Belgrave University was supposed to be Rebecca's fresh start. It was supposed to be her chance to escape her controlling parents, her lying ex-boyfriend, her extremely eventful past. The promised fresh start turned quickly into a nightmare as she le...
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"Screw you Jack, we're not going on a werewolf hunt with you."
I angrily said, not bothering to turn back to glare daggers at the boy as Cassie and I walked towards our dorm room. Even though he apologized uncountable times, I was still extremely angry at the boy for letting me worry hours because of his well-being. Eventually I had to forgive the boy – that much was obvious – yet for the sake of both myself and my roommate I decided to prolong the process as long as possible. As soon as Jack saw us leave the college he ran towards us, informing us of the death of Amir and his plans to go searching for the beast we had seen couple of nights ago.
"Do you have a death wish or something?"
Cassie exclaimed, turning herself around and forcing myself to do the same. The boy had a bewildering look on his face as if he didn't understand the meaning of the question. She had asked the very same question that had went through my mind as well. It was obvious to me and to Cassie that Jack was actively seeking trouble, and he had no problem dragging the two of us along with him.
"Why don't you ask-" I was quickly cut off when my phone rang in my bag. It took me a minute to find it, and when I glanced at the caller I instantly let out a loud groan. "Fuck, I have to take this."
"Hi, mom." I greeted my mother, walking away from Jack and Cassie to speak with her privately. It didn't take a psychic to know she was only calling to make sure I wasn't up to my old tricks, and I knew well enough if I didn't answer, she would send out a search party for me.
"Hi, sweetheart." I rolled my eyes at her nickname; she had never – and I mean never – called me sweetheart. "Just wanted to know how you're doing in college and everything."
"Everything's fine, mom. Classes started a couple of days ago and I already have a ton load of work to do." I largely exaggerated just for the sake to make her believe I was solemnly focusing on my school and nothing else. I obviously couldn't tell her what was really going on; I could only hope news about the student's deaths hadn't reached her ears.
"I'm glad you're studying hard. Just remember what we talked about, Rebecca." She said, the usual harshness in her voice returning. So much for being 'sweetheart'.
"I know. I have to run to class now. Love you, bye."
I quickly said, hanging up without giving her a chance to say anything else. With a quick throw I placed the phone back to my bag, walking back to Jack and Cassie. The quietness and the glances between the two of them indicated exactly what I feared would happen – the boy had managed to convince Cassie, which meant she would now start to convince me. And knowing that girl, she wouldn't stop before she got what she wanted.
***
"Just so you know Jack, if I die, I'm going back to haunt the living hell out of you."
I joked, even though it didn't definitely feel like a joke. There was some truth in the sentence – obviously we had no idea what we were dealing with, and obviously, if we found the werewolf it could kill us without any hesitation. Jack was so invested on the 'hunt' that he didn't bother to even reply to me or Cassie, answering only with a simple yes or no or a nod.
"Do you even know where we're going?"
Cassie questioned – another question Jack didn't bother to answer. Instead he wandered around in the middle of the forest, making me question why the hell I had agreed to come with him. I blamed Cassie entirely for not taking 'no' for an answer and for letting herself getting convinced by Jack.
"This is one of your stupider ideas." We heard Jack mumble under his breath. When we caught up to him we saw a house in the distance – to be fair, the house looked like there was no one living in it and was haunted. Jack seemed to have the same thoughts as I did, looking doubtful. The doubt in our minds was quickly replaced by fear when we heard a twig snapping behind us as well as a loud growl.
The three of us ran towards the house as quickly as possible, seeing the same werewolf – or another one, I wasn't sure – running after us. As soon as we entered Jack banged the door closed right under the nose of the thing. I and Cassie took a second to catch our breaths; we couldn't do so for long when we noticed the same growl coming from upstairs. Looking up I was about to start cursing when the werewolf appeared, forcing the three of us to find shelter in the cellar, locking ourselves into a small room.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you if we get out of this alive!" Cassidy whispered, and if looks could kill the boy would be already dead and buried.
It was only then I noticed the room that we were in. With the candles it looked like an altar, only there wasn't anything to be worshipped. The only things visible were a couple of chests placed on top of a table. A bang forced us to move closer to the worshipped chest, and without warning it started rattling as if there was something inside, desperately wanting to be set free.
I instantly pulled Cassie away from the chest, the two of us settling near the corner while Jack – curious as he was – walked towards it. It was only when the thing opened I went over to Jack, desperately trying to pull him away from it; with a wave of his hand he dismissed my plea, looking closer inside. What happened next was something I would have never believed if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
Cassie and I could hardly breathe as we watched Jack transforming into a werewolf, unable and too frightened to help him in any way. I was sure I would die right there, in some random house without anyone finding my body. The only silver lining was that at least I wouldn't die alone.
After fully transforming into a werewolf – which sounds impossible, I know – he took off, not sparing not once glance at us. I and my roommate stood still for a minute or two – it could have been actually a lot longer, we weren't sure – when Cassie suddenly started screaming, forcing me out of my trance.
"Did you see that? Did you see that?" She frantically yelled and repeated the same question over and over again. To be honest, I desperately wanted to slap her to get her to shut up; at the same time, I could fully understand what she was feeling.
"Come on, we need to get the hell out of here before he comes back!" I commanded her, grabbing her and pulling her along with me. She didn't dare to move from the room, but eventually budged, the two of us running upstairs as fast as we could. Right as we were about to exit from the same door we had ran inside before, a guy I had never met before stood in front of it, blocking our way out of there. Dragging Cassie along with me I desperately searched for another route out of the house, but stopped when I heard Randall's voice behind me.
"Calm down, Rebecca." He said when we turned around. A girl had appeared next to him, the two of us staring as if we were crazy. The other guy – the same one who had stopped us from escaping – went to stand next to Randall, and now the three of them were standing like on the cover of an album.
"What the fuck is going on here, Randall?"
Cassie instantly demanded, not allowing me to say anything. I felt slightly calmer, seeing a familiar face standing there. Then again, Jack had just turned into a werewolf and if my hunch was correct, Randall was one as well. I couldn't say the same about the other two, though.
"This is Lilith and Hamish. And we are the Knights of Saint Christopher!" Randall happily exclaimed, Hamish and Lilith definitely not sharing his enthusiasm.
