The supernatural hunters

Run the world

Some of them men think they freak this
Like we do, but no they don't
Make your check, come at they neck
Disrespect us, no they won't
Boy, don't even try to touch this
Boy, this beat is crazy
This is how they made me
Houston, Texas, baby

This goes out to all my girls
That's in the club rocking the latest
Who will buy it for themselves and get more money later
I think I need a barber
None of these niggas can fade me
I'm so good with this, I remind you, I'm so hood with this
Boy, I'm just playing, come here, baby
Hope you still like me, F U Pay me

"Welcome to your new home, the fosters," Marcus said opening my side of the limousine ushering all of us out, I jumped out full of excitement.

Looking around with amazement I took in the house.

The house was made with old oak wood and had a second level with many balconies.

Turning the noob on the front door I pushed it open looking around in awe our house was build around a tree everything inside was wood it was just incredible!

" oh Marcus I'm sorry would you like a tip?" I took note that he had invited himself into my house.

" umm Taylor I live here," he chuckled bowing.

" I'm sorry what?" I asked not understanding.

"Arc didn't tell you? 20 people live here Taylor  not including yourself," he said laying across the purple sofa not looking fazed by what he just said.

" I'm not even going to ask, please just show me to where I'll be sleeping," I said yawning once again.

" sure your highness," he said bowing in front of me and taking me up the wooden stairs.

" we have a lot to talk about when you wake," he said pointing to a door.

" we certainly do," I more whispered to myself shaking my head.

The first thing I saw once I entered the room was a bed and that's all I remember seeing.
Slipping off my shoes I climb under the covers I began to replay everything that's happened in these last three short weeks.
- James was stabbed.
- my parents died.
- James is a werewolf
-Brad wants to be a hunter.
- and I am officially a hunter trainer.

Wow I thought as my eyes began to close.

"Taylor, run" My 12 year old twin brother James screamed at me as it chased us.
This is our first mission as trained hunters and I'm so so scared.
Tripping over a tree root I face planted into the dense forest ground.
I could feel it's breath on the back of my neck as it stood over my fragile body, my mind leaped into action as I grabbed my silver knife out of my boot I quickly turned around stabbing it in what I thought was the heart. James began to cry from a distance.
Blood splattered all over me as the rouge wolf fell limp on top of me, holding his body as high as I could I managed to shimmy out of there.
Running over to the motionless figure who I know as James,he had broken his leg I cried out in pain from the hurt of my brother wishing it would heal.
Looking back on the leg I noticed it was completely healed.

" how?" I questioned to the empty forest

" how is this possible!' I screamed getting even more frustrated as I held my limp brother in my arms.

Sitting up in bed beads of sweat running down my face.
I began to whisper "how" I didn't remember any of this.

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