• Shadow is my name, and dont you dare say anything bad about it, or I'll kick your butt half way to Tokio and back.
    I was born twenty or so years ago, depending on what kind on what kind of year schedual you go by. Wether its dog years, Vampiric years, Werewolf years, Human years, or so on.
    I'm male, cocasion, and rather tall.
    My hair color is a dark sandy red and ice blue eyes. They say I was supposed to grow out of my blue eyes like everyother Werewolf does. But I never did. So I'm stuck with them, I guess...
    I took down a shot of liqour and glanced at the clock. For no good reason, I know, but I just felt like looking at the clock in interest of how long I had been here I guess. I didnt really know, and I didnt really give a ****. So quote me.
    There was only the bar tender, two drunk old women, and logger who could barely keep his head up he had drinken so much.
    But that was going to change.
    The door opened.
    I didnt turn around to see who it was, or if it was a hot girl I could flirt and hit on, I didnt care. I was just trying to get drunk so I could forget I was even in this hell hole for a few hours... Is that wrong?
    A tall man wearing a top hat and trentch coat sat down next to me and ordered Scotch, no ice.
    I smiled and passed him the bottol. "Help yourself, bud."
    He smiled back at me and looked into my eyes, his face stiffening for a second before smiling again. "Thank you." He says tipping his hat to me.
    I nodded and looked away from him. "Yep."
    "May I ask you something?" He asks turning his body and facing me.
    I nodded and downed another shot, feeling it burn as it went into my stomach. "Yeah. Sure." I say blinking my eyes in amazement as to how new that always seems to me when it goes down like that.
    It takes twice the amount of alcohol to get a Werewolf drunk. So I have really been trying to down it all. I bet the bartender was just waiting for me to pass out or die at any second.
    "How did you get those eyes?" He asks pointing at my face.
    I glared at him. "Why do you ask?"
    He shrugged. "No real reason. Just wanted to know."
    I nodded and loosened my gaze till they were calm and nice again. "Oh. I dont know. I just got them like everyone else in my family did." I say not lying at all. Everyone in my family did get these at once, but then they changed to what ever color they are now. Like I think I said before, all Werewolves are born with blue eyes and as they get older they change to the color they'll be stuck with for all of their life. But I havent even seen the slightest change in mine ever... And its really starting to annoy the **** out of me.
    He nodded and poured himself a drink. "I see. Well your very unlucky then."
    I looked down at the counter. "Why's that?"
    He leaned into me and put his nose against my ear. "Because I kill Werewolf scum like you."
    I jumped and fell out of my chair, landing on my *** harder then ****. I glared at him. "What the **** did you say?"
    He smiled and stood up, looking to the bartender. "I think I'll take this one to his car, alright? I think he's had a bit too much." He said grinning.
    I swallowed and stood up. "**** that!" I say bulting for the door.
    The man sighed and slowly followed me, grabbing me by my hair before I could grab the handle. "Come on. I'll help you out then." He sneered.
    I growled at him and swung my elbo at him.
    He ducked and swung his own arm up between my legs, just about punch me in the gut. He grinned and stopped his hand from doing so. "Calm down, wolf. I wasnt going to do anything." He lied.
    I swallowed, realizing I wasnt going to win this.
    ****... I'm so screwed...
    The man had long black hair that covered most of his face and dark blue eyes.
    I gave up trying to fight for a few seconds as he pulled his hand from under me and then put it on my shoulder.
    He pushed open the door and forced me outside into the freezing cold moon lit night.
    I growled at him again. "Dont touch me!" I bellow getting out of his grip.
    He sighed. "I knew you were going to be a tough one to kill." He said taking off his hat and dropping it on the dirt ground and then starting to take off his trentch coat.
    I swallowed and looked around for anyone that could help.
    No one. No one was outside tonight. They were all inside and covered in blankets. And like anyone would want to be outside in the night in the middle of no where.
    I lived in a very wooded area so I could go into 'wolf' form and run around when ever I wanted and never have to deal with anyone seeing me.
    The man chuckled. "You look pretty scared."
    I glared at him and started to back up. "Shut the **** up!"
    He grinned and put his coat on the ground next to his hat.
    I could feel my heart go as cold as the air around me when I saw all the guns and knives and bullets and gernades he had latched onto straps on his shirt.
