Chapter 2: Galvanize

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My skin stretched. My hair grew. My body grew bigger. My bones expanded. The change was happening. My body felt as though it was on fire. I could feel the power surging through me. 'When did this feeling..

...get so exhilarating.'

I could sense everything around me, the sounds and scents were so overwhelming. I could soon feel my body start to cool down as the transformation came to an end.
"What do we have here?" An unfamiliar voice hissed. I whipped my head towards the direction of the voice. The scent was intoxicating, yet I feared it as well. Leather, gunpowder, and Jack Daniels.

Hunters...

"A little werewolf...all alone." The man cackled. I could sense another presence in the room yet I couldn't see it. They must be outside but close by. This was not gonna end well for any of us. Either I was gonna get shot, or I would kill them all.
"I ain't as little as you think." I spit back. I may be a female but I can take down a lot more than people think. 
"You don't look like too much of a challenge sweetheart. I could take you down with one bullet."  Mr. Dickbag said. I chuckled darkly. This is going to be great. My fluorescent eyes started to glow brighter, the white swirling with silver.
"I bet you think you could. But I ain't like anyone else out here." I spat with venom lacing every word.  His confident smirk slowly drifting away, turning into a shocked expression.

"See what you may not know is, I'm more than just a werewolf. I'm a killer, and I'd really enjoy killing both of you pieces of filth. To wipe your dirty stains off the earth would bring me nothing but pure ecstasy." I whisper out. My haunches raising as they both start to approach.

"Don't say I didn't warn you idiots." I say as my claws and fangs grow larger and my fur glows red. My eyes going completely dark, filling like pools of blood, with an island of black centered in the middle. Soon I'm engulfed in nothing but red, and just like that, the bodies of the hunters lay splattered everywhere. Leaving no tree untouched, their insides painted the trees like an autumn day. An eerie mist sucks itself back to me, inhaling I take in the scent of blood, and the essence of the hunter's souls. For now, I would be subsided but, I haven't felt a rush like this in so long. I wonder what else I could kill around here.

Staying in isolation for so long, I should've became one with my powers, honed them to a T, yet here I am only now discovering the true potential I possess. Maybe, I'd like to stay in the darkness a little longer, maybe, I'll find something worth dying for. For now, everyone else can perish for my pleasure, and if opposed, I will show nothing but malevolence. For that is what I am, right? That is what I was created to do, breed hatred through this world until I am no more.

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