Only the Moon Howls [Closed]

The full moon was hanging hazy and blinding in a sky full of dark, gray storm clouds over Lucille's head. The few people still left on the streets were rushing to get home quickly, knowing it was no longer safe to be out. She could hear them shouting to their friends and family that walked with them, hurrying them to get home safe, to escape the clutches of the werewolves that would no doubt, be starting to prowl the city streets.

Lucille wasn't lucky like them, she didn't get to go home. She didn't get to find solace and safety in her warm, comfy bed. Lucille had to stay out in the dark night, like the rest of her family, hunting down the monsters that tried to prey on the townsfolk. She wanted nothing more than to be able to run home, flying through the front door into the arms of someone who loved her, to sit down to dinner and then go up to the bed, without a care in the world- knowing that once she shut her front door and locked it- that she was safe.

But out here, she knew she wasn't safe and there was always a chance she might not come home with the sun started to rise.

Lucille rounded the corner, heading towards the heart of the city, when she saw a man leaning against a brick wall, his hands shoved tight into his jacket, his hood pulled up close, shadowing his entire face. Lucille felt her heart start to pound in her chest as she approached him, feeling her sharp, silver blade in her pocket. "Sir? Shouldn't you be getting home?" She whispered.

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Brian prowled the dark underbelly of the city, blood smearing his mouth and hands, having already indulged himself in a nice hunt, leaving corpses in his wake. He was one of the many werewolves that loved when night fell and they took power over the city. He loved looking in every nook and cranny, every corner and hideaway, for any man, woman or child who was to stupid to go home and lock their doors and windows up tight. And whenever Brian did find someone- well, the blood that littered his face and tattered clothes was enough to prove that he never showed anyone mercy.

He didn't like staying in his wolf form the whole time, though. He only liked to transform when he was going in for the kill, or needed a fast getaway.

Turning down main street, headed downtown, Brian narrowed his eyes when he saw a woman with hair as pale as the full moon, just standing straight under a street lamp. She was dressed in all black, the light from the lamp post reflecting off of her leather jacket. Brian sniffed the air and felt his lips curl, knowing the smell of a hunter anywhere. He wasn't afraid of any hunter. Especially a little girl. Heading towards her, he couldn't help the smirk on his face, "All alone out here, lil girl?" He smirked.

Ava had watched everyone else disappear from the streets as the night quickly took over. If she would have had it her way, Ava would have been home hours ago. She didn’t enjoy being out all hours of the night to hunt with her family.

Of course Ava was used to all of this, her family had been hunting werewolves since long before she was ever thought of. Seeing someone approach her, Ava gripped the silver blade in the pocket of her leather jacket.

“I wouldn’t say I’m alone, what are you doing out here?” Ava knew the answer, he was what she was supposed to be hunting.

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Matt had decided to go on his own for the night, he didn’t feel like following Brian on his nightly killing spree. He’d never told anyone, but he didn’t enjoy the way things were.

After walking for sometime, he stopped and leaned against the wall. He had always watched the people of the city move about when none of the others felt that way.

Hearing a voice caused him to jump slightly, he kept his face covered, “I probably should, but I could say the same thing about you?” He siggested, looking her over in the little bit of light there was.

@ warmnessonthesoul.

Brian smirked and let his eyes scan around the street they stood on. He didn't smell any other hunters nearby. "Not alone?" He asked, clicking his tongue, "Sure seems like it. But you must not be scared of anything." He chuckled.

He watched how the moonlight seemed to pour down her silver blonde hair like a waterfall, illuminating her among all of these shadows. She clutched the silver blade in her hand like it was the only thing she owned, and right now, it was probably the only thing keeping her safe.

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Lucille watched as the man moved meticulously enough to turn to wards her, but keeping his face shadowed. "Maybe that's where I'm on my way to?" She lied, but he didn't have to know that. She felt the weight of the sleek silver blade and pistol full of silver bullets on her belt and tried not to move her hands to them to quickly. She had been doing this long enough to know that this man was throwing up red flags all over the place. "What are you doing out this late, all alone?"

@ foREVerYours.

