I honestly do not know how to start this. This is supposed to be a story that I tell you, and that you enjoy. Nice of whomever made me do this to put that kind of thing on me. Well, fine, I will give it my best shot.

So let's start out with a basic introduction. My name is Lex Ellerhon, and I am a werewolf. Not just any werewolf, a zeta species werewolf, but I'll get into those more later. Let's just say I'm a kick-butt kind. I'm also immortal in the sense that I don't age anymore. I can still die, yes, I am allergic to eggs and silver, but that's not cool, since all werewolves are allergic to silver. I still die if I bleed out, get my head cut off, or drown. It's just alot harder for you to kill me. I am roughly a thousand years old, give or take a decade. I'm not really tall, about five feet, ten inches, but I'm stocky. I think all werewolves are, naturally. I don't know. I don't really care all that much about my looks anyways. People when they see me either see a seven foot tall hairy monster with yellow eyes and fangs, or a five foot ten red and brown haired male with grey eyes who does not look menacing at all, more like a guy you want to hug or something. It's not great when I try to intimidate people.

Okay, that's enough about me. You are probably getting bored by now. Okay, let's jump into the plot. Here I am sitting in the passenger side seat of a nice black sedan, the driver was one of my colleagues and partners, Camryn Vandalais. Our mission today was to scout of new 'Prey'. That's what we call people who have certain abilities that allow them to become like me and her, Hunters. We are an organization of superhumans and superfreaks who try to protect the humans from nasty monsters. That's to say the least, but I'll get into that at another time. Right now, I was busy focusing on our Prey.

"You think she's here?" I asked, looking out at the night sky. I then turned my gaze down a bit and settled on the high school that we happened to be parked at.

"The fact that you have to ask if I am sure of anything saddens me," Camryn replied. She flipped a lock of her long black hair back as she spoke. "Unless you are nervous and talking makes you feel better."

"That would be the case." I said dully. I really didn't feel good, it was a full moon out tonight, and even though I can control myself to a T, I still never felt good this time of the month. With a heavy sigh, and one last rub on my forehead, I opened the door and stepped out. It was freezing outside, and that made me feel worse, as I abhor the cold. I am a hot blooded male, in literal senses, and I absolutely cannot stand the frigid temperatures of anything below room level.

Camryn stepped out after me. She wore a plain black shirt and pants, but I wore a heavy black jacket and I was still cold. I let out a huff and started towards the school entrance. "I hope she's in an understanding mood." I said over my shoulder to Camryn, who was to stay behind and alert me if anyone was coming. I didn't stop to hear if she replied, I was way too cold.


The school wasn't as full as it would normally be, since it was night time, but there was a school basketball game going on, a finals or something. And the prey I wanted was a player. Excellent. It would make things way easier while I was inside. Plus it was alot warmer inside. That made me considerably happier about my position. With a shake of my head, I shuffled towards what sounded to be the gymnasium. There was alot of heat radiating off that room, plus the rich smell of smeat permeated my nose. I rubbed my hands under my nostrils, trying to clea rit a bit, before side stepping in to the gym. The game was nearly over, I was happy to see, and the home team was winning. Which meant everyone would be more excited and I would be less noticeable. With a shake to the head, I quickly settled myself in the stands by the door, able to see nearly everything. My enhanced vision didn't hurt, either.

I was looking around, starting to feel anxious, when finally I spotted her. Tall, skinny, but not in the anorexic way, with a hair colour that was fairly uncommon, purple with a red tinge. And I knew it was natural too. She had nicely tanned skin, and even though I couldn't see them from where I was perched, bright green eyes. With a small smile, I started jogging down back towards the floor. She was a cheerleader, good, already in good shape. A major points booster for her.


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My name is Katy. I'm a girl living in Deadmonton. Canada. I like alot of things but I am obsessed with... Jack@$$ & Wildboyz, Will Ferrell, Nathan Petrelli, Tetris, Stephen King, Gintama, Shaman King/Tao Ren, Final Fantasy, Abe Sapien, Our Lady Peace, Reno, Colorado, South Park/Kyle Broflovski, AHTA, Maximum Ride, werewolves > aliens & Transformers/Hot Shot. Eric Idle. MEWTWO I listen to Nickelback while playing Final Fantasy, and Finger Eleven while playing Kingdom Hearts. I'm also terrified of aliens.