Camila POV
I finally reach my road. All that is left to do is sprint on the last 200m and quickly enter the building unnoticed.
I stop to catch my breath and look around to make sure there is no werewolf in sight.
"Move your fat @ss ! There's one over there !" Hunter screams inside my head.
This girl will be the death of me. But before, she'll make sure I go deaf.
"Just catching my breath, you idiot !" I shout back at her. "Except if you want to die of asphyxiation first." I add sarcastically.
"Now, wouldn't that be a waste ? People will mourn my death so much ! And besides, my death would mean the death of every single human being on this planet." she answers arrogantly. Such a proud badass she is. And it is my responsibility to bring her back to Earth.
"Nope. The only person who will miss you is Opal (even though you tried to kill her). And also, this is THE worst town concerning werewolf attacks. I bet in Africa everyone's just fine." I answer. I allow myself to say hurtful stuff like that to her only because I know she doesn't have a heart to feel any emotions.
"That was supposed to be a rhetorical question, genius." she simply answers.
Guess I managed to shoot her in all her glory. Haha ! Serves her right !
I hear a crack coming from a few inches behind my back.
I turn around faster than a regular human and point my knife at that person's throat. Hunter is in control and steaming mad now. I retreat and give her access to our body.
Hunter POV
Will this night ever end ? I groan inwardly.
"Who are you ?" I ask. The skinny teenager standing in front of me starts shaking. I can see that he is a werewolf because his eyes flickered from pitch black to light green and back to black. He tries to act brave and lifts his chin up in rebellion.
"Don't make me ask you again." I warn, slightly pressing the dagger on his throat. He slowly puts his hands up in submission.
"S-s-sorry M-m-miss. I didn't mean to s-s-startle you." he says with pleading eyes. Is he trying to act like a human or what ?
I can see he's trying to be brave but his voice is all squeaky and shaky and I can see the sweat trickling down his neck. He's even stuttering. Seriously ? This is what the great Dasher sends after me after I killed his only brother ?! He looks so childish like that, with his brown wavy hair stuck to his forehead from sweat. Sweating with fear. I feel Camila's hilarity in my head.
I won't be able to kill him, he's to young.
"Who. are. you ?" I repeat, louder this time. He's a werewolf and I'm the Hunter. I can't just let him go like that ! He'll warn the others and I'll get caught.
"MynameisFlyn.Pleasedon'tkillme." he says so fast I didn't understand a word he said. What is wrong with him ?
"What ? Your name is Flyn ?" I ask for confirmation.
"Y-y-yes Ma'am. Please don't kill me." he says. How dare he ? He knows I know he's a werewolf. And here he is, trying to wriggle out of this situation. He knows I'm going to kill him. At least die with honour !
"If werewolves have honour..." Camila comments.
"I know you're a werewolf." I say, keeping a straight face as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "A 17 years-old shifter from the Midnight Stalkers Pack which means your Alpha is Blake Dasher. My worst enemy." I inform him. Pff ! Stupid boy thinks I'm completely clueless.
"Ho-how d-do you know ?" he asks me completely bewildered at my knowledge. Is that a spark of terror I see in his eyes at the word 'worst enemy' ?
"Well...I'm the Hunter and your pack has been tracking me for years." I say smirking. I probably shouldn't be telling him this but, who cares ? I'll have to kill him anyway.
"Th-th-the Hunter ?" he repeats. I can now see pure terror written all over his face. His face looks like a joke with his jaw on the floor.
"Close your mouth hon, your catching flies." I laugh.
He looks at me stunned. His eyes seem to say : Did the Hunter, Slayer of Beasts, just laugh ?
He probably didn't notice, but I was laughing at him. The Hunter is allowed to laugh. The Hunter can do whatever she wants, when she wants and however she wants. And the Hunter is me. I can feel Camila groaning inside my head.
"Just get on with it will you, you arrogant creature ?" she says.
I don't have time for this. The Warwolves are coming. I clench my fist around the dagger. There are 3 things I hate doing : 1/Killing humans 2/Killing children (including magical creatures like werewolves) 3/ Showing my emotions and feeling weak. Actually, that's 4 things but still... I sigh.
"Any last words ?" I ask him. He looks like he's going to cry.
"N-no. P-please. I have a mother and a little sister." he begs. Here goes. Pathetic creature. Trying to make me feel pity. Little does he know, I don't feel pity anymore ! It was an obstacle in my training to become a killer so I did what any normal person would do. Get rid of it. Then why do I still feel it deep down in a place I refuse to venture myself into ?
"I don't care. You already know to much and lets not forget you know my face. Also, you've probably mind linked every Warwolf in the perimeter." I say.
"N-n-no, please. I haven't. Please." he cries trying to escape. Nobody can escape death itself.
"Well I'm not going to believe you now, am I ?" I whisper, leaning in his ear. "You can do it anytime now, can't you ?"
"No. Please. I promise. I won't say anything. I won't do anything. Just please let me go." he whines. Wow ! He's really holding on to hope and life itself. Maybe...
"Swear in the name of the Moon Goddess." I say through gritted teeth. This is an ultimate promise no werewolf can break. I they do, it will kill them. Even an Alpha and all his powers can't break this oath.
"B-b-but-" he tries. I grab his neck and lift him clear off the ground. He is really starting to get on my nerves now. I have limited patience and compassion. Don't abuse it.
"Listen to me mutt. You have 2 choices, either you swear to the Moon Goddess that you won't say anything about me, my whereabouts or what happened here. Just forget it ever happened." I pause for effect. "Or die."
He's sobbing and choking now. Maybe because I'm strangling him. I slightly release my deadly grip to let him speak.
"Let him go you idiot ! You're going to kill him !" Camila yells in my head. This girl is gonna make me deaf. I can already feel the compassion and pity pouring out of her heart into me. Can't she control her emotions for my good old sake ? I'm trying to work here !
I drop Flyn to the ground abruptly. He puts his hands around his bruised neck, trying to breath. It's fine, he'll heal faster than you can say 'attack'. I thought werewolves were strong ?! Maybe he's an omega or something weak ?
"I'm listening." I say expectantly.
"I-I swear to the-" he coughs his lungs out "-Moon Goddess your secret is safe with me." he says.
I narrow my eyes at him, satisfied with the result. "If you ever even DARE say so much of a word, a letter, about me to ANYONE, I swear to your Moon Goddess I will murder you."
I then grab his hand and, before he can react, cut a V shape in his palm with my silver dagger. V for victory. My signature, usually found on the foreheads of my victims along with a H for Hunter. He screams in pain. Werewolves have fast healing abilities, they still feel pain but it doesn't last very long. Anyone can train themselves to resist pain. Like me for example. Werewolves can heel from anything except silver. Because silver burns their skin. So does wolfs-bane, the poison my silver dagger is coated with. This will be a scar he will bare for the rest of his life as wolfs-bane stops healing and leaves pain.
"Something to remember me by. In case you ever need to be reminded of your promise and who I am and what I do to filthy, power-thirsty beasts like you." I spit in his face.
I can feel Camila cringing. Poor girl. She wanted to be a doctor. To heal people, not to hurt them. This is all very hard for her, torturing and killing. That's why I'm here. I was born from the pain she experienced at the death of her family and the hatred she developed towards magical creatures. I am the result of the pain of humans ever since these monsters took over. I was made for this. For her.
I turn around, look around me and silently enter my apartment.