(Song: War by Edwin Starr.)
"So it has been two days and these people are becoming missing again. Humans taken from their homes?", Bailey asked as they scout one of the neighborhoods.
"No my dear. These are all people who were tracked. Blue bloods. Royalty. Those who posses...", added Benji.
"The wolf gene...".
"Do you think whoever is doing this is trying to wipe them out?", asked Michael.
"Maybe. Let's keep track on what's been going on. We want to not only keep our loved ones safe, but the our secrets could be jeopardized by the slightest slip up of exposure from our foe or foes in hiding."
The hybrids sniffed the air and the area as came across a trail.
"This might be a clue."
They seen a evidence that there was a struggle. A card.
"They're attacking the youth prospects."
"What are they after?"
"Idk yet, but we must stay alert and be vigilant. Michelle I need you to report what we seen here to the chief and alpha at the land. Michael, you and I will go to our neighbors and report and see of they need anything."
"Got it!"
[The 3 leave to their separate missions.]
==Another dark street==
[The young man sees a dark, deserted street to his left. He then makes his way up to it. Suddenly, a SHADOW flies past him, moving at an unhuman speed. He pauses...]
"What was that?"
[Unnerved, he speeds his step, about to round a corner but suddenly something leaps over him, knocking him backward to the ground! It moves so fast he can't see what it was, again, he saw only a brief SHADOW. Now the youth begins to panic now...]
"Who's there?!"
There is no response. The frightened man bolts in a different direction.
*In a neighborhood nearby an hour later.*
A young man runs, beelining toward the end of the street at which stands an apartment building with a brightly lit lobby and a security guard. Safety.
[Ext. Waterfront - Night]
The young man finds himself on the deserted boardwalk. Beyond the trail, black water. A dead end. He turns realzing he's utterly alone. He's been herded here. He searches the darkness for whatever's chasing him.
"Who's there?! What do you want?!"
[His eyes glow yellow as he growls in anger.]
The shadow darts past him; YANKS his head to the side. He screams on agony.
"OH GOD! WTH?!"
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Tha Hybrid Journalz
FantasyHalf werewolf, half vampire with gifts unimaginable. The many struggles of being a hybrid even though is has its perks. Half dead, half alive, this young gentleman is on a journey that will either make him the hero of the story or the villain he is...
