Trevor's P.O.V:

I practice my archery skills on the targets outside on the large green field. I hit another bullseye, right in the middle of the circular target. I have all my studies for today done so why not take a break of studying when I can train and learn more, so when I can use my skills I can destroy and murder any werewolf I see in sight. Too bad no one in this entire damn facility is gonna allow me to take on a werewolf on my own. Which is complete bullshit as I already know as a well damn fact I am MORE than ready to tackle a werewolf down and  skin it apart for my wall. But no, here I am with some weak ass Hunters that won't ever allow to me do one mission for a werewolf alone.

"It's too dangerous!"

"But your just a kid!"

"You can die! Or even worse become a werewolf yourself if you push yourself too hard!"

Four words... "I don't fucking care."

It's not that I want to listen to everyone telling me all the time that I'm a kid, I'm still rusty on my combat skills. Well this is to all the cartoons and people working as Hunters here. I. DON'T. CARE. WHAT. YOU. SAY. TO. ME. I swear everyone here is telling me what I can or can't do! Just let a Junior Werewolf Hunter do whatever he wants! I aim my bow with my arrow at the target as I carefully eye out where to release. My scarf with my long dark bark brown coat gently lifting into this fall, winter-ish breeze. I sigh as a small cloud of my breath turns into a cloud of white steam... And...

"Hey Trevor! I'm finally here!"

I yelp in surprise at the female voice behind me as I release my arrow as I launch it WAY beyond the target. I see it go through the metal fence as it vanishes into the thickets. I groan in annoyance and frustration as I turn around to see Mehreen in a more cheerful mood. What for? She usually doesn't like me. So what gives?

"What's with the new mood change? We aren't exactly the best partners in this whole facility..." I trail off as I equip my bow back onto the strap around my body. I place both my hands on my hips as I stare at Mehreen with pure confusion. Is Mehreen seriously sick or something? She steps closer to me as I gasp in surprise and shock, now Mehreen really REALLY needs to be high or something to be able to do this. She gleams at me a smile as she hands up to me a 'on-the-go' coffee cup full of hot cocoa. I take one of them as I start to sip it up. But I still keep my eyes on Mehreen as I see her drinking her hot cocoa in peace. Happiness in her eyes. I take a break from my hot cocoa as Mehreen pauses her drinking at the exact same time as me.

"It's... nothing Trevs... I just thought you'd like some attention."

My red eyes widen at Mehreen as I nearly drop my hot cocoa onto the grass. What is Mehreen even talking about?! Attention?! What?!

"M-Mehreen? What are you talking about?!" I ask in pure shock and confusion. Mehreen looks at her cup of cocoa before looking back at me with a soft grin, I look at my cup then back to Mehreen, "A-Are you fucking making me high or something?!"

Mehreen giggles at me as she takes a deep breath...

"No Trevor don't worry, I didn't put anything in the hot cocoa. But... I know you so much better than ever. Trevor, your just some poor victim who had someone they loved taken away by a werewolf. So, then you joined the Werewolf Hunter facility to try and gain vengeance for that special someone you lost. Lillie... Your always so hard on everyone so you don't have to worry about them if you befriend them. Which is your technique, if you don't find friends and turn to help. You don't have to worry about loosing them later on. However, how is this gonna help you? I know your hurt about loosing Lillie, your older sister. But do you really think she'd want to see you like this towards others?"

Mehreen's P.O.V:

I finish my message to Trevor, I really hope this works and hopefully makes him softer to others. I stare at him as he looks down to the ground with the hot cocoa in his hand shaking slightly. I walk closer to him.

"Trevor... You don't have to fight all of this alone..."

Trevor stays silent as his breathing becomes more heavy, and slightly sore. Like he's about to loose himself to his own feelings. I finally cut this nonsense as I embrace Trevor into a hug. He gasps at my embrace as I ignore whatever he'll ever say to me in this moment, I bury my face into his shoulder as I warm his shoulder up with my breathing from me. Blocking out all the coldness of the day....

"M-Mehreen..."

I feel arms slowly hug me back as I smile to myself in success. Soft sobbing slowly follows as I can expect everything I want to say to Trevor, is working. No one should be hopeless or try to hide themselves from the ones they love. Acting tough won't make you stronger, what doesn't make you stronger is trying to fake it. The real key is that Trevor knows, what the real thing you can do to become stronger... is to just be yourself and learn from mistakes you make. Trevor holds me closely as I can feel his hot breath on my neck and his tears streaming down my neck.

"It's alright... there's no shame in having to hide all of this away..."

"Mehreen... n-no one's ever told me... to be like this... s-so... why are you telling me this?"

"Trevs, it's because I CARE. I CARE, I don't know if anyone else here feels the same about you. But... if you just have me to help you, isn't that better than no one to turn to for help? Support? Please... I want to help you... sharing your feelings with me, training with you, everything, I want to help you. So don't push me away now..."

I pull away from the hug as I see Trevor's bat ears all droopy as his eyes are shut as tears run down his freckles and cheeks. He sniffles as the hot cocoa is still slightly shaking in his hand. I shush him as I wipe away his tears. Trevor slowly reopens his red orbs at me. I grin at him as I remove my hands from his cheeks. A sincere smile grows on Trevor's lips as his red bat ears slowly straighten back up as I can finally see sincere happiness.

"Now... let's go train... alright?"

Chief's P.O.V:

I look at every agent outside practicing with either gun firing, smoke bomb throwing, and finally all the Hunters that are practicing they're archery. I know that Trevor is at the archery section without a doubt! I walk into the archery section as I spot with my old eyes perfectly my top Junior Hunter teaching in a kind manner about archery as Mehreen smiles and does as Trevor tells her. I smile to myself as I simply pass by the two beautiful partners as they train together peacefully and work together. I stroke my beard as I can already see Trevor is in much better hands than ever. Mehreen with her kind heart finally touching Trevor's heart to warm it all up and see light in others. I can see the two having no problems now... I feel a tap on my shoulder as I look over to see my Hunter Lucas holding a bunch of folders and papers. I turn to him as I look at him. 

"What is it Lucas?" I ask him as he opens his folders and shows me a picture of the ultimate teenage killer in his disguise. Also to be the most dangerous Werewolf we even can think to encounter. I take the picture as I carefully look at all his details, "This killer... we know which school he goes to. In fact... he goes to high school, which also means that he can be a threat to hundreds of other high school students in this building!" 

"Well... make sure the school gets this message, We're gonna pay this place a visit..."