Five Minutes

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Night of March 14th, 2013

As I sat there waiting for him, each second seemed to drag on. And the longer I waited the worse of an idea this seemed.

3 minutes.

5 minutes.

8 minutes.

Where the hell is he?! But, on second thought, do I really wanna know where he is? If he doesn't show up I think I would be fine with that.

If only I was so fortunate...

I looked towards the end of the alley and there he stood. His body faded into the night and the only distinguishing feature was the lighted end of the cigarette he was smoking.

"I said 5 minutes. Not 9."

"I agreed to meet you about my being a werewolf-"

"SHHHHH!" I said hurriedly.

"Wow, you really are uptight." He smiled.

I noticed something new about him: He has muscles. Big ones. Now it seemed possible that he is my werewolf.

He gave me a sickly sweet smile and then before I knew what was happening, he had me shoved against a building.

"I am not YOUR werewolf!" He yelled, "I'm not any bodies pet! And you would do perfectly well to always remember that!" He screamed.

And now he's a mind reader?! I wonder what else he's heard me thinking? This could be very bad.

He continued, "Especially," his nails elongated into sharp dagger like claws, "When I can kill you."

Before he can threaten me any more I use my own nails to slice open his arm. He screeches in pain and let's me go.

Now I'm prepared for battle, but he is to. His chest is rising and falling rapidly, his eyes are consumed by blackness.

"You really shouldn't have done that." He says in a deep, strangled voice.

I knew a fight was going to take place but unlike these werewolves, we vampires prefer discretion. So I started climbing up the building until I was on the roof. I take a second to prepare and then I look over to see if Ryder can, or will, follow me. A huge black creature comes leaping up over the side of the building. It lands behind me and its just as ugly as I remember. Huge and freakishly skinny, black fur and deep black eyes that are all consuming. But how could one forget to talk about its ginormous snapping jaw and its sharp pointed teeth! Well, they're there! Ready to kill me!

"Not here." I tell the Ryder werewolf and then turn and jump across the roofs.

'No matter where we fight you will die.' That same deep voice says in my mind.

"Well what would Johanna do if her fiancée died?" I shout behind me. Never once taking my eyes off the path ahead.

'She'll get over you. After all, you killed her boyfriend that night in the woods in Pennsylvania. She got over him and she'll get over you too.'

And now I was shocked, I didn't now I had killed her boyfriend! I didn't even know she had had a boyfriend at the time! My complete shock makes me trip and I fall between buildings. I recover quickly and keep running, stopping for just a second could cause my death. I look behind me but Ryder is no where to be seen. I keep running anyway until I am inside the woods, that way no innocent bystanders would be hurt.

'Your in my territory now.' The deep growl is back.

I turn right. He's not there.

I turn left. Not there either.

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