Wreak Havoc (Teen Wolf Fanfiction)

A Mop Of Ginger

Elizabeth and Marion had without too many questions withdrawn to their rooms to rest. Havoc too needed to have her head cleared of thoughts for the ritual. She had the most connection to Seth, which meant she had to be a part of said ritual. Being unfocused and having her head and body filled with emotions and unnecessary thoughts could have been one of the reasons for her previous attempt at a spell backfiring so she wanted to avoid that at all costs. Because of this she decided the easiest way to clear her head would be to go for a hunt and try to suppress the small bit of humanity that had bubbled up while spending time in an at least partially human school.

Havoc pushed her fingers gently through her hair, spinning and braiding her hair as she went. When she had her hair put in a thick braid she tied it in place and threw her hair over her shoulder. It bounced gently against her back. She pulled the thigh high heels she had on higher up and tightened them, before deciding she was ready for the hunt and left her mansion. She abandoned all thoughts she had of not wanting to hurt humans. Because she did. She did want to hurt people.

She walked among the trees, creeping closer to the town, but hoped she'd find a camper or someone hiking in the night moonlight so she wouldn't actually have to walk the streets. She stretched her arms out, listening for sounds. A few birds, a rabbit. Nothing bigger than a rabbit. That is, until she heard a phone ringing somewhere in the distance followed by a man's voice.

Havoc started running towards the sound, dodging trees and balancing on her heels as she moved. Her braid bumped against her back, and her quiet quick movements didn't disturb the previous peace of the woods more than the man on the phone had been. She could finally see the source of the sound. It was a tent. A camper, on his phone with someone. Havoc could hear his heartbeat and she couldn't wait to tear his body apart to let the blood stain the fabric of the tent red. The vampire whistled a bit to draw attention to her, which it did.

"Someone out there?" The man called. Havoc didn't answer, just waited leaning against a nearby tree. Soon enough the man told whoever it was on the phone, another male as Havoc could detect with her better than average hearing, that he'd have to hang up. She heard the clicking sound that indicated that he had done just that, and then he zipped up the entrance of the tent.

Havoc could get a good look at him now out in the moonlight, and he was quite a bit younger than she had expected him to be. He had deep set eyes, blue maybe, and his orange curls of hair looked very similar to an overused mop. He wasn't too ugly, but he wasn't really attractive either.

"Hello" Havoc grinned sheepishly.

"Hi, uhm are you lost?" He asked with an unsure voice.

"No, I'm here to slit your throat and drink your blood" Havoc retorted taking a step towards the man. The man responded by taking a step backwards.

"I'm a vampire you see." She grinned at him, her eyes shining a sudden bright red color and her skin turning a sickly grey shade. "And I'm here to kill you"