I push hard down on the accelerator speeding down the motor way at 150km per hour, my radio full bull with jungle by x ambassadors playing and me shouting the lyrics at the top of my lung my voice wrestling with the volume of the radio.
I feel my foot lower even more going faster, I can feel my hair wanting to free itself from my bun.
I drive through the fall that was left on the roading creating a storm of leaves twirling around the back of my car. I feel my lips curl into a smile.
I think about what I am, the name monster wasn't fitting for me. I didn't deserve that, I'm saving everyone. Sometime I believe the real monsters are the human, that Dr.Pryce for example.
I am driving in the opposite direction that roman and I went, I wanted something new. I had enough cash to survive on so I had no worries, even if I did run out of cash I could compel myself a job.
I take in my surroundings, looking at every feature the earth was decorated with. The air even smelt fresher out here, probably cause it wasn't filled with bullshit. I look at everything I examine the forest until everything comes to a halt. My face floods with horror, my breaks scream as I stomp my foot to the floor.
I jump out of the car and can barely feel my body as I run towards the familiar body that laid there limp on the floor of the woods. "PETER" I scream running towards his naked body, exactly like when I saw him in my coma.
I throw myself to my knees kicking up dirt as I reach for his head, I gasp as I see the four deep gouges across his face.
I roll up my sleeve and close my eyes in panic, I shove my fingers deep into the wound in his face and chant a line.
I am instantly in Peters wolf form, he is running from something. It leaps at him and he rolls onto the ground being held underneath a much larger wolf. Its coat was white like it had been bathed in bleach, the only discoloured part was its snout that was soaked in that very familiar crimson that I so longed for.
I can feel the panic pumping through Peter veins as the creature lifts its paws to Peter forehead dragging across his face. it then pushes its snout down to Peter coat , letting its jaw stretch around Peters neck ripping out his jugular. he whimpers and the larger wolf sprints off as Peter laid there limp.
I came back to my consciousness and realised what I had to do, I bit palm and opened Peter mouth letting it drip down his throat. I close his mouth and hold my four fingers in the place of his wounds. I begin to chanting feeling the blood dripping from my nose and ears. Peter was gone and the only way I could bring him back was resurrection.
I could feel my words fading as it was becoming no use I can feel my self losing strength.i finally gave up and stopped. I looked down at Peter and my head dropped "I'm sorry" I say to him knowing he can hear me on the other side. I felt Peter gasp underneath my palm and I quickly lifted it releasing it must have worked.
"stella?" he questions and I felt my face lift "yes, yea" I say frantically "was I-" "dead?" I cut him off, he nodded and I nodded in return. I felt him heave his arms around my shoulders as I sat there awkwardly.
I never really saved someone directly like that. "thank you" he say pulling back. "no problem" I reply clearing my throat lifting myself from the ground.
I look at the wounds all over his body and his neck half hanging out "ok just lay still" I say puncturing the wound in my hand that all ready began to heal. I holding my bleeding hand over his body letting it pour over his wounds. I grab some dirt from the ground and throw it over him and then spit in my hands, I hover them over his body and close my eyes.
