Light filtered through the blue curtain and into my room as I woke up. I rolled over, and checked the clock. 5:31. Nice and early. In case you're wondering why I get up so early, it's because if I was late I would panic. And be late for school. And that would be TERRIBLE!
I tiptoed downstairs, watching each stair carefully. My family had just moved here, and I wasn't used to this house. I luckily made it downstairs without accident, but I'm usually pretty graceful anyway. Most of my family's stuff was still in boxes in the lounge-room, but yesterday we had gone out and bought food, so put bread in the toaster and waited. After a bit, the toaster went SHPONG, and I figured I could now safely rescue my toast. I got a plate, extracted the toast and spread a generic brand 100% Peanut Butter (crunchy) on it, then ate with relish.
[NOT WITH LITERAL RELISH! WITH PEANUT BUTTER!!
Geez, you readers are DUMB sometimes!]
After I had finished eating, I stood still and listened hard. Good. No-one was up.
I carefully went over to my secret hiding spot, and pulled out my sheathed katana.
You see, I'm not like other girls. And by that, I don't mean that I'm secretly special and destined destined to have xyz boyfriend or any of that sort of thing like in those stereotypical Wattpad books.
I'm not like other girls.
I'm Okami Hunter, werewolf assassin. Perfectly capable WITHOUT a boyfriend. I have sword.
Does that clear it up a bit?
YOU ARE READING
Assassin Omega
WerewolfOkami is a werewolf. Her sister, Kari, hosts a spirit from Middle Earth. This is already very weird, but it's about to get weirder. Trust me on this.
