"Target is on the move, Commander." The brunette heard over the com in her ear.
"Copy that General." Lexa replied quietly. She was standing on top of a roof of the small town. She was dressed in all black; from her shirt down to her boots. She had a sword strapped onto her back, a dagger on her tight, another in her boot, and a gun will with wolfsbane bullets secured on her waist. Her hair was tight in elaborate braids. She was watching the ground below her, eyes trained on the alley way.
"Target should be in sight any moment."
Lexa narrowed her eyes as she heard the sounds of crashing trash cans. She smirked as she finally saw her target. A large dark brown werewolf. Lexa had been tracking this mutt down for three days, ever since the first sighting of the blood crazed brut. Unfortunately, it wasn't rare nowadays for werewolves to enter what's known as Blood Rage. Werewolves can go up to two weeks without eating, three is pushing it. Ever since humanity had found out about this creatures, it became more and more difficult for them to find food. Because of that, more and more werewolves would show up on the radar in Blood Rages.
That's what Lexa was there for, though. She was a wolf hunter, and one of the deadliest by far. Ever since her family was slaughtered by one of these creatures, she had sworn to protect those who couldn't. She doesn't want what happened to her, to happened to anyone else. Now she was the Commander of the Trikru, one of the top were hunters.
"Target sighted." Lexa said before jumping over the side of the building, landing on the fire escape silently. She watched the beast stomp it's way through the alley. She could hear the large intakes of air as it got closer. Once it was a few feet past the spot she was in, she jumped the rest of the way down, landing on her feet. She whistled at the beast, making it stop. She watched it sniff the air once, before snarling and turning around to face her. She was able to get look at it now. It's face was drawn back into a snarl, showing it's teeth. She could see blood, both old and new, around it's muzzle, claws, and on it's body. It had probably just come from another killing.
"Her doggy doggy." Lexa said with a smirk, turning it. It reared up and growled loudly before charging at her. She darted to the side, making the beast slide past her. She turned and threw a dagger at it; the dagger imbedding into it's back. The beast howled in pain and charged at her again. She threw another, hitting it in the stomach. The beast just growled and kept running. Lexa ran towards it and at the last minute, summer salted over it. The werewolf reared up and took a swipe at her, knocking her leg a little. She grunted as she landed, feeling the sting of the were's claws. She glanced at it and saw it wasn't to deep. She looked back up just in time to see it swipe at her again. She moved out of the way, but was too slow. Lexa landed on her back on the ground. She could feel pain in her side and knew she was cut.
The beast roared at her again and started walking over, drool dripping from it's mouth. She pulled out her gun and aimed it at the beast when another roared ripped through the air. Both heads snapped towards the sound just as another werewolf, a light blonde colored one, slammed into the dark brown one. Lexa stared wide eyed as both weres started tearing into each other. What seemed like hours, was only minutes, before the brown one fell on the ground, breathing hard. Cuts all over it's body, blood oozing from the claw marks. Lexa watched the blonde start walking towards the brown one, snarling and baring it's teeth at it. The brown one looked up right as the blonde pounced, it's jaws enclosing around the brown's throat. There was a high pitched whine, a pleading beg, before the sound of crushing bone filled the alley The blonde wolf dropped the now lifeless one.
Lexa still had her gun trained on the wolves. She's never seen this before; two wolves fighting one another. Most wolves relied on one another to survive. So why were these two fighting one another? She watched the blonde wolf snap the other's neck with wide eyes. She gulped and watched the blonde sniff the air before it turned it's head to look at Lexa. Lexa stifled a gasp as she saw two clear blue eyes staring back at her. The wolf turned it's whole body towards Lexa and sniffed the air once again, not taking it's eyes off her. It took a step towards Lexa but froze when it heard the girl gasp. The wolf lowered its body, until it was on all fours, and lowered its head slightly.
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FanfictionWerewolves and hunters don't mix well. Unless one of them doesn't know that the other is a werewolf. OR Clexa werewolf/hunter au ["Hunter's Wolf" Series]