No Matter What

Chapter 4

I tense, but refuse to rise to his bait. I quickly grab one of my dagger and hand it to Kyren. "Just in case." I murmer and hesitate for only a moment before removing my necklce and slippin it over his head "Wear this for me?" I ask "He'll probably try to crush it." Kyren nods slowly, as if trying to process what is happening.

I turn to the source of the noise and step away from Kyren. "To much of a coward to face me when you're visible?" I demand.

I hear a low growl as he materializes in front of me. "Happy now?"

"I'd be better if you didn't exist." I say with a smirk.

"Aw, too bad for you, little miss sunshine."

"I may have wanted to follow in my mother's footsteps," I begin, answering his earlier question, "If she hadn't been pushed from a cliff onto a landmaine!"

"Everyone has to die."

I'm starting to get angry now, "THey don't have to be murdered!"

His face contorts to a mask of rage. "I'm not a murderer!" he screams "And you can go to Hell!"

My fingers close around the hilt of my favorite dagger. "Make me." I challenge, pulling the dagger to plain view and assuming a defensive position.

He doesn't need to be told twice, his green eyes flash with anger, matching the rest of his face, as he runs at me; his chin length blond hair whipping backward.

Launching himself at me, he transforms, instantaneously becoming a cougar in midair.

I hold my dagger out, and he barely has time to throw his body weight away from me, landing as a human to my left.

"Foolish shifter." I chastise, "You were supposed to kill me there."

"Shut up! You annoying little werewolf!" He spits the last word, as though to even speak it is taboo.

"Birth defect1" I call back, beginning to enjoy myself slightly. "You're litterally half and half!"

"It's not my fault!" He screeches, running at me, arms outstretched.

I sidestep and decide to continue to anger him. "You know what your problem is? Self control. Don't you know when it's a good idea to attack?"

I have just enough time to thrust my dagger forward as he lunges for me and impales himself on it.

Staggering backwards, he coughs up blood and my weapon slips from my grasp, still embedded just below his ribcage.

He collapses and I kneel beside him. Blood bubbles at his lips as he moans in pain. It will be over soon. I want to whisper. But I can't. I can't forgive him.

"Six years." he rasps, "One lucky hit in six years." and he goes still.

SHakily, I take my dagger from his body, which disolves to air, along with the blood that was spilled on the grass. Soon, there is no longer any reminder that there was a gruesome death at this exact location.

I turn to Kyren, who comes to me, concern written on his face. He touches my arm, and I grit my teeth as seatring pain shoots up it and then fades to a burning sensation. I glance at it. The jerk must have clawed me when he was in cougar mode.

"Are you okay?" Kyren asks and I nod,

"I'm fine. Stupid shifter." I take my dagger back and hide it again, as Kyren slips my life charm necklace over my head. "Care to explain?" He demands.

I take a deep breath and launch into my explanation.

A/N: So what did you guys think? 

What is a shifter? Keep reading to find out, we get to hear the end of Kyanna's explanation in the next chapter.

Sorry if any of you consider 'Hell' a swear. I see it as a place, but I am fully aware that others see things differently than me, so I would just like to apologize.