I wanted to set up a meeting with Dr. Astron, I had to email the Secret Service and that lead to many emails back and forth, we finally were able to set up some conditions for an appointment.
I went to the headquarters and went into Astron's Labotory, Dr. Astron stayed in his observation chamber for his protection. "I met Lycaon." I informed Astron "Amazing how was it?" Dr. Astron asked "I got in a fight with him, he is brilliant and jumped over my rounds flying toward him, Lycaon even stayed hidden till he body checked me." I said to Dr. Astron "Oh my gosh I would love to do a lobotomy on that head." Astron said with excitement. "Speaking of his head, his face looked more like a man, not a wolf." I informed Astron. "Oh that is interesting." Astron spoke.
I left the Laboratory. We did not cross paths or meet each other and if I had it my way, Dr. Astron will go to hunt Lycaon and die. I really don't like him or how they hired him for the Secret Service, in my eyes he is truly an evil man, but I won't get into a rant.
I went home to see Chrissie, I sat down relaxed and watched some television, then I heard a powerful sizzling noise, and an orange glow came out of the kitchen. I rushed in the kitchen to see a kitchen fire; I got lucky for my quick reaction and grabbed the lid to the pan then place the lid on the pan and the wild destructive flame got smothered out.
I then turned my head "Are you okay?!" I asked Chrissie concerned for her health. "I'm okay." Chrissie confirmed. "How did this start?" I asked. "I don't know, I am glad you acted fast or I may have set the house on fire." Chrissie told me. "I am glad you're okay." I said then walked up and kissed her. "You'll love me no matter what right?" Chrissie asked me. "Yes, I will love you no matter what." I answered her and kissed her again.
We went out to eat that night because the food was like charcoal, I was not bothered by eating fast food over a home cooked meal. I am happy that Chrissie is okay. When we got home, we both went to bed and since there was not too much damage on the house or kitchen, we did not make an insurance claim, I felt it would only make things worse.
Chrissie and I made love that night.
I went to work and tried to get behind the mystery with the uproar in Werewolf activity, many Werewolf Hunters with Huntresses and me where in this room that looked like something out of an 80's Secret Agent show, they all had discoveries "I think the virus has spread at a rapid rate, because of permanent Werewolves." One hunter in the room suggested. "I think that a mage is changing people into Werewolves." another one spoke. "I think Lycaon is doing all of this!" I shout to hear everyone bust out laughing. "Stupid! You think one Werewolf did all of this?" a Huntress asked mockingly. At least I tried.
"We will send everyone in the aftermath of hunts investigations." a familiar voice echoed in the room. "I hope no one minds doing two jobs: hunting Werewolves and investigating the death of a Werewolf. I want to see what our furry enemies have been doing." The Director of the Secret Service tasked everyone in the room over an intercom system. "And if anyone is to see Jingles the clown get rid of him.
Everyone that walked out of the room signed a paper for this task, I don't think anyone wanted to know what would happen if anyone refused to sign those papers.
My first day on the task was a bit hard to do, I usually just saw a dead Werewolf which was normal on the job stuff, the remains on the job usually looked like a Werewolf, human, and half the time something in between. I did not really know what to look for with the task I was assigned, this is what proved to be difficult.
The Werewolf Hunter that killed the Werewolf was still around with the corpse. "It's dead." I somewhat joked. "I sure hope he is." The Werewolf Hunter remarked.
I checked on the body; it was obviously shot in the heart with a silver round. I looked at the ground around it, and besides seeing blood, I seen footprints. I decided to follow these footprints which lead into a cave that was nothing special, and the cave had nothing special inside of it.
I decided to call and tell the Secret Service that nothing serious was found in this case. The Secret Service flew in on a helicopter and picked up the corpse and left the area. The other Werewolf hunter and I got picked up then dropped off to headquarters.
I had to move on to my second call, I actually saw something very off, the corpse is completely human but had a wolf pelt beside it. "Was this pelt worn by the Werewolf?" I asked the Werewolf Hunter that remained on site. "No both of them split up when the man died to my silver bullet." the Werewolf Hunter answered. "Don't touch anything." I commanded the Werewolf Hunter.
I called the Secret Service, and they picked up the remains and the Werewolf Hunter and me, A different agent just before takeoff followed a track of footprints. Then this agent got on the helicopter.
I ended up in another meeting. "We have found the cause for the rapid increase in the Werewolf population. The next assignment is out of your hands." The Director of the Secret Service took away the assignment, everyone but me cheered. "Thank Jake Mansfield." The Director of the Secret Service cut off with.
I got lifted in the air then I was tossed straight up "Yay." the crowd yelled. "I owe you drink." Quan offered. "Quan how have you been?" I asked. "Busy." she informed me.
The worst hunt ever happened just a few weeks ago, why so long to talk about it. Dying sort of delays just about anyone even when they come back, I still don't understand if I am a Dhampir or just a freak among monsters.
