If we were any different we'd be the same

Chapter 2

    "Seriously Dave! You get me 'help' and you don't even get another witch, that could, I don't know, help!" She yelled at Dave. "Hey just give me a chance!" Loup said raising his voice not quite to a yell. "What do you know about hunting an angry spirit?" She asked. "Not much but I'm a fast learner. I can learn from the best." He said clearly being a suck up. "A few words of advice for you cheek bones, complements won't get you far with me, don't slow me down, don't get me killed, and don't get yourself killed." She said placing her pointer finger on his chest and looking up at him angrily. "Yes ma'am." He said looking down at her.
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    "Okay well this was great." Dave said breaking the silence. "I'm going to go now because I don't have any supernatural powers and I don't want to get killed, so... Bye!" And in a matter of seconds Dave was out the door.

    Liza wanted to know the map of the house and maybe find some clues to who this angry spirit once was.

    "What's your last name?" Loup asked her. They were in the house alone wondering around.

"Excuse me?" Liza questioned.

"I told my last name, what's yours?" He asked.

"Proctor." She stated while squatting down to look at a mark on the floor.

"No way!" He said clearly very impressed and excited.

"What?" She asked so confused about why he was freaking out. At least her name didn't literally translate to werewolf in French.

"Elizabeth Proctor, she was accused and found guilty of being a witch during the witch trials. But she was let go because it was believed that God would not gift something as 'evil' as a witch with a baby and she was pregnant." He said.

"Yup, that's my great, great, great, great something or another." She said standing back up and heading to what looked to be a closet at the side of the room.

"That's amazing! Your family survived the witch trials, cool." He mumbled the last word to himself but Liza could hear and roled her eyes. "Wait a minute!" He said clearly starting to understand something.

"Oh, light bulb." Liza said looking toward him but he didn't seem to notice what she was saying.

"Liza? Does that stand for Elizabeth." He asked.

"Yeah, man nothing gets by you." She said her voice drenched in sarcasm.

    They finished looking around the house. Liza didn't find any clues but when you meet the spirit you always find one.

    They went to a room off of the living room that was empty. It was in the middle of the house, which made it home base. They set up their equipment. Well Liza set up her equipment. She took the bus over here but she glamoured everything so it looked like a normal bag. The dirty old bag was glamoured to look like a pink and black hockey bag. And the weapons inside looked like hockey equipment. Loup having never hunted a angry spirit before brought nothing.

    "French." Loup stated.

"Hm?" Liza asked to busy unloading the salt and riffles from her bag.

"I said French, you speak French." He said repeated what he had said as if Liza didn't hear him before. It wasn't that she hadn't heard him it's that she didn't care.

"Yeah why?" She asked loading the rifles now.

"Because you knew what Loup Garou meant." He said.

"Well anyone in the supernatural community should know what it means. Just like how you know what witch is in French right?" She said.

"Well yeah it's 'sorcière'." He said in a 'well duh' tone.

"Impressive pretty boy, I was kidding about people know what witch was in French." She said actually impressed.

"You think I'm pretty?" He sounding so flattered as he put his hands over his heart on his hard  chest, that Liza had felt earlier when she put her finger on his chest in rage.

"Shut up." She said.

    "You know how to shoot a gun?" She continued to him.

"Yeah." He said.

"Ever shot a rifle?" She said throwing him the long gun in which she is talking about.

"Yes again." He said.

"Good your going to need that then." She nodding towards the the gun he was holding.

"How's a gun going to stop an angry spirit." He asked her.

"Good question, I guess you're not all looks after all. You've got a brain too." She said and kind regretted her complement after she had said that. But after all she was a teenage girl too.

"It's not the gun that hurts the spirit it's what's in the gun, salt." She said.

"Salt?" He questioned.

"Yes salt!" She yelled loudly getting less patient with him.

"Okay salt!" He yelled.

"God, who taught you all this? Hope they had a better temper than you." He said. You'd expect that to make Liza turn red with anger, but it just put a light smile on her face.

"My mom." She breathed out quietly. It was obvious she loved her mom very much.

"Where is she now?" Loup asked very curiously. "She died five years ago, so did my dad." She said her smile fading.

"How did social services not take you away?" He asked.

"I was undocumented. I don't exist to the world. Elizabeth Proctor the second isn't a legal resident of anywhere. To the government she doesn't exists. To the government the name Proctor died back in the sixteen hundreds with Elizabeth Proctor the first. Her baby was said to have miscarried from all the stress of the trials. But us Proctor women are strong. She had a healthy baby girl. And the Proctor name continued." She now had a weak smile on her face from telling her story.

    "My parents died three years ago." Loup said. "My dad got lung cancer and my mother got breast cancer. They died 5 days apart. I'm also undocumented the government doesn't know about me. To them the Garou name never existed. None of our family has ever been documented incase someone died." He said.

"And how many people with the name Loup Garous have there been in your family?" Liza asked.

"Not as many as you'd think. I'm only third." Loup said turning to Liza while nodding his head. And Liza laughed a little. Maybe she could use someone who understood what she was going through.
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