The huntress' squad [ON HOLD]

Stephan

Angel's pov:

It was weeks ago that I found my parents dead. Weeks ago I killed my first vampire. Since then we lived in the woods, living from the water of rivers, lakes or rain and hunting. Yes, we killed some rabbits. Poor animals...

My first shift was 3 days after I left home. The voice in my head explained that I was a werewolf.

Her name was Ace and she was my wolf, my father was the alpha of a strong pack. The reason that that vampire was in my house, was me.

Ace told me that when I was born, I was dead. But that a witch did a spell on me; a spell that activated Ace. So I could have Ace's strength and I could live. Ace could not show herself until I was old enough or in danger. She was always there, in my head, ready to help if it was needed.

Because she showed herself that day I was stronger than other werewolves and my senses were much better.

I was walking in the forest, it was dark, but I was used to my night vision now. I knew we were close to a highway, because I could hear vehicles passing by. I ignored the highway and kept walking forward. My legs were sore; we were walking through the woods the hole day. My legs gave up and I fell on the ground.

I wanted to stop and take a break but Ace kept nagging that I had to go on, so I got up and brushed the dirt from my pants and hands. I sighed, ignored the pain in my legs and started walking again.

After 10 minutes I smelled something good. It smelled like chocolate and pancakes. I love pancakes! My mom could make the best of the whole world! I would wake up every morning with the almighty smell of pancakes. Mmmmm.

Ace shook me awake and we followed the smell to where it came from. We were nearby a city, when the smell became so strong, I forgot about my hurting legs and started running.

I ran through a couple of streets and stopped abruptly when I saw a men holding a young boy by his neck."Mate" whispered Ace in my head.

The boy stopped struggling and didn't move. The old men released the boy, that fell on the ground and then he turned around, looking at me.

The men's eyes were blood red and his teeth were razor sharp. His mouth and shirt had red marks and he smiled at me. It was a vampire! Just like home!

"Hello little girl. Are you lost?" he said, taking a step towards me and sniffing the air? After sniffing the air he looked at me wide eyed and smiled.

Ace let out an agressive and boisterous growl that made the vampire whimper in fear. He took a step back and disappeared like lightning.
I ran to the boy and leaned over to him.

His neck was bleeding heavily, he looked really pale and didn't move a muscle. He looked my age, had black hair and perfect light blue eyes.

" Mate" Ace whispered sadly. I touched his hand and felt sparks on my fingers. "What is a mate?" I asked Ace. "He is our soul mate; our other half. Like a princess' prince." I had tears in my eyes and touched his wound. My prince was dying in front of me! 

"What's your name?" I managed to get out. He opened his mouth and whispered "Stephan, a-are you an a-angel?" before I could respond he started to cough up blood.

I started to press on his wound and let my tears fall down. "Stay with me! Please!" I said. "Heal, please heal!" Ace begged, but Stephan didn't react. I pressed my two little hands on the wound and begged the same.

I started to feel dizzy and looked at my hands. A white light came from my hands and the wound started to heal. The longer the light came from my hands, how weaker I became.

I was no longer able to stay awake, I was feeling so weak, that I almost couldn't hold my eyelids open.

I fell on the ground and took one last look at Stephan. The wound was healed, but he still looked pale and didn't move. With the last strength I had, I reached for his wrist and felt no pulse. More tears were rolling down my cheek before everything went black.