Enemies of Comfort

The smell of fresh coffee wafted through the air, seeming to calm anyone that entered.

Even werewolves, such as myself, could find it easy to relax.

A place of neutrality.

A place void of the war between creatures.

Apparently, even a place where the slimiest scum dare to tread.

“May I have a medium coffee please? Black.”

He’s awfully attractive for an angel.

“Your name?”

“Uh, why do you need my name?”

He’s nervous.

Though I can’t say I blame him.

Every creature lurking in this little shop was eyeing him, anxiously awaiting an attack.

With the stealth of the mighty wolf inside me, I snuck out into the crowded streets.

If there was to be a fight, I would have nothing to do with it.

My senses went on high alert.

He’s behind me.

Only a few feet away.

Of all the creatures to choose, he chose me.

The library stood on the corner, sending out a beckoning call.

The little birdie continued to follow, nipping at my heels.

Turning, I grabbed his shirt, slamming him into the wall.

“What do you want, angel?”

His defenses went up as I bared my teeth, my eyes glowing the telltale yellow.

“Listen, I know angels and werewolves are supposed to execute each other and what not, but I’m not into that.

I’m just trying to live a semi normal life. I just want to go to the library. I am not up to anything, I promise.”

Angels can’t lie, but I find what he says to be far from the truth.

Reluctantly I released him, retracting my animal features.

“Ah man, I dropped my coffee.” Very gingerly he pushed up his glasses and stuck out his hand. “I’m Jareth.”

Scowling, I walked past him into the library.

“I don’t associate myself with angels.”

The stout woman at the front desk smiled.

“Good morning Savannah.”

“Morning Jess.”

“So your name is Savannah. Pretty.”

“Why are you following me?”

“I just moved here, I’m looking to make some friends.”

My eyes rolled to the heavens at his insinuation.

Wishing to get as far from the feathered being as possible, I jumped on top of a bookshelf.

“Savannah! Stop jumping on things!”

“Sorry, I’m just trying to get away from a pest.”

Suddenly the one known as Jareth appeared before me.

I forgot they could transport themselves.

Stupid.

I would lose this fight instantly.