THE WOLF HUNTRESS

The fight

The rain drizzled down on my hooded figure,which was standing on a rooftop watching two guys talk. It was a miserable night but I didn't take notice as my eyes were stuck to the figures below me.  I noticed they were about to leave, so I jumped of the building pulling my hood down and letting the rain cascade down on my hair.  I made myself looks as innocent and fragile as I could, then started walking towards them. There eyes snapped towards me but I quickly turned around.  I was used to this, knowing they would be infront of me in seconds flat. 

"where do you think your going?" said one as he grabbed my arm holding it tight so i wouldn't escape. 

"what's a pretty thing like you doing out here at night. There could be monsters in the shadows that can get you" said the other as he took in every inch of my body. Uch disgusting. 

"don't worry, I'm not afraid of the monsters, it's them who should be afraid of me" I replied calmly. They glanced at each before laughing.  That's it I really want to punch them in the face. I swung around breaking the arm of the guy that held me. He yelped in pain so I grabbed a knife effectively ending his pain. The sound of bones cracking and shifting filled my ears making me look up and see a large black Wolf instead of the man before. This would naturally make anyone else run screaming, but not me.  This was my job. I was a hunter.

He came running towards me with his canines bared. I jumped out of his way rolling on my back, grabbing my crossbow I aimed and fired.  The loud growl leaving his lips informed me that I had hit him. I shot him twice for good measure before running towards him. 

"don't you know who I am?" I whispered.  His eyes growing with fear once he recognised me.

"good" I said before finally ending his life.  I carved my mark onto the ground next to him so others would know that it was I who killed him.  To warn others that I would be soon coming for them too. My real name was Kenya.  But to them I was known as the Wolf huntress, the most feared and ruthless female hunter ever.  Every werewolf would shudder at my name, you probably didn't know that werewolves exist that they were myths. No, there real and it is my job to hunt the bad ones down, I track them everywhere hoping to find there ultimate alpha but I never get close enough before there gone so now I kill as many as I can.

I picked up my crossbow and my small knife before hiding in the night again. I used the shadows to help me get home. I lived in a small apartment but it had secret passageways where I could hide my weapons from view. I got out of my bloodied clothes and into the shower, I let the warm water cool my muscles helping them to relax. I looked down at all my previous scars and wounds from fights.  At first it was hard but after a while I became stronger, faster earning a reputation for myself.  I stepped out of the shower to grab myself a pair of black leggings and a white long top before climbing onto my bed and turning on the TV.

"It looks like the Wolf huntress has killed again. If anyone knows where this killer is than please help us before anyone else has to die" She was human she didn't understand that I got rid of a big threat to her world. I got the name Wolf huntress because I carve a Wolf next to all of my victims.   They will never find me as I practically live two lives. 

Kenya
A hard working student who loves books. Studying. And school
And...

The Wolf huntress
A hunter who kills in the night. A total badass and loves a good fight. 

I laughed at myself before turning of the TV and falling asleep.

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