Ch.4

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"Are you still in for hunting the skin walker before it hunts us?" I ask Taylor, They nodded obviously scared. I mean who wouldn't, were going after a skin walker and we will probably not come out alive. they stayed up till the time I saw the skin walker. 3 AM. Then we heard it, walking in the snow, we looked out the window and we saw it. The skin walker. But something was different, there were 2 but the one still in the woods from what I could see, had a skull. It was a Windigo. We were both frozen and soon they both left. 

"Nonononononononononon." Taylor said after they got out of their fear. "I am NOT going out there where a windigo AND a sk-"  

"NO!" I yelp "Don't say their names out loud! That's why they're here, i was telling you about them and i said their real names! it's like in Greek mythology, say their name you basically summoned them. so say SW's instead," I say frantically.

"Okay," said Taylor carefully. "I am not going outside when there are SW's and windigos out there!" says Taylor, careful not to say their real names.

"Come onnnn, you said you would," I beg.

"I know, but-" I cut them off by throwing their sweatshirt and snow boots at them and a backpack full of supplies, and grab myself one. And lift up the window, and climb into the tree next to my window.

"Come on," I say almost half way down the tree.

"I don't know...."

"Commeee on you gonna let me die alone?" I say, then Taylor climbs out the window and climbs down the tree to where i'm at. We make our way down and soon get to the snowy ground. we get our sweatshirts on and make our way to the woods. We passed where we saw the skin walker, its foot prints were still there, it sent shivers down my spine just knowing that a skin walker was there once a few minutes ago to be specific. When we got into the woods, it sent shivers down both of our spines. "I can't believe we were actually doing this," I whisper.

"Ya," Taylor responds, as we walk deeper into the woods i realized how different these woods are at night, I've been here most if not all of my life and I've never been here at night. I looked around when I saw a dim light, I nudged Taylor and pointed to where the light was coming form, Their eyes went wide in fear and interest, and started to walk over pulling out a gleaming red pocket knife I never knew they had. Steadily we made our way to the source of the light. Taylor went behind a tree while I hid in a bush, Taylor glanced at the source of the light. I peered out of my bush and a voice spoke. 

"I know you're there, you don't have to hide I don't hurt other people," It was a younger voice not younger than theirs though. Taylor shaking but still holding the pocket knife with a firm grip stepped out from behind the tree. And looked my way, I stepped out of the bush I was hiding in, and stepped forward. 

"Huh, Let me guess, stupid white teenagers going after a paranormal beast at night knowing that you'll most likely die?" Asked the Person, they looked around our age.

"Who are you?" asked Taylor, in a shaky but steady voice.

"Why should I tell you?" Asked the person, "But seeing as your stupid white kids i don't see what you could do to harm me except stab me with a pocket knife, I'm Quinn, your neighbor,"  They say pointing to me. "And i go by He/they pronouns," He finishes.

"Kay, I'm Taylor, they/them pronouns, That's Alex he/him right?" I nod, wondering why Quinn is out here at night.

"Why are you out here at night?" I ask

"I need a full moon to do this spell, and wouldn't you know it's a full moon," Says Quinn as he started to work on his spell. Then I realized the source of light was the blood red candles sounding them. 

"Were looking for a SW," I say.

"Ah yes a skin walker," Says Quinn and a shudder when he says skin walker.

"Why did you say it's name!" I whisper yell. "It's  coming for us now!"

"It was always coming for you, Alex." Quinn says not looking at me, "It always was, sense you mom died,"

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Word count:770

This is where it gets good ( also this is probably the most words I've ever written on wattpad.)

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