Hunters: The Beginning

Chapter 2: Annalise

Chapter 2

Annalise's POV

Ever since that hunt with the werewolves, Aden had begun to act weird. She had became so absorbed in hunting that she spent every hour outside of school with my dad. He seemed to enjoy having her around. My guess is because she was so much more into the hunts than I was. Not like I didn't care for the hunt, but with Deni it was just more, how do you put it, intense.

On a recent hunt, I had to drag Deni off an already cold, dead body. She just continued stabbing the beast. It took me awhile to pull her off and even then she was so cold and distant.

My dad appraised her new found behavior. I didn't know whether he was going insane or he just was that delirious. He couldn't see what the hunts were doing to Deni. They had changed my best friend, and not for the best either.

"Deni! Anna! We got a live one in New Hampshire. Inhabitants say strange creatures have been lurking in their woods. Someone called in the animal control and said a little boy was mauled by a huge wolf looking creature," said my dad. He wasn't looking at me as he said this, of course. Deni had became his favorite child with in only a month. Annalise out, Deni in.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked my dad. He smiled and nodded at her.

What the hell was this? They had new best friend lingo that I was unaware of?

"I say we take the .9mm with the silver bullets. My stake is always on me so there is no doubt that it will come. Anna I need for you to get th--,"  I cut Deni off.

"What the hell are you talking about? You think this is another werewolf attack? Deni, I don't think you should go on this hunt. Not after what happened last time," I began calmly.

"You don't think I should go on this hunt? Who the hell died and made you my mother? Just because she's dead doesn't mean you can tell me what to do Annalise!" she snapped. She hardly ever snapped at me. I was taken aback.

"I-I'm s--," I stopped mid apology. "You know what Deni? I'm not sorry. Ever since that damn night you have been acting like a total deranged little bitch! Get over your fucking self! I understand your mom died, I'm sorry believe me I am, but you need to stop whatever the hell is going on with you! How about you talk to me when you're done acting like a fucking psychopath."

I stormed out of the living room and to my, or our, hotel room. I have had it with her incompetence. She acts like nothings wrong but a normal sane person could tell she was traumatized. Well that's not my problem anymore. I don't want to always be "Deni's friend". It's time I learned how to stand on my own without her.

I packed my bag and headed out of the room. As I was leaving, "She" entered. I found my dad sitting in the living room, his bag already packed and resting by the door. I grabbed an apple juice from the fridge and sat beside him.

"You know, Anna, you shouldn't be so hard on her. You have not experienced a loss like hers. Try to be a little more sympathetic," he said not looking from his bloody laptop.

"Excuse me? Try to be sympathetic? No offense dad, but I have tried my best to be there for her. I welcomed her in to our lifestyle with NO hesitation. I learned to share my space with her with NO hesitation. I listen to her bitch about every little thing with NO hesitation. And you're sitting here telling me to be more sympathetic?" I stood out of my seat and threw my bag over my shoulder. I began to walk to the door,"How about you say that to me when your favorite little protegee jumps off her fucking high horse? I'll be in the car."

I walked out to the car grumbling under my breath. How could he say that to me? Me of all people? His daughter, his only daughter might I add. I'm sure you think I am overreacting due to jealousy. I admit I am a tad bit jealous that my father seems to like her more, but that is not what has been fueling this anger.