The night was eerily quiet,no, it had always been like this. It kept creeping unto her stealthily, quietly not even a sound could be heard. She knew because she was already used to it "Being Hunted".

The windows slapped together, moving back and forth against the harsh wind. It was getting closer,she could feel it , the room was dark and so was time.

No!!!!!! she screamed and pulled out the dagger from under her clothe,she plunged it into its head once,again and again. Blood dripped from its head and was smeared on her face, she looked like death.

She pushed the body away finally getting up and staggering towards the balcony, the winds met her ferociously, blowing her hair and her white clothe.She was in the home for the deranged but she was not one of them. she looked up at where she lived "New York City" the lights from the city shown beautifully they were blinding lights. For those who were yet to understand, the world was peaceful and for others a sanctuary.

She had termed them "Fools" because they were blind to see it for what it truly was, she had come to realize the wickedness even from the one you loved. With time they would all come to see it too, it would show the evil, malice, revenge, hatred, despicable humans and SUPERNATURALS.

She was not going to be a part of it, she stared back at the picture frame of a little boy he wore a red face cap a t-shirt and short "He would survive well" she whispered as tears dropped from her eyes, she would not be here. She couldn't be.

She turned and without a second thought in mind she went over.

HUNTED!!!!!!