A Hunter and A Werewolf Impossible

Chapter one

Dru’s POV

My cousin grabbed my wrist dragging me from the motel room as dad tossed me his keys. “Go now! we’ll find you!” he yelled shooting the Demon chasing us not killing it as my uncle started speaking in Latin sending it back to hell. “Daddy I love you.” I said hugging him he smiled. “all the guns are in the trunk. Everything you need is in there. We’ll see you soon. “Come on we have to go now.” Emery shouted at me I nodded getting in the passenger side. Emery is eighteen years old. And I’m only seventeen. How will we live on our own?

Three months later

“New motel new school.” I said as Emery paid for our room with a fake credit card. “yes which we need to get to.” He said handing me a key for our room. I nodded and got in the ’67 Camaro. We headed to the nearest school I stuck a knife in my boot silver. Emery smiled doing the same loading the gun sticking it in the back wait band of his pants at the same time I did. Both 45s.

We headed to the office. “We’d like to start going here.” I said. “I’ll sign any papers I’m her legal guardian.” Emery lied. I rolled my eyes. “like we’ll stick around long enough.” I joked. He elbowed me. as the lady smiled handing us some papers. “see you at lunch.” He said looking my timetable over. “Yhea yhea. I’ll try to not get into any trouble.” I said as he started filing the paper work with fake numbers and last names.

I walked into my first class and crossed my arms watching the teacher. She was yelling at one of the students telling him to sit in the hall. I waved my hand in front of my face. “What stink bomb went off in here?” I asked them. several kids laughed. “You gotta fart leave the room.” she said. then asked who I was. “Dru.” I told her sitting down in an empty seat. It was an all boys class. she turned around heading to her desk and I let out a loud belch she spun around glancing at her students. I pointed to the guy beside me and she rolled her eyes.

I walked up to my brother. “the kid that died last week went to this school.” I told him he choked on his pizza. “Were researching tonight.” He said I nodded as two guys in monkey suits headed for the office. Emery and I looked at each other. I saw them flash their badges. I looked at the numbers. “these guys are legit.”  I told Emery (I have photo graphic memory). His eyes widened. “Oh no.” he ran a hand through his hair. Me him and our dads are well. on the top ten most wanted list. I started thinking of what my dad would do. “Well let’s give them a show.” I said to emery. My smirk mirroring my fathers. He shook his head. “Let’s take a look at the bodies tonight. I get the files and you examine the corpse.” We high fived.  And continued our way to lunch which was half way over by now.

We showed up at our motel room. I saw the door. open and froze pulling out my gun Emery did the same. I pushed the door open with my gun. There were two familiar faced sitting on our beds drinking beer. “DADDY!” I shouted and jumped in his arms. He laughed trying not to spill his beer all over. Ryder held on to his son Emery as they hugged. “Em! We have to go.” I said pulling away from my father. “Oh stay inside!” I yelled at my dad. “Why?” he asked. “Real F.B.I. agents are working the case.” I told them. they made faces and nodded.

“shut up!” I whisper yelled to Em. He rolled his eyes as I picked the lock to the morgue. I smiled and walked in. I stopped him seeing a password encoded alarm. “I got this you go to the body. I’ll stay here and get this then copy the files.” He told me I nodded and walked around finding it. I opened the first door I saw and nearly gagged. Wrong body. This one was half decayed. Just found last night. I closed the door and opened the next one sighing I realized it was the right one. I checked the wounds. I ran my gloved fingers over the body feeling the burns. People don’t randomly burst into flame. Emery walked over to me and held up the flash drive. “Get a good look?” he asked me as I checked the EMF. “Yhea. just a simple salt and burn hopefully. I hate witches.” I said then heard feet shuffling. “Vent.” I whisper yelled. He nodded shutting me in an empty fridge thingy. I closed my eyes and listened carefully.

“Who is the deceased?” A husky voice asked. “A Pack member fighter. Alexander Griffin.” An older voice said. “His mate?” the first voice said. “Still kicking for their unborn baby.” The older voice said. one grunted. “do you smell that?” younger. “No. wait someone snuck in. not a pack member.” “No it’s the best I’ve ever smelt. It’s intoxicating.” The husky voice said sending shivers through me. I bit my lip as my cover was blown and a young man pulled me out smiling. “Dare?” he asked looking me in the eyes he froze whispering mine. “something like that. EM OUR COVERS BLOWN RUN FOR IT!” I yelled taking off. emery kicked the vent taking my hand and dragging me out the front door. “dad is going to kill us.” he grumbled tightening his grip. Rolling my eyes I followed him to the car.