Omake: Werewolf's Revenge

The Moon was at half and the sky was clear and dotted with twinkling points of light. The park in downtown Tokyo was still and quiet. At least it would have been if not for a particular young man from Kyoto that had only hours before informed his only childhood friend that she was nothing to him, except for the many years he had taken from her without so much as a single thought of her sacrifice to him. At the moment he was running. Not for his health, but for his very existence, desperately trying not to make a single sound. Unfortunately this particular creature hunted on scent and sound and today Sho had made the mistake of applying his cologne liberally.

Golden eyes peered through the darkness and she lifted her perfect little muzzle to sniff the air around her. Yes... there he was, not even 10 meters from where she stood. The evening breeze gently sifted through her fur and she shivered in pleasure. She howled to drive him out and scare him. She giggled as only a female werewolf can and smiled ferally. "Come out Sho... I'll be sure to kill you quickly." She growled sweetly.

He didn't know why, but when the ebon-furred, golden-eyed wolf growled, he felt that it was speaking to him. He shivered in fear. He hunkered down in the thick bushes, hoping she would give up on him.

Stealthily she approached where his scent was the strongest. She poked her head into his hiding place and barked. "BOO!"

Sho screamed as she tackled him and pinned him to the ground, nuzzling his throat, taking care not to bite just yet. She wanted to relish in his fear. She wanted to watch him wet himself and beg for mercy.

"Please don't eat me..." He whimpered and cried. He could have sworn this enormous black wolf was laughing at him. Familiar gold eyes languidly stared into his and he gasped. "K-Kyo...ko?"

The wolf smiled at him and his eyes went wide with the realization.

"It's you? Oh god! Oh god, Kyoko I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." He quivered in terror and finally her powerful jaws clamped down, ripping out his throat.

"Tell that to the devil when you see him in hell for what you took from me." She growled.

She had never had a more satisfying kill in all of her years of hunting. She savored the taste of his blood and licked it from her muzzled as she jumped into the small lake and swam to the other side where her clothing had been hidden. She ducked behind the bushes and donned her humanity, then went back to her apartment. She looked up at the beautiful night sky. "Ahh... Tonight was a good night." She sighed. "Now... On to other business." She said as she left to begin packing up all of his belongings for the consignment shop.

The young man shot up from his bed in a cold sweat, trying to remember what his nightmare was about. He swept the hair from his face and turned to see what time it was. "3:30 am... How ridiculous." He groaned, rolled over and went back to sleep, while a few miles away a young female smiled softly in satisfaction in her sleep.