stage. Widow Lucas being the newest leader since the last one passed from old age. Then you have second in command and second eldest Alpha to Widow, Vincent Wade. Third, fourth and fifth in command next to them are Allen Kim. Sue Shepherd and Daniel Reagan.

"We have an issue on our hands," Widow began her speech, looking out at the 26 young and elder wolves sitting before her. "It appears that one of our kind has gone rouge and began feasting on humans." She stopped, a pause. "The first was in Colorado Springs. Five months ago. The victim was a young woman, 23 to be exact."

"Hey, I heard about that," a Beta by the name of August Booth from The Woodland Hounds. They stationed in Arizona. "She was there for her birthday and suppose to meet some friends but ended up going missing and was found by some hikers a few days later,"

Granny stared the boy down. Her cold Alpha eyes snapped to August's leader who smacked him upside the head.

"OW!"

"Hush brat, Beta's don't talk when Alpha's do. Learn your place," he hissed. The young Beta sunk in his seat, embarrassed by the attention he caused.

"As the young Beta explained," Granny smirked, "She was found by hikers in the mountains. It was never brought to our attention since there are no packs that lived in that state nor are there now. We called it a bear attack and went on with our lives,"

"And then the next two came a month later. In the depths of St. Louis, Missouri. It was a double kill, a couple. They were taking a stroll down the bad parts of the city but was found the next day. Mutilated." Granny watched as each Alpha began to catch on.

"It was our intention to leave it alone, like we did for the Colorado killing. No pack is in this state, so there was no harm. Until the last two killings began to take place in stationed states. Texas and Maine,"

Emma uncrossed her arms as she sat up, glancing back behind her where the leader of the Texas pack stared back.

"We do not suspect our packs are to blame," Vincent spoke up at the rise of suspicion began in the theater. "We only suspect that a man or woman was changed and is now going around causing us problems,"

"Our question for all thirteen packs is simple," Allen spoke. "When was the last time you, the Alpha's, have changed a person to recruit?"

"My last recruit was three months ago, and he's about to go through his birth phase," the Texas Alpha spoke. He looked to be only 20 but he was actually 100 years old. Extremely handsome with dark tanned skin. Green eyes and black hair as black as night. He wasn't too muscular but he looked pretty big. Maybe it was his 6 foot 1 stature. His name was Conner Hadley.

"I actually haven't recruited anyone since last year, and that was Samantha," Emma responded. The sole reason she doesn't recruit much is because she didn't want this life to begin with and she knew half of her team didn't want to be what they were but half of them were born a werewolf. They were the purebloods. It's been 900 years and she came to terms of what she was. She had to get over it some time but that didn't mean she was gonna ruin other kids lives for her own gain. Not like asshat Conner.

"Alright, that leaves those two out." Allen looked around some more. "Who recruited in the last five months?"

No one said a thing.

"No body?"

Emma chewed on her bottom lip as she thought. Mutilation. The killer likes to rip their victim to shreds and leave nothing left. Like they did to Sarah. And the werewolf that did it was never found that night. Could it be?

"Excuse me?"

Granny looked over to Emma and nodded.

"Were there any other signs to the other victims?" she asked.

"Well, just that each person had their stomach and chest ripped open and devoured upon,"

"Any other wounds besides those?"

Granny looked behind her to silently convers with the other four before whipping back around. "All five had two holes on their necks,"

"Like a vampire!?" August exclaimed. His leader smacked his head again.

"Indeed," Emma nodded. "I received a file from the killing that happened in Portland and the man had two small holes in the side of his neck, just as you said,"

"Alpha Swan," Vincent began, "I assure you, no vampires are here in the U.S. Every last one of them live in Europe. We haven't seen one since 1901."

Emma nodded as she stood. "I know. And I am not saying it was a Vampire. What I am saying is," she stopped to nibble on her lip. Nervous habit. "Could the attacker possibly be a…..hybrid?"

This caused an uproar. The Alpha's whispering, the Beta's looking scared. Ruby looked intrigued.

"Settle down, hush please," Vincent waved his hands but no one listened.

"HEY!"

Everyone quieted instantly.

"Why do you say these things Emma?" Sue asked. She liked the Alpha, always had a soft spot for her.

"It's only a theory, something to go off of since we got nothing else." She answered truthfully. "You say it happened five months ago, what season was it five months ago?"

"Summer,"

"And what happens in the summer?"

Granny smiled. "Vacations,"

"And bingo was his name-o," Emma winked at the woman.

"What does vacations have to do with this….thing?" Allen asked.

"Emma believes that this thing was created in Europe and was sent back here." Daniel explained. "She believes a werewolf took a vacation and came back being half the creature he was,"

"Who took vacations this year?"

AN: So here we have a plot? Maybe? I don't know. I have to make this into something. Cant just be Emma prancing around as a werewolf waiting for her beloved Queen to swoop her up and save the day. Chapter three you will meet the Queen.

If this doesn't make any sense for the love of god please tell me. Gently. Don't be a dick about it. I am trying hard for this to be wonderful for you guys.

Anyways. Until next time. Chow. ~