THE RIPPER

chapter 6

Eric rushed home in his truck , his thoughts were going wild in his head should he run and escape but then Elise face popped up every time and he couldn't make a decision.

After a while he finally arrived at his home, his anger close to the point of spilling as he headed up the stairs. His rampaging emotions caused his senses to heighten without his control allowing him to pick up certain sounds from his neighbour when he arrived infront of his door.

After a short moment of deliberation he turned around and kicked down the door. The scene that greeted his eyes was the last thing that caused Eric's rage to finally spill over, The prick was on top of Shantel who had bruises all over with his friends around as well with one even holding a camera.

Prick:"What the fuck don't you knock you arse!"

Prick's friend: " well answer him you damn wanker. "

At this point Eric's eyes began to glow and his claws were slowly released with a sound that resembled a blade drawn from it's sheet his fangs also popped out scaring the men.

Friend B: "wh...wh...what the fuck?"

Eric face morphed as well gain more hair and shifting to a more wolfish face, he began to move towards them when the prick got up,pulling a gun from God knows where and shot him straight in the chest.

Prick: " stay back you freak."

Unfortunately for the prick, Eric just  placed his fingers into his wound and took out the bullet causing all the men to cringe.

Eric then looked them dead in the eye......

Eric :I'm pissed

What ensued next was a massacre, the men stood no chance against Eric. The room obtained a new coat of paint, crimson red.  Shantel who was hiding in a corner was shocked and scared as she saw Eric stand up from one of the bodies, his face covered in blood and below him lay a mauled body totally unrecognisable.

Eric began to walk towards her, reverting back with each step.

Shantel: stay...stay back...stay back you werewolf!

Eric paused when he heard that, he wasn't surprised as it wasn't the first time he had been called a werewolf. He knew he already had similarities with the image associated with werewolves, after the experiments it became even more prominent. His abilities were too similar enhanced strength and speed ,animal like sense ,his claws which had blackened after the experiments as well as his greatest gift or curse ,his healing factor. Eric's healing factor had been enhanced by the experiments to the point it was practically impossible for him to die, to him this was his greatest curse because no matter how hard he wished he would never be able to join his family ever again.

People in general had next to no knowledge about demi-humans and were more than happy to label him with the next best thing..... werewolves.

Eric didn't bother he just went to his room and began packing.

Unknown to Eric his entire... massacre was seen by two people dressed in suits with shades who were monitoring him from the next building.

Agent 1: "sir the target has taken action "

???: "he might be spooked ."

Agent1: "do we go after him sir ?"

???: "stand down go after the woman and the child she was with that would ensure compliance."

Agent1:"it would be done by tomorrow sir ."

???: "....oh yes silence any surviving witnesses we don't want the local authorities getting involved."

Agent 1: "affirmative !"

After packing Eric just sat on his bed and spent the remainder of his day in his apartment contemplating what to do next ,he first thought of running like he had always done ,after all that is what kept him safe for so long. Suddenly Eric remembered Elise ,he didn't want to leave her sure he had known her for a short time only but he cared for her and Rose ,he didn't want to rum anymore because frankly he was tired . He was tired of always running he didn't want to run any more .

The next morning had arrived.

Eric had laid in bed deep asleep when the weak sun rays made it through the small openings and shone on his face alerting him, it was time to get up. Eric went along with his daily routine, when he was done he looked at his reflection and made up his mind .He couldn't run forever, no matter how hard he tried they would eventually find him once more . He had run for years and it was time to stop running ,he was a wolf for crying out loud it was time he stopped running , it was time for him to become the hunter.

Eric headed out but didn't see Shantel ,he didn't think much of it because with what happened the day before it wouldn't be shocking for her to head out town for a few days . He got in his truck unaware that his somewhat normal would come to an end today.