ᶰᵒᶤʳ ᶜᶤᵗʸ, ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍ

CHAPTER TEN.

Steel stared at his computer endlessly, watching LGBT Buzzfeed, his expression blank. He hoped for advice, all he wanted was advice. He wanted to know how to be less clingy. He just wanted to impress Jake.

That's all he ever wanted.

He glanced at his sisters room, hearing her voice. She was obviously skyping Kate. He could hear their voices, even a little of Jakes. He closed his door, going back to the computer desk. Steel sighed sorrowfully. Letting his hair fall onto his forehead. He leaned against the chair, glancing out the window. He spotted something, gleaming yellow eyes. He stumbled off the chair. The boy walked over the window, looking down at it. He spotted something creeping around in their garbage. It almost looked like a wolf from this stand-point. He opened the window. The beast turned around, glaring at the child for a second. Steel looked down, it had clothing, and was standing on two feet. Than he realized what it was.

It was a werewolf.

A fucking.

Werewolf.

He almost screamed in fear before grabbing the nearest weapon to him, which was a small stick from the yard with flowers growing on it. The werewolf grunted. He looked at its clothing, finding it somewhat familiar. It looked like something Brendan would wear. It was a small werewolf, about Brendan's height, it almost even looked like the boy.

Wait a second.

Did this mean Brendan was a werewolf? He opened his closet, putting on his sneakers. He sprinted down the stairs, grabbing a frying pan from the kitchen and opening the door. He walked fearfully towards the beast. It turned around the face him, its tail waved behind him effortlessly. The beast bared its fangs, slowly padding over. He stared in fear, almost trembling at its presence. The werewolf sniffed him for a moment, narrowing its eyes. It let out a sharp bark of alarm and turned around, sprinting off in pure panic. Steel stared quietly. Thoughts dashing across his mind. He walked back inside, putting the frying pan on the counter. He stormed up the stairs, slamming open his sisters door.

''I think Brendan is a werewolf.''

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Ryan watched the Devil organize papers, his brown-red eyes narrowing slowly. The lord of hell glanced at him, grunting loudly. ''You kept slurring up the words. She is suspects something of us now.'' He spat coldly, his pupils narrowing in pure rage. The lower-ranked demon sighed, swinging his legs off the table. ''I'm sorry. I'm not used to lying to mortals about being a demon. Or encountering many mortals...not after..'' The demon trailed off in sorrow, his eyes glittering in pain. The Devil sighed, standing up and patting his shoulder. ''I'm sorry William couldn't be saved. The ShadowSeekers just were too much for him.'' He muttered in sympathy. Ryan looked up at him, hopping off the desk. ''I know, I know.'' He walked to the door. ''Well I'm going to go back to the caves. Check out the zodiac again.'' He waved goodbye to the lord of hell. Walking out of the classroom. He strolled down the hall, his hands shoved in his pockets.

He swore to get revenge on those ShadowSeekers.

He opened the doors to the school, walking off to his small Jeep. He opened the door and slammed it shut, twisting the keys and starting the car. Driving it out of the campus. He kept humming to himself. Trying to get William off his mind. He sped down the road, the eyes of the cars gleaming into his. He found himself a few hours from the site. Looking over at his radio, turning it on to hear 'Hanging Tree'. He turned it off automatically.

A few hours later, he arrived at the site, parking his Jeep at the side of the cave. He glanced around, all the others had left. He creeped into the cave, looking around. He grabbed a flashlight. Ryan whistled to himself, his flashlight hitting the zodiac. The lower-ranked demon strolled over, running his fingers across it. Looking at the translated words at the bottom.