Tainted Hearts

Annoying Orange

[Heya, it's been a while. Sorry if there's any mistake, please tell me if you spot one.]

Denny was walking without any direction, she was lost; she had no destination. She didn't even know where she was right now.

For all this time she was sacrificing her morality for the one who played the role in destroying her life.

Oh, how fast care shifted to hatred. The more she thought about them, the  worse her hatred became.

... But there was one particular person she couldn't honestly hate, Alex. The spirit showed genuine care to her, often looking out for the poor werewolf. It made her felt safe and loved, something she hadn't felt after her foster parents' death. Alex didn't directly played a role in her life's downfall, she couldn't blame the spirit fully.

Now she felt guilty hating Alex, no, she did never hate the spirit, she couldn't. She was stuck between a conflict in her mind.

And then, there was Noche. Nothing in the universe could explain or measure her hate towards the demon. Every time his name, his filthy, lowlife, and disgusting face and his shit-eating grin came up to her mind, she was reminded of her biggest mistake she had ever made, trusting someone, or perhaps a demon. Everyone betrayed her. Her foster parents died and abandoned her, her "friends" back at the village did too, everyone did.

, she hates everything about Noche. She hates everything that he is and was or will be. She HATES his whole existence. That bastard took away everything she had, and she will return the favor..

But does she has the ability to do that?

"... What did I expect from a being who came down from hell.." She muttered. Denny stopped before falling to her knee. She was tired. She wanted to sleep, something she hadn't done for a while now.

She laid on the ground, and for some reason... She felt Alex disappeared.

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The werewolf fell into her deep slumber. It wasn't long after that a group of hunters coincidentally crossed path with her, they took notice of the sleeping werewolf.

"Hey, look! I found a gift from God." One hunter loaded his gun.

"Is it dead? If so, maybe we could cook it!" Another suggested.

"Heck no!! We need this thing, The President would surely let us live on the higher part of the city with this!"

The Wicked One divided his city to two parts. The first would be the city full of advanced technologies, like the uh the futuristic city you often see in movies yh. And the second was the old one, the one beneath the advanced Verosha. A place where The Wicked One put those who weren't worthy and capable to live by his newly remastered version of Verosha.

Hunters were a part of it, a profession The Wicked One no longer needed and no longer had use for them.

"Hold on!" Their leader halted. "She's alive, and we are not eating her, that's a mix werewolf."

"... I just suggested to eat a fellow human." Realization hit one member.

"Not fully a human, but hell yeah you just did!"

"... I recognize her, she is Laila's werewolf friend.. Bring her with us."

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"It seem there is more to Earth than meets the eye."