4. Stalker

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Seattle

Raven ran. Someone was stalking her. She was sure of it. She ran without thinking. She knew she would never be in any danger but she had learned never to let it come to that. She gritted her teeth and ran harder. Sudeenly a figure dropped down in front of her. The same person? No. This one was shorter. Spring-Heeled Jack grinned at her as he reached for her throat.

Raven grimaced. This was going to get messy. Her whole body was trembling. She cringed as a perculiar warm shiver went down her spinakl collumn.. She emmited a low growling sound before holwing at her attacker and exploding into the towering and furry frame of The Wolf.

Seven foot of terrifying lupine, Raven shrugged Jack off before flicking him into the wall at the far end of the dark alley. She tensed her muscled legs and prepared to jump, knowing she could bound around the rooftops as easily as Spring-Heeled Jack. She glanced at the wall, expecting to see him crumpled in the corner but the only evidence of her devestating blow was a Jack-shaped hole in the wall. She frowned, a odd look on the pitch-black wolf. She crouched, ready to leap but suddenly he was next to her; the first figure, the one she hadn't hit. Suddenly, Raven collapsed on the pavement, curled up in fright.

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