Smg4 Oneshots

Moonlight

Author's note: I may or may not be planning on make this into a full-fledged fic. I'm also a sucker (Ha!) for Vampire aus. Sue Me!

Also, this a prequel to the story that's in the works.

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Three loved the night.

There was no denying that. Even before he turned, he loved how the world quiet down. Leaving only the sounds of nature to take over.

Although, he felt lonely.

Sure, Vampires are not known to be the most social creatures but that doesn't mean that they don't get lonely.

He sighed and started at the moon. Its fullness glowed brightly, making the stars around it seem dull in comparison.

Suddenly, Three could smell blood. His anger rose, as hunting was illegal around here.

Three may be a vampire but that doesn't mean he goes around killing innocent animals or people.

He found the source of blood. It was coming from a wolf stuck in a bear trap.

But, wolves aren't usually a dark red. 

'A werewolf.' It makes sense, tonight is a full moon after all.

"Hey." Three said gently, unsure if the werewolf had sentience over this form. From what Three has heard about werewolves, it's different for each one.

The red wolf turned to Three, maroon eyes started back at him.

"I'm here to get unstuck, ok?" Three moved closer to the trap. 'What kind of disgusting human being leaves a trap like this in a common hiking trail?'

Three ripped open the trap and the wolf got it's paw out. 

The wolf wrote something in the dirt. "Thank you." It said.

That's odd usually a werewolf that has sentience in their wolf form can talk. Could this guy not?

"Eh, it's not a big deal really." Three shrugged. 

The wolf nodded and tried to walk away, but its injured paw made it impossible.

Three couldn't leave the guy like this. "Hey, I have a place we help patch you up is that ok?"

The agreed and Three helped the wolf get back to his home.

Three didn't really have a lot of first aid stuff, just some blood bags and bandages.

"And, there!" Three took a step back. "That's as good as it gets."

The wolf looked down at its bandaged paw and wagged its tail.

Three looked at the wolf curiously. "Say, can you talk?" Three paused, realizing on how he said that. "I-I'm not trying to be rude. I was just wondering, since werewolves that have control over their wolf form can speak."

The wolf shook its head and signed to Three. "No, for some reason. I was never able to speak. No one really like that, so I was kicked out."

Three was really glad he could understand sign language. A pit formed inside him. "So, your alone too?" Three whispered.

The wolf sadly nodded. 

 "Well, would you like to stay with me? I don't really have a pod to hang out with. We can be misfits together."

The wolf smiled at that. "That sounds nice. I'm Terrance by the way."

Three smiled back at his new friend. "Hi, Terrance, my name is Three. It's really nice to meet you.