The Hunter Wolf

Number 1 rule: Trust No One

"Nice name." I nodded.
"Thanks," he said back.
"I already know your name...Hazel Argent but Mash just suits you."

We sat in silence for a moment until I spoke up. "You have nice blue eyes you know." I rocked my head back and forth.

He shrugged and a smile creeped upon his lips. "Well thank you."

He grabbed my hand and helped me up and lead me to sit more towards the fire.

The first chance I got I picked up a piece of firewood........

Stefan began "Did you know that there was a full moon tonight. One of the ......." And SMACKED him right in the head.

"Sorry Stef but number one rule is trust no one. Gotta go got some deals that need to be sealed." I picked up a bag full of equipment and skipped away with the sky shimmering with light above my head.

I was on my way to Joes after u stopped by my house to finish picking up my things. There seems to be no more werewolves coming after me. Most of them are killed because of Stefan.

I had to get of these muddy clothes and wash my greasy hair.

I took a shower and put on some black stretchy jeans. With a camp muscle top and brown combat boots. I just threw up my red hair in a ponytail to finish it off. I look fabulous.

I grabbed my stuff and headed to Joes.

I just basically ran to Joes. I have no idea where my motorcycle is and I don't feel to break into a car right there. Joes was just probably 1 and a half miles away. Easy.

Joes new place was nice but a little beaten up. But can't complain.

"Hey Joe is there any work that needs my help."
"Oh hey Red but no and yes."
"What do you mean"
"There is a diner for the headquarters in Maine. They would like for you to come."
"Sure fine but I need you to look up one of the hunters I met."
"Fine by me. What's he or she's name."
"Stefan Landons.''
"Okie dokey."

"He is a hunter alright but actually he is a high ranking hunter very similar to you and his name is not Stefan Landons, it's Stefan Michealson.
"Hmm, go on."
"Oo Stefan is the son of one of the headquarter hunters."
"Nice to know. That's all I need. Thanks Joe. Wait what time is the diner?"
"At 6."
"Okay thanks Joe."
"No problem."

Now I just needed a dress that needs to be weared.