    He looked down at them and decided on a large barreled magnum and started to bullets in.
    I spun around and started running.
    The man groaned and threw down his gun, running after me. "God. Why do you always run?!" He hissed almost able to grab me again.
    I ran faster and jumped into the woods. "Gonna have to go faster then that!" I laugh looking over my shoulders.
    He was running after me, going faster now, but having trouble hurtling over fall tree and over puddles and trying not to get thwapped in the face by low branched.
    I laughed harder and consentrated on changing.
    Come on. Lets scare him ****less.
    Before the man could blink I was running on all fours and drooling and had fur all over, instead of just on my head.
    He stopped and panted for air. "**** it..." He said reaching for something on his shirt.
    I turn around and growl at him.
    He stops reaching and put his hands up in surrender. "Fine. I wont. Just dont do anything stupid."
    I snarled, revealing my sharp teeth. "And why not?" I say.
    Yes, Werewolves can talk while in 'wolf' form. But you would have had to practice talking in that form a lot. And I did. Because living in the middle of no where is really boring, and when you find talking in that form fun, you do it... A lot...
    He gasped and almost tripped on a log. "You... can... talk?"
    I grinned. "Whats wrong with talking, weirdo?"
    "Look who's talking!" He hissed.
    I growled at him and took a step closer. "What was that?"
    He swallowed and looked away from me. "Nothing."
    I raised my tail up, claiming dominance over him. "Good. Now give me one good reason why I shouldnt eat you."
    He didnt have an answer.
    I laughed and took a few steps closer to him. "Exactly."
    He suddenly reached for a knife.
    I growled at him and pounced, landing right on his fragile body.
    He screamed in pain.
    I glared down at him, my chest rumbling as I growled still.
    He suddenly had tears in his eyes and the man looked up at me.
    I didnt let his pain faze me at all. It could have been one of his tricks, and I wasnt going to let myself fall for it.
    "Who knew I was going to be killed by the thing I wish to kill the most." He said smiling.
    "Yeah, who knew." I chuckle wickedly.
    He looked into my eyes and put his hand on my neck, grabbing onto its fur, feeling its tecture. "So warm..."
    I loosen my glare and growl deeper. "What are you going on about now?"
    He closed his eyes. "The thing I hate the most is actually something really warm and soft... I wasnt expecting that." He breathed harshly.
    I sighed and got off of him.
    What was I doing? I should kill him!
    "You need mental help." I hiss.
    He sat up and smiled sweetly. "I guess I do."
    "I should kill you." I say sitting down and putting my tail over my paws.
    He chuckled and stood up slowly. "Yes. You should. But thank you for not killing me."
    "Whatever." I say rolling my eyes.
    He put his hand on my head. "Your not so bad, I guess."
    "What is it with you?" I growl standing up and towering over him.
    He shrugged and put his arms over his chest. "I just wished to be nice to you for a while since you decided not to kill me, I guess."
    I shook my head and turned away from him. "You're so weird." I start to walk away when I hear him c**k a gun and a dark chuckle made my stomach churn.
    "You are such an idiot. You never turn your back on a person who is going to kill you." He laughed.
    I turned to him, my face blank. "Are you really going to shoot me?"
    He nodded and put it up to eye level, aiming.
    I felt fear over whelm me again and I started to back up slowly. "Dont do it."
    "And why not?" He asks walking closer to me.
    I swallowed. "Because I can give you anything you want." I beg.
    This isnt what Werewolves are like, you idiot. They dont back down. They dont beg for mercy as they stare down the barrel of the gun. They stand their ground and fight for what they think is right.
    And here I was, begging him not to shoot.
    He grinned. "And what would a guy like me want?"
    I wasnt able to think straight, so I just said it. "Company."
    He froze, opening his closed eye and staring at me in interest. "Company?"
    I nodded. "Yeah. Someone to talk to."
    He narrowed his eyes. "And my company would be you? A Werewolf?" He put the gun back up and started to aim the gun. "I dont think so, wolf."
    "Please!" I beg going into human form.
    He opened both of his eyes and aimed the gun at the ground near my feet. "What!?"
    "I'll do anything you want. I promise. Anything. Just dont shoot." I beg.
    He sighs. "I dont think I can do that."
    "And why not?"
    "Because I told myself I would never let a monster get away from me without the animal killing me first." He said getting very annoyed.
