Wolfsbane tk & ot7

I took a little journey to the unknown

The steep mountain hill was eerily quiet and the trees that littered the grounds swayed in the midnight breeze that cooled down the humid summer air. One arrow shot through the sky, landing on a tree stump, millimeters away from an exhausted boy's hand, which was resting there as he tried to catch his breath from his helpless flee attempt.

The bright yellow eyes burned through the darkness, reflecting the moon that gazed down from the sky, the moon that gave the poor human reckless power. Another arrow whistled through the air, before it now hit the boy in the shoulder. A moan of pain was heard, mingling together with an angry growl. The boy grabbed ahold of the arrow and snapped it in half.

"There he is!"

A boy of merely sixteen years old, who went by the name of Jeon Jungkoook, got up at the voices and tried to locate the direction from where they stemmed. He couldn't wait too long. Another arrow was pulled, the bow cracking underneath the pressure, and then the cord snapped as it fired.

He jumped to the side and began running, hoping to whatever deity out there that he wouldn't run right into the hunters' grasp. Another arrow hit the tree beside him, and one flew right over his head, the sharp arrowhead plunging into the earth. Jungkook could hear the dogs behind him, and knew they were sent after him in a futile attempt to stop him.

These hunters thought they needed to stop him from killing, to stop the dangerous monster from living on beside humanity. In reality, these hunters were the dangerous creatures. Jungkook had never intentionally hurt anyone, in wolf form he meant, and so these hunters were really just hunting the wrong person.

He came on to a clearing and froze, his feet stuttering at the realization that a man was awaiting him. The smooth barrel of a shotgun aimed straight at Jungkook's head. The barrel was only a few feet away and the moon's light was reflected in its metallic exterior. The man smirked, and got out a bright yellow bullet before he threw it to the ground, letting the neon color mesmerize the werewolf.

Jungkook didn't know what it was, but he got a bad feeling about the color, as if the bullet itself was taunting him with death. Jungkook was sure he wouldn't die by a mere bullet. But these were skilled hunters, they wouldn't just hunt with mere bullets.

The dogs that were after him howled, the sound piercing through the air. Their growls and roars messed with his head, and the sound of their paws got closer and closer. Jungkook was aware he wouldn't have long until the other hunters would arrive as well.

The hunter cocked his gun and grinned, "You'll make a nice prized possession on my trophy wall."

The gunshot was fired and resonated through the air, though the bullet didn't hit its intended target.

Jungkook had held his gasp, eyes squeezed shut and hands balled, nails digging into his palm, preparing for a painful and slow death.

When he opened his eyes, still waiting for the pain to explode across his torso he was met with a broad muscled back. The figure in front of him was holding the bullet in between his fingers, as if he had caught it mid-air, and then crushed it into his palm.

"The alpha", the man lowered his gun, eyes widening with amazement, "It's been awhile since we've seen you. Did you come for your beta?"

Jungkook frowned, his head tilting in confusion automatically, but the figure in front of him kept quiet and only neared the other man before letting out a deep roar that seemed to stem from deep within. Jungkook's knees wobbled at the anger of the voice and his legs felt like giving away to such power.

"Run, boy."

Jungkook's feet were glued to the ground, and his brain took a moment to process the demand. Then the figure looked back, red eyes ablaze and scent demanding, and Jungkook started running for his life. He heard the dogs come into the clearing, the roar of a powerful creature, and then shots being fired.