You are awoken by the strike of lightning "Motha Fucka!!!" You yell in shock and anger.you weren't in your bed though...you were in some kinda wooden box. "What in heavens gate?" You threw a fist at the ceiling and it broke, dirt pouring in "oh just damn great." You shovel the dirt under you, turning to the side until the dirt stopped "they didnt even bury me six feet for fuck sake" rain pelted down on your leathery skin. It steamed as it made contact with it, and you wandered to a small town, "AshenBurg" the name sounded familiar, but you didnt care. As you approached the saloon, its interior was covered in gears and wires, each chair having it's own mechanical appearance. As you looked at the tables you scoffed as you realized it was a werewolf town. One black haired one in particular put her hand on your shoulder "hey what's this fucker doin in werewolf territory?" Immediately you shot her inbetween the eyes, blood everywhere. You grinned " any more of ya bitch headed Yankees wanna fuck with me, its lead in ya guts understand?" They all nodded in horror, except one, she was crouched behind another dragging her knife along his neck, slitting his throat , "Hey you! The throat slitter! Yea I'm talkin t' you ya sneaky pantherian sleez bag, get over here, your comin with me." You hissed out your words and she walked over to you and rubbed her cheek on your arm, you pointed the gun at her "dont". You had a murderous glint in your eyes as you stared em down. You turned and raised an eye at the bartender "get me and this little lady a drink mut" the pantherisn girl looked at you in both embarrassment and shock and you gave her a cold look as if to say, this means nothing. You grabbed your drinks, then pointing to the bar tender you told the girl "rip him apart" turning around and shooting everything that moved. Bullseye. You and the girl walked out bloodied and strolled down to the sheriff's office. It was empty , you decided itd be a nice place to hunker down. "What's ya name girl? She nodded her slightly drunken head "names Harper , savvy?" She had a slight Caribbean accent, which to you was quite appealing, regardless to that fact you didn't give a shit about her, but youd keep 'er along, play 'er like a fiddle. "Strong name for a strong woman" her eyes glow in the dim light and she blushes a small bit, her right ear twitching. You played out a small blanket on the paved floor of the building "get some rest Harper, theres a lot ahead of you" and as she played to her side on the blanket, you couldnt sleep as you settled down next to her, you were plotting, plotting what youd do next, who youd kill. The cold wrapped around you like a thick blanket and you felt Harper get closer to you and lay right along your back, her small breaths inhaling and exhaling, you didnt care. It was all part of the plan, you turned around to see her eyes, one blue, one bright yellow open, she purred, which disgusted you, but you had to play along, you wrapped an arm gently around her waist and grinned at her, she blushed and drifted of to sleep. Now you could finally get some serious planning done, and you did. The next morning you were jolted awake by her lips on yours, and though in shock, you kissed back, it felt surprisingly good. You shook off the thought and sat up, revealing to her your plan. "Tomorrow we invade ShadesTurn, another werewolf territory not far from here, it's small but it will give us the supply's, and possibly the artillery, to invade some of the boomtowns in the area. Got that Harper?" And she nodded , still slightly tipsy from last night "you dont hold alcohol well do ya?" You chuckle a little. It was pathetic, but at the same time it was a combination of hilarious and adorable. Did you actually feel something toward her? You doubted it but considered the possibility. You noticed her body fading slightly and glared out of curiosity, waving your hand through the fade, or you thought so, your hand hit and she staggered a little, her body fading back. "What the fuck harper I didn't know what in heavens gate....I was actually worried." not adding the fact you were only worried because she was your property, you knew how to play her. It wasnt hard, especially with pantherians, they grew easily attached, and once so they were clingy as all hell. It helped that out of all , harper was kinda hot. You smirked and wrapped your arms around her waist pulling her close, her head was all fucked up at this point and she wrapped her arms around your neck, and connected your lips with hers. Her touch was warm and comfortable, and her long raven hair brushed against your legs. You pulled away slowly and decided youd take her out a night, give her a good time befor the slaughter that would come with the sunrise. The blood that would paint the town crimson, but for now, you needed to work on Harper, getting Harper to fall for you was easy but you had to make sure it was official , and as time may change things and you end up falling for her....you brushed off the idea and took her to a nice diner across town that night. She was enjoying herself for sure revealing many of her secrets and stories, all for the better. At days end you had to carry her home , since she had passed out at the diner. She snored, but it was a gentle, quiet snore and it didnt bother you, and as you played down on your makeshift mattress, thoughts of murder and scandal filling your putrid mind , she curled up next you, gently gnawing on your arm.
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