    "But I'm not a monster!" I bellow, getting annoyed too.
    He laughed. "Your not human are you?"
    "No. But neither are Vampires, or Demons in human form, or ghosts! So go kill them instead!" I shout.
    He narrowed his eyes at me. "Your easier to kill then they are!"
    "I beg to differ!" I boom. "To kill a vampire you simply need to stop feeding them or put Vampire's Plague in a humans blood that they will feed off of."
    "Do you know how expensive Vampire's Plague is to buy?" He asks getting off the subject.
    "Are you kidding me!? I know where you can get four freakin viles of that stuff for ten hundred bucks." I say grinning.
    He gacked at me. "Are you pulling me leg?"
    Maybe...
    "No!" I hiss.
    He bit his lip and thought about something for a second. "Hmmm... Ten hundred dollars for four viles... When timesing that by twenty thats..." He did the rest of the math in his head quickly. "Alright! Tell me where you can buy this stuff for that price and I wong shoot... Maybe..."
    I shook my head. "Nope."
    He growled. "Why not?"
    "Because your going to shoot me after I tell you." I pout.
    "Well I will now!" He says holding up the gun.
    "Nuh uh. I wouldnt do that if I were you. If you kill me before I tell you you'll never find the dealer." I grin.
    He threw the gun down and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oh my god..." He hisses.
    I laughed. "And guess who the dealer is."
    He looked at me, his face going paler. "No way..."
    "Yep." I grinned and pointed at me. "I am."
    He threw his head back and groaned. "I give up!" He shouted falling on his knees in defeat.
    I laughed and walked up to him. "Its okay." I say putting my hand on his head. "I wont bring the price up too much."
    He glared at me. "Shut up, wolf."
    I grinned. "I dont like that tone. Maybe I shouldnt sell you any thing."
    Its true. I'm sorry I didnt tell you before. But I sell Vampire's Plague for a very low price. But I hardly ever get any buyers for some reason...
    He stood up. "Well then maybe I should just kill you and get it over with!"
    I shrugged. "Go ahead. But you wont get anything out of it."
    "I would have gotten rid of you, right?"
    I nodded.
    "Then I'm getting something out of it." He grinned.
    I sighed. "What is it going to take for you not to kill me?"
    He thought about it for a second. "Give me Vampire's for its normal price, as much as I want. And..." A sudden grin grew on his face. "I want one whole night with you. I get to do anything I want to you."
    I felt my jaw drop, but I thought about it too. "Well... I dont know about the one night alone with you thing but-."
    He pulled out a gun from his shirt and cocked it.
    I jumped and nodded, holding out my hand to him. "Its a deal!"
    He smiled. "Good. I get you for the rest of tonight and half of tommorow night." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the exit of the woods.
    "Hey. You left your other gun back there." I say turning around and looking at it.
    He shrugged. "Eh. I have nine more in my car."
    I swallowed and looked at the ground.
    What is this guy going to make me do with him tonight?
    He suddenly started to laugh and turned around to face me.
    I stared blankly at him. "Whats so-?"
    He pulled my face into his harshly.
    I jumped and pushed against his chest.
    What the?!
    He pulled away and grinned. "A fighter huh? That makes it even better."

    His hotel was a real **** heap. But he was supposedly just staying here for a little while, and he didnt want to 'waste money' at a 'peice of crap town'.
    I took that offensively and growled at him in response.
    He just grinned and pushe me against the bed.
    But now that he was done with me I was really wishing he had killed me.
    I sighed and sat up.
    He grinned and hugged my waist. "Where do you think your going?"
    I glared at him. "I'm going to the bathroom."
    "But its almost morning, I want to spend as much time with you as possible." He said wrubbing his cheek against my side.
    I sighed. "I really have to go to the bathroom." I growled standing up.
    He moaned and tried to grab my hand.
    I jumped away and ran into the room, slamming the door behind me. I took in a deep breath and covered my face with my hands, letting the deep breath out.
    I should have let him shoot me...
    "Oh crap!" The man shouted.
    I opened the door and squinted my eyes against the bright light.
    Yes! Its morning!
    I grined and leaned against the door frame. "My times up. I can go now."
    He sighed. "Yes... You can go... But I need a way to know where you are tonight."
    I glared at him. "Didnt you have enough of me already?"
    He grined and shook his head. "Not yet."