Ah and I deliver with another chapter for you pretty people. Spelling and grammatical errors get much worse because it's late and I want to sleep. I'm only going to ask you to review at the end of the last chapter, but feel free to review anytime, yeah?
Gin prowled the hallways, his eyes and ears poised for any sound that he wasn't used to. Nothing was going to sneak up on him tonight. He would be damned if he didn't avenge San as best he was capable.
Spotting a figure walking down the hall, Gin's eyes narrowed and he began trailing the person to find out where they were going. Coming to a room with a large window, the wolf boy felt exhilaration spread through him as he saw the full moon shining brightly over at him. It was still fairly high in the sky, there roughly five more hours before dawn would even become a notion.
Switching his thought process, Gin looked over to the figure near the window and found a mass of silver hair gazing back at him. The girl was staring out the window, her arms held calmly behind her back. In her hands, the werewolf could easily spot the knife, still dripping blood from Kahlua's murder. The hands themselves were covered in the liquid and the claws had nerve residue underneath. Must be how she gets the eyes out. Gin thought. She actually claws them out.
Moving to stand in the center of the room, Gin cleared his throat. The figure slowly turned, red eyes cocked slightly as she raised an eyebrow. Even though the silver hair had been a dead giveaway, Gin was still shocked at the red eyes that greeted him. He shook off his shock fairly quickly, glaring at the girl.
"Hmph. So it was you all along, huh?" Gin's teeth bared in outrage. "Alright then, I suppose one less girl in school will be a waste, but then again, you knocked off my chances with San too."
The figure simply grinned at him, hair shining silver in the moonlight. Raising the blade, the girl leaped forward. Gin moved as quickly as he ever did under the moonlight and he grinned at the girl's look of shock.
"Werewolves move exceptionally fast under the moonlight. And you picked the wrong night to mess with me, bitch. It's the full moon!" As he said this, Gin completely morphed into the shape of a wolfman, grinning maliciously at the shocked girl.
Jumping forward, the werewolf took the girl off guard with a punch to her jaw that sent her crashing into the wall. Grunting in pain, the girl didn't have enough time to react as another punch sent her spinning toward the door, but Gin wasn't going to let her get away that easily. Pulling her back by her dress, the werewolf held her in place as he delivered three successive blows to the figure's head, coaxing grunts of pain from them.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" he snarled, bringing his knee up into her stomach. "Didn't think about that when you were torturing San though, did you?"
Spinning around, he gave a kick to the girl's chest, smacking her against the wall once more before bringing his foot down on her head. The girl gave a soft cry and rolled away, holding her head as she did. Gin began to laugh as he picked her up and mercilessly backhanded the girl's jaw, snapping her head to the side.
"You're going to pay." He growled, eyes wild with the energy of the wolf. "I'm going to make you scream til you vomit your voice box."
Tossing the girl up into the air, he leaped up after her and punched her back into the ground, his ears ringing with adrenaline coursing through him. He landed beside his prey and kicked her across the room, into the wall that she had hit several times already. Picking her up by her arms, he pulled his knee up into her chest, breaking one of her ribs in the process and coaxing a scream from her lips.
Blood spilled from the girl's mouth as she looked up at the wolf boy in fury. Using his grip on her arms, she flipped upward and locked her legs on his head, flipping his body forward and slamming him into the ground. Gin coughed at the impact, but refused to even consider being beaten. The figure was trying to regain her stance as well and so the werewolf made a grab for her. His claws scraped near her face, but he couldn't quite grasp her.
The girl hissed, her nostrils flaring as she held a hand to her face. Gin snickered at that and made to pounce on her. The girl was, at the very least, expecting something like this and was already moving in a different direction by the time Gin made his move, resulting in her standing next to the window and him slamming face-first into the wall. Picking bits of plaster from his snout, the werewolf noticed that the girl was cornered and he grinned wolfishly.
"Hah! I've got you now, bitch!" The werewolf moved quickly, racing for the figure near the window. He was just about to catch her when suddenly, he slowed down. Wondering what had happened, the furry boy glanced to the window to see that the shades had been pulled, effectively blocking out the moon's light.
Turning wide red eyes to the ones opposite his own, the werewolf gulped and began backing away. Before he could turn to the door, he heard a click and noticed that the girl was standing behind him. Oh shit!
The figure took out a knife, licking her tongue along the steel as she advanced on the werewolf. Gin backed against the wall, looking for any kind of escape possible. Just before the figure struck, a fanged smile glinted up at the furred boy.
"Bad dog."
I'm sorry, but that is pretty damned funny. Bet Gin is wishing he wasn't a werewolf now. Make sure you review, I'm getting sleepy.
