Being small for an 17 year old has its benefits. I can hide in cabinets and under beds. Though, despite what your thinking, I'm not playing hide and seek. I'm small from malnourishment and starvation. I'm hiding because of abuse. I'm (Y/N), an 17 year old, abused and beaten, werewolf. Daughter of Jasmine and Mickale Burtiman, the most famous hunters in the world. No, they don't hunt things like deer and rabbits, they hunt vampires, werewolves, demons, killers, and probably the most famous, Slenderman. They've been hunting since they where 10. And I just so happen to be their daughter. An disgusting, drooling, fleabag of an daughter. An werewolf born into an family of hunters. Hell, I even have two different colored eyes. Ones (e/c), and the other is (f/c). I plan on escaping tonight. As soon as I get out of this cabinet, and my parents are asleep, I'm going attack, silently killing both.
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Listening closely, I don't hear anymore movement. I can finally make my mark. I will kill the worlds famous hunters and secret abusers... I quietly and efficiently creep into their room and over to their bed. Firs goes mommy~! Opening my large jaws rimmed with needle sharp teeth, I clamp down on moms neck. Eyes wide and mouth agape in a silent scream, I can see the death crawl into her eyes, glazing them over in a filmy gray gloss of death. Mmmh~ her blood is soooo sweet. Huuhh, if only I had more time to enjoy it. Dad will catch the cent of blood soon. Can't have that. I wonder if he tastes good to~. Creeping over to his side, I repeat the same process, only this time, I rip a chunk off, slowly chewing it and swallowing. Mmmh, blood tastes absolutely divine. Maybe I can have my first proper meal in a week. I slowly start to rip and tear the corpse of my now dead father apart, eating each piece until there is only the mangled and bloody unrecognizable remains of a human being. Momma will be enough to fulfill my hunger. I start to do the same to her, except faster and messier. Now time to make my great escape.
^=•=^ 45 minutes into the future ^=•=^
Making my way through the woods, I smell something oddly familiar. Blood. Nothing odd about that at all actually. I mean, I did just eat two people. I turn into a wolf and hide in a bush. Lo and behold, the very man that my parents were hunting appears before my very eyes. I slowly walk out and transform back into a human in front of him. "Hello, your Slenderman, right? Cool, I'm (Y/N), I understand you provide shelter for those who obey your orders and I would much appreciate it if I may stay with you. You see, I just killed and ate my abusive parents. You may have heard of them. Jasmine and Mickale Burtiman? Yeah, their dead. So, waddya say? Can I live within your mansion with the acception of me following your every command?" For a second he stands there, silent, as I fear that I may have said something wrong or acted out too boldly. Then he replies. "You may. But, if you refuse or show to be useless, I shall have to dispose of you." "Yes sir!" I exclaim, saluting him. He responds with a chuckle and an 'follow' motion with his hand.
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Okay, short first chapter and an annoying feeling that no ones gonna read this crap. Yay. Note the sarcasm. ~Tiffanygamerwolf
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Woof (Ticci Toby x Abused!Werewolf!Reader)
WerewolfBeing an werewolf isn't easy, especially when your mother and father are hunters of the supernatural. I'm constantly abused and beaten. Its not fun at all. That is, until I met a boy named Toby after killing my family and being taken in by Slenderma...