Ava was waiting for him to try something, she looked him over before answering, "There aren't too many things that scare me." Her main focus was to keep her guard up and not give him the chance to get the upper hand on her.

She could see the way he carried himself and that he was confident and Ava was sure he knew that she was a hunter. Ava was trying to decide on her next move, should she let him go or try and take him out?

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Matt eyed her for a moment, not buying her story about going home. "I'm going to be on my way home later on, I don't have anything else to do right now." He was tempted to tell her, but he wanted to see her figure it out for herself. Matt wasn't as sick or twisted as Brian, but he found the humans to be more interesting.

@ warmnessonthesoul.

Brian caught a whiff of her anxiety, the scent of it permeated the air around them. She could swear she had no fears all day long for all he cared, he knew the truth. He could sense how worried she was in this moment, how she wasn't entirely sure of what to do. It was all to common among hunters, they all tried to be so confident, tried to intimidate their prey, but they were always lacking.

"You must be afraid of something." He smirked as he closed the distance between them, pulling out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes he had stolen off the poor fool he had just murdered. The cigarette pack was covered in dried blood now that was starting to flake off and it was pretty badly squashed. Brian put one of the blood stained cigarettes up to his lips and flicked the lighter, causing a spark. "Of course." He grumbled, tossing the empty lighter to the ground along with the cigarettes.

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Lucille was already aware of what he was, but she had never encountered a werewolf before, to be quite frank. She certainly had never had to kill one either. "You'll be on your way home later?" She asked, crossing her arms across her chest, "Not to worried about what happens after dark, then, huh?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, not wanting him to know that she was already aware of his affliction. The longer they did this little dance, the longer Lucille could put off having to fight him.

@ foREVerYours.

Ava watched his every move, she wasn't about to blurt out what she was afraid of. There was one thing that she was sure of, if there was even one wrong move, Ava was going to fight like hell. "I never said I wasn't afraid of anything, everyone has fears," she told him.

Seeing him toss the pack of cigarettes and the lighter, she raised an eyebrow. Ava was taking the time to look over his body as he moved around her. She was tempted to just break the tension, knowing it was no secret they each knew what the other was. "But the way you're out here strutting around, you must not have any reason or anything to be afraid of?" She questioned.

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Matt nodded at her question, "That's right." Seeing her cross her arms, he couldn't help chuckling softly, "Not really, I'm pretty sure there aren't many things out there that are worse than me." He wasn't going to try anything, it just wasn't in his nature. Matt watched her, "I'm guessing since you're not taking off home, you don't have anything to worry about."

@ warmnessonthesoul.

The light from an overhead lamp post cast a glowing sheen across Brian's eyes as he glanced towards her, the smirk returning to his face. "And by the way you're cowering against the shadows...?" Brian teased Ava, mocking how nervous she seemed. "Let me guess, you're out here patrolling the streets, making sure all the poor little citizens get home safely, right? You sound like a hunter to me." He walked around the small girl, watching the wind rush through her hair.

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Lucille raised an eyebrow as she watched the man speak, shrouded behind the hood of his jacket. "Not much worse than you?" She couldn't help but stand tense and on edge. For as long as she had been a hunter, she had never even came across a werewolf on her own. Fear started to swell up in her chest, knowing she was standing across from one right now, knowing that she would have to deal with him. "I'm not worried," She nodded her head slightly, "I could fight anything." Lucille was mostly trying to talk herself up, knowing she'd have to deal with him.

@ foREVerYours.

Ava rolled her eyes slightly as he spoke and moved around her. Hearing him say she was a hunter, Ava raised an eyebrow, “You act like a werewolf to me.” She was fairly certain that anyone that had a home, was inside with their home locked up right. Ava was only slightly afraid of what he would do, but she was going to stand her ground.

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Matt shook his head slightly, “The last thing I want to do is fight.” He didn’t want her to think he wanted trouble. “You don’t have to worry about anything from me, I’m just minding my own business,” Matt told her.