I got to video call The Director of The Secret Service. "What was so special about that pelt?" I asked into a black screen. "It was made by the Devil to turn people into Werewolves." He answered. "Legend has it that the Devil has been doing this since the fairytales were popular; the Devil would leave a pelt in a hollowed fallen tree trunk for someone to find it and wear it, then become a Werewolf." He answered. "at least now we know that those fairytales have truth to them." he continued. "Is there any work for me?" I ask.
The Director of The Secret Service goes through my paperwork. "Yes, we have a job, you are on an assignment with Agent 72 with a possible outbreak of Werewolves and a Civatateo. We will pick you up shortly by Helicopter and take you to Mexico." The Director assigned. "What is a Civatateo?" I asked. "An Aztec noble woman who died giving birth, comes back as a Civatateo which is a Female witch-like vampire and wonder to haunt crossroads and Aztec temples. Their bodies are covered in white chalk, and they will either have cross bones on their clothes or tattooed to their skin." The Director answered.
We ended the video session, I walked to Chrissie "I am going to work, I will be back." I yell to Chrissie. "What job do you work, don't tell me you work on AUTOMOBILES WITH YOUR DAD!" Chrissie told me. "Give me your phone?" I requested from Chrissie; she handed me her phone, I put our phones in a bag of potato chips. "I am a Werewolf Hunter for the Secret Service. Please don't tell anyone about this or they will kill me." I answered her question. "Oh my gosh don't go out there and die." Chrissie said with fear in her voice. "About that; I am half Vampire. The Werewolves have not changed me, nor do I think they could kill me." I informed Chrissie. "You know what, no more secrets from here on out." Chrissie put an oath on our relationship. "I'm Pyromancer, I use a lot if fire magic. I caught the kitchen on fire with my magic." Chrissie revealed to me.
I was completely blown away and the way she hid it was perfect. If she would never have told me, I never would had known that she could use fire magic. "The fire you use does it have to be present?" I asked. Chrissie pointed her finger and on the end of her finger was a floating fireball, then she covered both her hands to snuff the small floating flame. I heard the helicopter, to come and land in my back yard. I grabbed my phone out of the chip bag, got my AK-47 with silver rounds and ran to the helicopter waving and looking back at Chrissie as I step into the helicopter beyond the sliding glass window, she waved back and blew kisses standing in place.
The Helicopter took off. "Oh, look who it is." a shiver went done my spine, I heard John Oakly's voice being sarcastic. "Oh, I forgot you're Agent 72." I responded sarcastically. "Hope we don't see any Vaewolves, or this guy may get scared." I told everyone else in the helicopter picking on John. "At least I never been a beggar." John picked back. "Maybe you should never had looked to a beggar to be your apprentice." I remarked. "Or at least let them know what work they are getting into, because becoming a Werewolf Hunter, is something I really was not expecting over mowing your grass." i added in the conversation. "Will both of you shut up before I throw you both out of my copter." the piolet ended our conversation.
The helicopter got out and all of us jumped out the plane and those who were prepared set up, however I was not one of the ones prepared so I laid my back up against an Aztec temple.
Night fell it was not a full moon, none of us being Werewolf Hunters and Huntresses were not ready for the Civatateo that resided in the temple waiting for night to arrive. The Group all set finished their equipment early and with nothing better to do we all decided to play card games because a Werewolf Hunter brought a deck of cards. We played cards till it got sunset then we looked around for the moon in the sky it was not a full moon, then it started to get dark out.
We all heard something rustling in the bushes but thought it was someone messing with us. "Come out or I will shoot you." a Werewolf Hunter threatened. The Civatateo leap out of the bushes and ran up to the Werewolf Hunter that threatened her and bit his neck, in some way that made him unable to scream but started choking. We all started shooting at the Civatateo a lot of the Werewolf Hunters and Huntresses started going into a coughing fit, I could hear the Vampire praying to Tzecatlipoca (He is a central Aztec god with power over the night sky, obsidian and conflict.) I could not tell what she was praying for but the Werewolf Hunter/Huntresses began to shoot each other, we all are dodging and weaving bullets till three remained the only Werewolf Hunter left got a crossbow and steak from somewhere and shoot me right in the chest, I blacked out instantly. I guess I was dead.
I woke up instantly to figures wearing black cloaks carrying scythes that surrounded me, they moved around me not caring that I was around. I was a bit creeped out, I had to know what one of them looked like; I grabbed the shoulder of one and it instantly turned to face me screaming a howling echo-like scream. I saw it's skull and knew I was dead. It's a Reaper that I see I freaked out and fell to the ground, luckily, I did not anger this spirit, I got up and ran from this figure and got further from this spirit.
I wondered purgatory and I saw to many things more than just human spirits. I saw Gods of many religions, Demons, Angels, and Reapers; I did not have a chance to understand all of it, I was overwhelmed, and I woke suddenly came back to life.
I was in Dr. Astron's observation chamber and had the steak removed from my heart. "It will seem that we found your weakness, you don't like getting a stake to the heart. It puts you in suspended animation, I bet if you were left there long enough you would have starved. I am not allowed to test that on you though, because the secret service says otherwise." Astron had to say to me. I was to degust and waited for him to release me, which he did release me in two hours. This is the worst hunt ever.