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Ch. 4 Vance

         **** pic of Vance Scott****   

    now in reality, we were going to high-jack some car, make a run for it, escape the cops and head home. just kidding, i wish. nope, we are going to take a ride with Vance Scott. its a she by the way. Vance is a Vampire. and since its only midnight she is able to pick us up. let me describe the three of us to you:

(me) Bexie Walter: i'm a girl, age 15, i'm 5.3 so i'm tiny and frail but i am SO not frail, i tend to take the leader role, i also tend to be scary calm in close-death moments, highly tempered............oh and my hair is all the way down to my waist in natural chocolate brown waves with hazel eyes but my eyes have a forest green rim, i have a small pointy nose and am quite sassy let me tell you. and i'm a water werewolf-meaning i'm a werewolf with water powers.

Jack Mlinen: i mentioned my best friend already. we met in a back ally as kids and broke into a thrift shop so we got along great really.but no we dont date, my being a werewolf means i have a mate so i'll wait for him. back to jack: clearly a guy, he's a shadow dragon rider, so ya he has his own dragon, Mexican and Scottish(dont ask), tan skin and a really messy mop of sleek black hair slightly curled, 6.5( ya hes tall, a whole foot taller than me), very quiet and likes to observe, quick thinker and slow to anger.and get this; jack can shadow travel.

Vance Scott: a 16 year old girl, Vampire, we get along good besties really, strait blonde hair, big gray eyes, thick lash's, big-hearty laugh, loud, speaks before thinking, but knows how to fend for her own and ya thats it for now. wait, and shes 5.7.

i slipped in between the shadows and headed for the back ally 3 streets down. Jack would be waiting since he slipped ahead with his fancy little shadow travel trip. but ya i'm not going to walk the shadows like he does thank you, i'll keep my feet on solid ground. but than agai-

a bone-chilling scream echoed out from behind me.i crouched and hide within the shadow of a trashcan. 'it' screamed again, no....... Vance!! somebody had Vance!!!

"Bexie, i'm going after her. you stay here." Jacks voice came from the shadows and than he was gone. like hell i'm gonna staying put, if someone from my pack is being picked on by some group of jerks, guess who gonna die?? yep, the jerks.

a low growl slipped out my mouth as i shifted. but heres the thing, i'm 9'8 feet long and 7'1 feet tall. and built a bit like a bear but still a wolf, just a very big one. my cloths now hung of me in tattered shreds as i speed to the scream that rang out in the air. anger fueled my speed. jack would know where she was, i'll just follow his sent. pousing in the ally, i let my nose do all the work. ok, pine bush smoke.....dirt, oil......ah, there's the colone i'm looking for.trotting off i followed the clear trail that led though the winding streets of this almost deserted town. the trail became stronger and i speed up to a full sprint.

skidding around the corner i am met with a bloody brick wall.