Black Hunter (Teen Wolf)

Phone Call

The line on the other end went dead. My caller end the phone call. I gasped loudly for air, the words from just a moment ago echoing in my head. I was in the garden in the back of the house just walking. I reached the middle of the garden when my phone rang. I checked the ID and it was my father. I didn't got to say hi when the sound of he's voice flowed trough the speaker.

'Rosalie, your sister Kate is dead. She was killed yesterday in a hunt by a rogue Alpha. The funeral is in two days in Beacon Hills.' The line went dead. He's voice was sharp and cold, just as I remember It to be. At least when he's talking to me.        

Another gasp wrench my body. I sat dawn on the grass before my legs gave out. I was shaking and the third gasp half sounded like sob. I couldn't breath. It's like my lung reduced, I felt a pressure  in my chest and It felt like I wasn't getting enough oxygen. I looked up to a full moon with eyes full of tears. The moon was blurry to me, I blinked couple of times and tears slid down my cheeks before they fell from my chin. The moon was clearer to me and I used my wolf abilities to get some strength from the moon. It doesn't affect me like werewolfs , I don't loose control at full moon, if anything i get more. The moons power helped me breathe, and my desperate gasps turned to silent sobs. I don't know how long I stayed there, but I got up only after there was no more tears for me to cry out. I entered the house and other hunters looked at me with concern. I grew to love them as family and the other way around. I'm sure they heard of my sisters death because no one asked me why my eyes are red and puffy. Although till the time I climbed the stairs and reached the doors to my room they were back to normal. Wolf healing. I threw myself on my bed and fell asleep exhausted from the training and then the news. I haven't seen my family in 12 years. Since my father send me to my cousins when I was 7. But I kept in touch with Kate and Cris. We talked every day. Chris told me about my niece, Allison, she was 5 when I left and I rarely got to see her so she knows about me only from stories Cris told her. I fell asleep with thoughts of seeing my family again.

The plane landed and I got out, picking up my luggage i got out of the airport and saw my brother next to a black car. When he saw me he started walking towards me. He wrapped me in a tight hug and I almost started crying again. We got in a car and all the way to the Argent house he told me about Allison, he's wife Victoria and the state the Beacon Hills was in. When we got to the house Alison ran out and hugged me. She was two inches lower then me and had a wavy dark brown hair with chocolate brown eyes. I hugged her back and smiled for seeing my niece again. There was a 2 age difference so I think we'll get along just fine. 

 'I'm really glad to see you aunt Rosalie.' I smiled.' Just Rose, I'm only 2 years older.' She smiled and nodded. Next was Victoria who gave me a tight hug. Over her shoulder I saw Gerard standing in the doorway giving me a small nod. I sent him a tight smile. Chris ushered us inside and we all sat in the living room, except Gerard, and they gave me a detailed report of everything that happened.

When the night came we had a dinner like a family, even a Gerard was, well not pleasant but if anything else at least he kept quiet. After dinner Alison showed me my room which was across from hers. I fell asleep content that night. My sisters death felt easier when I had a family to share it with. Don't get me wrong I really love my family in France, but they didn't know Kate. Maybe, just maybe this time I get to stay with my family.

OK a little question, after the funeral and all I'll make kanima start attacking. But I don't really remember the order that the victim's went so If someone could suggest a first victim. It can and doesn't have to be from the series, just write down a name in the comments with a little description like the age, hair color maybe, definitely a profession and a place of attack. The person who's character I take will get the next chapter dedicated to her or him.