The Light of the Moon

Chapter 3- New Terms

I woke up seeing pure darkness. I groaned and looked around, blinking my eyes to get adjusted to the light. I saw a figure in the darkness, but thought it was some boxes. I went to go rub my eyes, but found my arms tied to something. I moved my hands around and felt hopeless. I let out a piercing scream in the pitch black place I'd been dragged into. 

"Where are we? Who are you?", I asked breathing heavily. I rose up in my chair. 

"I'm Alek Cross. And you are?", I demanded the shadow behind me.

 Its voice was feminine and sounded way too familiar. "Allison Argent. Hey aren't you that girl that Lydia introduced me to?", She asked me. At least one person remembers me already. 

"I am. Have any clue why we're here?", I replied while struggling against the ropes around my wrists. I also found out they were wrapped around our feet and the knots looked impossible to unravel.

"We're werewolf hunters, didn't you known that? This is training." She said in a "duh" kinda tone. The lights all flicked on, causing a man I've never seen before and my mother to become visible to us. 

"Hi Dad, hello whoever you are", Allison greeted them. I whispered to her explaining that was my mom and she apologized under her breath.

"Hello dearies. Allison was right, Alek. You're now an official Werewolf hunter. Don't fail us or you'll become one of them", He smiled. 

He went over a few rules with us on how to escape. I really didn't want to become one of these so called "Werewolf hunters" and I was flat out surprised that my own mother was one of them. I knew about Scott and I didn't want to kill him. My mom and I will have a long talk when we get home and I can guarantee that!

The more experienced hunters (my mom and Allison's dad) left, leaving us to get out ourselves. We had a certain amount of time because a wolf pack would be in at a shorter and precise moment if this was a real capture and mission.

Allison looked around for something sharp. I on the other hand had some really high heels on. I slid them off and kicked them over for Allison to retrieve. After a few failed attempts, she got it. She soon sawed her way through her ropes and untied her feet. She helped me out also, and I have to admit, we were pretty impressive.

A crazy madman looking guy came up behind me. He looked tough, but that wouldn't stop me. Quickly without thinking, I gave him an uppercut to his face and tried to knock him over. I did some other move that I saw in a movie once. It was totally worth it. I pushed him down after giving a swift kick in the balls and placed my foot over him, giving a grin to Allison.

"Wait….Stiles couldn't know about this", I thought to myself. "Or anything about my werewolf hunter training and I could never risk it. Damn, why did I like him so much."

I feel as if I can tell him anything. Except this. 

"Anything wrong?, questioned Allison, "you look a bit… well upset." 

"I'm fine."

"No really what's wrong!"

"I'm just thinking, that's all. Not one thing wrong about that."

"Ok well just let me know if you need advice. You can tell this girl anything."

 I kicked the ground, playing with the unconscious body laying before me. You know, the one I kicked in the nuts.

"So did we win?", I squealed. Allison was standing there with her jaw wide open. 

"What's wrong never seen a girl fight like this?", I smiled, flipping my hair and I started off deeper in the woods. 

"Hold up where did you learn those moves?!!!?

  I shrugged, assuring her that the moves were just from a movie. 

She groaned and of course wanted to see the awesome movie that I was talking about. 

"Fine you can see the movie with me", I told her.

"Do you wanna come over my place tonight and watch it with me?"

"Ok!", she said with an excited tone without any hesitation or doubts that her parents wouldn't let her or anything that could possibly get in the way of our movie night.

"Let's head out, our parents are probably going crazy!", I exclaimed.

"MOVIE NIGHT HERE WE COME!", we said surprisingly in  unison.

I really had no clue what had come over me, thinking about Stiles.  I just had the urge to protect him. If he let out a cry I  would rip someone's head off.