• Kris and I stared at each other, her perfect face had a cocky and teasing expression. I, of course, had no idea what I looked like but judging by the look on Jason's face, I looked pretty upset.
    Jason looked more like a puppy than a werewolf, looking at us back and forth with the same expression on his face. I could hear his little whimper, see him quiver and look at us, and feel his eyes bulging into me trying to prevent me from attacking. Like that would've worked.
    I lunged forward towards Kris, who still looked cocky and in the mood of teasing. With mind-bobbling speed, Kris dodged my attack and I landed face first into the tree behind her. I heard Jason wince and Kris crack up. I moaned in pain and tried to get back up.
    "Damn, Ivy! You really gave it your all!" Kris cackled. Jason whimpered some more in the background. I could see him walking around in little circles occasionally looking at us. When he was worried about me, it made him look young again like he was when we were with the entire pack.
    I managed to stand up when I felt a a hand tightly wrap around my ankle. Jason whimpered more and even moved a couple of feet closer. Kris continued to cackle.
    "Hold it right there, missy..." I heard a muffled voice call. I was dragged back a couple of inches closer to where the hand was. I looked back to see it. It was a moldy green color and some fingers were stitched back on to the hand. I sat up to try unlatch the fingers from my ankle, but the long nails continued to dig into my ankle.
    Jason's arms immediatly went under mine. He started to pull me up, but the hand kept pulling me back down. I yelped in pain when the long nails cut deeper in to my flesh. I could smell the rusty, salty smell that blood makes.
    "Kris, cover your nose!" Jason barked a command at Kris. She looked from Jason, to me, and finally to the old hand that was grabbing on to my ankle.
    "Oh, shoot!" Kris shouted and ran behind Jason. She wrapped her arms around his chest and pulled with him. She looked stressed and panicked.
    Finally, with one firm pull, Jason managed to pull me and the hand out of the ground. The hand was connected to a disengaged arm. The three of us all screamed in surprise and fear as it fell limply to the floor. Jason and I had our ears against our head and our tails between our legs.
    Kris flinched back from another hand that popped out of the ground which was attached to a completly moldy green figure with long, wavy and chaotic brownish-greenish hair. The figure looked up and I immediatly regocnized it's face.
    "Thanks for yanking off my arm again, Jason." Skye protested. Skye was a zombie so most of her limbs fall loose.
    Jason and Kris stared at her in fear while I glared at her with curiosity.

    TO BE CONTINUED....... If you want it to be...