@ dezzy

Brian smiled, walking closer to the girl, stopping just a few inches away from her. "I don't act." He smirked, raising his hand up to run his hand through her pretty blonde hair. "You don't seem very confident in your ability to do your job, though." He pulled his hand back away from her and crossed them over his chest. "Got some silver on you?" He teased her, not afraid to piss her off. Brian could kill a swarm of hunters with his eyes closed and one hand behind his back, this little girl certainly didn't frighten him.

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Lucille frowned, furrowing her brow as she stared at him. He didn't act like any of the werewolves her father had told her about. Most of them were cocky and ready to proclaim what they were, ready to bar teeth at a moments notice, and while she was sure this man was one of them, he didn't act like it at all. "Minding your own business?" She whispered, confused. She decided to just come out and say it, "You're a werewolf whose just minding his own business?" She placed her hand on the hilt of the small silver dagger she kept in her belt and started to pull it out.

@ foREVerYours.

Ava knew she wasn’t strong enough to try and fight him off, and she was starting to doubt that she would be able to out run him. “I’m perfectly capable of doing my job and doing it well,” she said as she watched him. She gripped the handle of the silver blade in her jacket pocket, “Maybe I do, but a little silver wouldn’t scare you off...”

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Matt nodded as he heard her call him a werewolf, “Exactly.” He noticed her pullin the dagger from her belt and sighed, “We don’t have to do this, I’m not out here to hurt anyone.” He was being genuine, though it wasn’t in his nature, he had never felt the need to hurt humans.

@ dezzy

"It wouldn't." He agreed with her, stopping in his tracks just a couple inches behind her. He let his eyes scan over her body, watching as she slowly started to look over her shoulder. He knew he made her nervous, he could see all of the hairs standing up on her arms and the slight tremble in her hands. Not to mention, he could hear how rapidly her heart was beating. He inched closer to her, enough to be able to reach out and place his hands on her shoulders, "You seem uneasy, Red." He chuckled.

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Lucille couldn't wrap her mind around what this monster was telling her. He wasn't out here to hurt anyone? What else would he be in the city for? Her family had never told her about any nice, good willed werewolves. They couldn't exist. "Then why are you in the city?" She figured she would entertain him. "Your brothers and sisters are washing the streets with blood and you're just hanging out in a dark corner of a suburb- not ready to pounce on the next person that walks by?" It was clear she didn't buy it.

@ foREVerYours.

Ava tried to calm herself down as he moved behind her. "So, what's stopping you from killing me right now?" She shook her head, "Why would I be uneasy?" She asked, Ava was praying that someone would show up to help her before he got the chance to try anything.

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When she mentioned the others, Matt shook his head, "That's what they decide to do. I don't agree with any of it, but I'm not exactly in a position to stop them." He sighed, "Look, you don't have to believe me, but if I was really out here looking for someone to attack, wouldn't I have gone after you already? Why waste time talking to and trying to convince you that I'm not out to hurt anyone?"

@ dezzy

Brian stopped in his tracks, letting his hands raise up to grab her by the top of her arms. "It would just be so easy to just kill you right now." He smirked, "I like to play with my food." He leaned in, pressing his face against her hair, taking in a deep breath. He pushed her away from him, jokingly, unable to contain a laugh. "Aren't you going to attack me? You know what I am after all. Do you know how many I've killed, just tonight?" He smirked at her.

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Lucille frowned, feeling like she should loosen her grip on her knife, but she ended up just tightening her hand around it instead. "I don't know, I don't know what kind mind games you're trying play." She straightened up, trying to come off as confident. "Why aren't you joining your people in the slaughter of mine? What makes you so righteous, if you're telling me the truth?"

@ foREVerYours.

Ava felt chills down her spine when she heard his words, she knew he would have no problem killing her. “I know what you are, I don’t know how many you’ve killed tonight, but judging by how cocky and confident you are, I can assume it’s a large number. So, why would I want to provoke you to kill me?” She questioned.

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Matt shook his head, “There are no mind games, and I’m not righteous at all.” He sighed as he looked at her, “I’ve never had any interest in slaughtering your people, honestly.” He didn’t feel like he had any reason to prove himself to her, but Matt didn’t want to do anything to make her attack him.

@ dezzy