Lucy stared into the darkness of the rainy night, her mouth still wet with the blood. "Not again," she thought, "I didn't want to do this again." "Why am I like this?" She asked out loud, though she knew she wasn't going to get an answer.She knew why she was like this, why every time she wanted to eat she was like this. Lucy had never wanted to be a murderer, but it was too late to change it now. She could never be what she used to be, which was a full human. She was forever cursed. With one bite, her world changed. She left her home to protect the one's she loved. Lucy ran out into the woods, hiding. Never went back, she couldn't. People have come looking for her, but never find her. Lucy has been a werewolf for 2 weeks, she was turned when she was 17, and is forever 17 now. Once a human is bit by a werewolf they are forever the age that they were bit.
Lucy stood up, hovering over the man she had just murdered. She closed her eyes; she didn't want to see the blood that was everywhere, or the blood that was on her. What Lucy wanted to do was go home, but she doesn't have a home now. Lucy looked at the rest of the village that she had just attacked, the rest of the pack she was in was still eating away at thier new prey. Lucy wiped the blood off her lips. She changed to her human form, walked over to a log and sat down.
"You going to finish that Lu?" Carity said in her half human half werewolf form gesturing to the man who Lucy had mudered, she was still licking her lips that were dripping in red, hot, and sticky liquid. Carity had finished off 3 humans in the time Lucy ate half of a man.
"Go ahead, I’m not hungry." Lucy said in a flat tone. She didn't like Carity very much, she thought she was to upfront. She thought she had no boundries.
"You know sooner or later you will have to face the fact that this is your life now, you’re no longer some pampered brat that lives in Chicago, and you’re a mutt who has no home." Carity snapped at Lucy then walked out of sight mumbling some choice words about her.
Lucy knew she had to face the facts, but she couldn't she just didn't want to, she loved Chicago and didn't want to forget about it.
"She is just mad that you got to have a little bit of a perfect life, none of us ever had that, and never will." Jeremy said as he walked over in his full human form and sat down beside Lucy on the log.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to upset her." Lucy said in a trembling voice, she knew that when Carity gets upset she gets in quite the mood.
Jeremy laughed and put a hand on Lucy’s shoulder: “Carity can get over herself, your apart of my pack now, you run with us.”
Belonging-Lucy was feeling the feeling of belonging for the first time in awhile. The last time she felt this way was when she still lived in Chicago, now she lives in the woods travelling from town to small village killing them off, for two weeks this has been Lucy's new life.
Lucy layed awake on the wet ground by the log, she was trying remembering the last week of her human life, but it was all beginning to blur. The memories were fading away. “Good.” Lucy thought, “I want it to fade away, I don’t want to remember that night in the woods.” But Lucy was already remembering it, even though it was all fuzzy in some parts.
She was in the woods with her 12 year old sister. It was nine o’clock and they wanted to catch fireflies. Her family was on vacation from the big city of Chicago. Everything went so fast in Chicago, but out in the country by a lake it went slow. Lucy remembered her sister running off to catch a big firefly that she saw. She yelled at her to come back, and her sister didn’t come back. There was the most dreadful scream Lucy had ever heard. She found her sister dead on the ground with a big wolf hovering over her. The wolf’s muzzle was drenched in the blood of her sister. Lucy tried to run away but there was another one behind her, then everything went blurry, but the last thing Lucy remembered feeling was teeth bearing into her flesh on her thigh.
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