Saving Allison

Chapter 12: Talking To The Hunters

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This chapter sounds like it's going to be interesting lol.

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Allison

I winced in pain as I went to put the shirt on the line.

I slowly lifted up the shirt I was wearing and saw the belt marks clear as day.

I'm just glad Gideon isn't coming up until later tonight.

Shaking that horrible though off, I did my best and clipped the shirt on the line.

But something stopped me when I went to pick a pair of jeans.

I looked closer and saw two red eyes watching me.

I gulped and turned to face whatever was walking around my house.

The creature was slowly stalking towards me when it was fully in my back yard.

'Oh shit. I'm gonna die.' I thought to myself.

Seriously. What is with all the wolves in my yard?

But this one was different.

The other three wolves had normal soft eyes, but this one. This one had beat red eyes that were drinking in my every move.

"Nice wolf." I said backing away slowly. "You don't want to eat me. I probably don't taste good."

The giant wolf growled and started to sprint towards me.

I screamed and ran for the woods.

I would have ran to the house, but the wolf was kinda in between me and my house. And I really didn't feel like running towards the monster.

I ran as fast as I could.

The belt marks were lost in thought as I tried to run away from the killing machine that is behind me.

I spotted a big tree and I hid behind it.

I heard another growl and I screamed again.

But the growling soon stopped after I heard a gunshot.

I jumped in fear when I heard a low whimper and then nothing at all.

I waited a couple seconds before I turned and looked around the tree.

There on the ground was the giant wolf that tried to kill me.

I watched in horror as blood poured out of its forehead was the bullet went through.

Whoever did this had excellent shot. I mean to get that good of a shot while it was running? Nicely done.

But still. I could have probably lived a lot longer without that image in my head.

I watched in confusion as the wolf was slowly starting to turn.

Right as it was about to turn into something else, I felt myself being spun around.

I screamed again as I was staring down the barrel of a gun.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asked as he kept the gun in front of my face.

"I-I'm." I stuttered trying to find words.

"Well?" He asked yelling.

"Please don't shoot me." I cried as I fell on the ground.