They Bite

6

I woke up to the sound of fighting. I hear hissing, growling, snarling, weeps, et cetera. Somebody came. There was pounding on my door, then it opened. I was hoping for Ken, but it was the wolf that beat me up yesterday. My eyes widened, and I tried backing away, but he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me.

He screamed loudly as he pulled a miniature gun from his pocket. A small little pistol. “Hold your fire!” He shouted. “Everybody stop!”

Everybody listened, and they all turned their heads to both of us. I saw Ken and Kenny. I even see Marcus, but he had bullet proof armor on, and a gun with silver bullets. My eyes were filled with tears because of the pain. The wolf shoved me to my knees and pointed the pistol at my head. “Put your weapon down,” Marcus snapped, “you filthy mutt! Get that gun away from her!”

“You must be her brother,” the wolf man said, “you’re a handsome boy indeed.”

Marcus had fury and complete anger in his eyes. He was terrifying to look at. Ken looked at me, and I looked at him. His face was emotionless. Hiding every weakness he has.

The wolf man walked up to Ken and stood right in front of him. Ken was still emotionless.

“Why did you come back for her,” he asked.

“I am assigned as her protector,” he said, “and I’ll do everything in my power to help her.”

Confused looked went around the place by all the vampires. “Ken,” Kenny said, “what second voice in your head is speaking right now?”

    “The one that wants to speak their mind,” Ken said, “but I’ll save that for later.”

    “Haha,” the wolf man said. “There are no hidden secrets from me. I know your fear. I know your only weakness.”

    Ken smirked, then the wolf man came in and whispered into his ear, then Ken’s smirk was gone and he stood there with a shocked expression, then Ken looked at him. “How do you know,” he snapped. “I never told anyone.”

    The wolf man asked. “You walked around with no shirt on because it would run your tattoo. You think you’re the only one out of us all that can speak Greek?”

    “B-but that’s…” Ken was stuck on his own words.

    “Why do you think we grabbed her,” the wolf man asked with a smirk.

    The wolf man turned and pointed his gun at me again. He pulled the trigger, and I got hit right in my side.

    I gripped my side as hard as I could. I let out a loud weep and a lot of painful tear.

    “Resistance,” Ken yelled as loud as he could.

    He grabbed the head of the wolf man and twisted it, to where it snapped it and the man was dead. There was too much happening for me to take. I fell flat on my side and lied there almost motionless.