Hunting Grounds

Prologue

This is my task one chance to prove myself one chance to get the closest thing to family I will ever know. I lay low in the scrub simply observing. I can hear and smell everything my senses so sharp and strong they could cut diamond. I can hear the river and smell the deer standing by it drinking. One thing pulls stronger than any of my senses. Bloodlust. One kill. One kill is all I must make to join the ranks and belong. I know that they too are behind me waiting and watching as I fulfil this task. Camps like this are easy hunting grounds as they provide silly hormone crazed teenagers running around freely with no clue about the threats they may face. So ignorant. So deliciously easy to catch.

My ears prick up as I hear doors slam shut. One of them is in a rage. I rise slightly so they are in view without compromising my chance of being unseen. A female with blonde hair storms in my direction; her face full of fury and her clothes caked in cream. Not far behind her two brunettes run out of the same building. "Randi" I hear the tallest brunette call out in my direction towards the blonde. The blonde continues to ignore. "Randi come back you know he didn't mean it" the shorter brunette calls out. I hear the blonde mumble to herself about hiding. The tall one sneaks around her before appearing in her face causing her to let out a little scream. This blonde one would be easy to attack. I could simply stalk up behind her and she wouldn't suspect a thing. Pity all her friends are here I could take out one maybe two without detection but three poses the challenge of silencing them all at once.

I don't take much care listening to the conversation rather familiarising myself with the smells these girls present. The tall brunette smells of wood and metal perhaps from the archery event held today. It was rather incredible how bad of a shot some of these kids really are. Stray arrows came for me more than once. The short brunette smells overwhelmingly of chemicals. The blonde simply smells like a desert.

"We know the dangers we face out here" The blonde says with a sigh in her voice. Oh if only she knew.

The sound of giggling makes my ears twitch alerting me to the fact of just how close these feeble girls are. Two or three bounds and they would be gone. If just one of them would leave.....

I watch on as the blonde and the two brunettes part ways with promises of facing dangers together. Not likely.

I follow the blonde as she walks on in an almost dazed state I can almost feel the anger radiating off of her skin. She sits down and starts removing bits of trees from her hair that she had picked up on the walk. I can hear quiet growls from behind me reminding me that there is a task to be done.

I press back on my haunches and feel the power in my muscles ready to release at a moments notice like a tightly pressed spring. I can hear the blood pulsing in her veins, her heart beating away its final moments.