Silver {FIN}

{1} Sucker Punch

Yellow! GAmer in the house! I have thought about making another BxB because I do love gay people, but this one is different. Yes, there will be mythical creatures (only two...or more) and calm down! They don't take off their shirt or sparkle, they're the opposite of that. They will be blood, anger, guts, and shocking events that are shocking! Anyways, I hope you like this story and if you don't Werewolves or anything of that, you can check out my other story I'm Not Okay. No mythical creature, just drama and feelings flying like an airplane. Okay, I'll go and once again, I hope you like this story! ^_^  

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I flipped my pocket knife in and out as we quietly walked into the woods. I wanted to stab something. I wanted to make someone get hurt because of what they did to me. It's funny how they think their smarter then me when they don't know mutts is running around in the damn world. Yes. Mutts are running around the world, not the city and it's fucking pissing me off.

I frowned and gripped my pocket knife. The thing I hate most than bullies and idiots is mutts. They shouldn't be in this world. They should be in a cage where other freaks are. As I trying to think of something that doesn't piss me off easily, I heard a crack behind me. I turned and put my pocketknife in front of me, guarding my face. I wished I had my knives with me and aconite.

"Where are you, you mutt? Show yourself!" I screamed. The sound was birds chirping, dogs barking, and cars horning their honks. But no cracking sound. Then I heard another crack and a scream. I turned around and I was on the floor. I was going to stab the mutt when a familiar laugh.

"Chase! Fuck man, you scared me!" I screamed at a laughing Chase. I pushed him off me and got up, dusting off my jeans.

"You should've saw your face, man!" Chase screamed and was still laughing.

I rolled my eyes and tried to glare at him but I couldn't. I haven't seen Chase laugh or smile in a while since his brother was in college and he haven't gone to see him. Him and his brother are still close, but whenever Chase's brother doesn't text back, Chase would get scared thinking that the mutts caught his brother. I wished I had a brother or sister, but my dad told me that they would weight me down and I wouldn't be chosen to be the next Slayer of my family.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Your dad said you can't be in the woods because...y'know," Chase said as we walked more into the woods.

I shrugged and put my pocketknife in my back pocket. "He'll never know I go into the woods every day. Plus, those assholes pissed me off," I said. The thought of the bullies came into my mind and I wanted to punch them in the face and show them that I'm not the one to be messed with. 

Chase grabbed my neck with his arm and pulled me to his shoulder. "Don't worry, man. Don't let those assholes get to you. But if they do, show them a mean kick right in their stomach and balls."

I smiled and pushed him away from me. He smiled and conutied our way through the woods. We talked about our teachers, Chase's brother, my dad, and our skills. We don't talk about these things in school because people would look at us if we're nuts and my dad wants me to keep on the down low such as Chase. At first he wanted me to show people who I'm a son to, but his boss told him not to because those mutts would kill any Slayer they could get their filthy paws on.

"I was going to drop kick this guy in his face, but then I saw this girl with long brown hair and big brown eyes and I thought she was cute and I wanted to get her-" I stopped walking and looked around. Chase stopped walking and talking.

He turned around and raised an eyebrow. "What the hell, dude? I was going to tell you how I saved the girl and how the guy got a black eye! You should've-"

I shushed Chase and he shut up. I made hand signals whenever I heard or saw something and Chase would become focus no matter what. I took our my pocket knife and looked around. Chase followed, and when I didn't hear anything else, I chuckled and put my pocket knife away.

"I think your getting paranoid," Chase said and flashed me a smile.

I chuckled again. "Yeah, maybe. I keep hearing this, but-" I stopped when I saw two big dogs running towards. I grabbed Chase and we started running in the opposite direction. I heard trees snapping, growling, howling, and footsteps that was getting closer and closer. My legs were getting tired and my legs burned. Damn cigarettes. I pulled Chase behind a tree and hid behind it. Chase tried pulling me to run away but I shook my head.

"I need...to...catch...my...breath," I gasped between words. Chase looked at me with panic and nervous in his eyes. We were fucked. Chase and I stand still when we heard footsteps coming. I covered my mouth and so did Chase. They didn't help at all, but we didn't want to show those mutts that we weren't afraid of them. We can take them down. Then I saw it. We saw it. We saw both of it. His yellows eyes looked around with his teeth showing and growling whenever his ears picked  flicked. The fur he had was honey brown mixed with black and dark brown.

I could tell he was pissed and confused as to why someone would step in his terriorty, but of course I had to step here. I wanted to step here because of them. The other mutt had a darker color and the face was straight as fierce as the other mutt. He had black, white, and some grey in his fur and his eyes were white. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned my head slowly to look at Chase. His eyes were wide, his face was pale, and he gripped my shoulder.

I rasied and eyebrow and mouthed a "What?"

He pointed at something as I slowly went back to the mutts when I locked into one of them. I opened my mouth and screamed, "Run!" We dashed off again but this time they stopped us. I walked backwards and tried getting my pocket knife out. This was not good. This was not good! I usually not afraid of beating these mutts but not having all your weapons and your in a mutt's terroirty, you would be scared as fuck. They growled at us and the brown one pounced at Chase, landing on the ground.

"Chase!" I shouted. I had my pocket knife fully out and I was going to stab the dog when I was pounced on too. I struggled with the dog but then something snapped into its mind. The dog stared at me with confusion and something I couldn't put my finger on. Then I heard snapping and cracking sounds and I thought the dog was ripping Chase apart, but it was the opposite. The dog on top of me closed its eyes and sighed, hot air blowing on me.

The dog's face started to turn into a human-like face. The ears shrinked, its neck cracked and twitched, and the mouth turned into lips. I didn't feel paws holding me down anymore, but hands holding me down and some nails digging into my skin. I groaned and stared into brown eyes. Our faces were close, making me uncorformtable and a little frightened. The hands vainshed and the brown eyes looked away from me. I looked at Chase and I saw a naked guy on top of Chase and they were staring at each other. Then the guy punched Chase, knocking him out cold.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I yelled and the guy looked at me.

His eyes turned black and he showed his teeth, growling at me. Then I felt something hard on my cheek. My head hit the ground hard and I groaned. I tried to look at whoever punched me, but they did it again and again until I was knocked out cold like Chase. I felt the bittersweet in my mouth and I saw dots coming in and out. Before I let blackness take me, I stabbed the guy in his arm and he howled. Then I felt another blow and I was out cold.