(Edited 29 January 2015)

Luke

At her rickety and old house I gently sat the girl down on the top wooden step leaning her head on the pillar.

"Hey." I whispered stroking her hair. "What's your name?" She moaned fluttering her eyes open. Her pupils dilated and I can tell she's having trouble focusing on my face but then unexpectedly she just fell back wiped out. "Ouch." I felt her pain in the back of my head but I bit back a smile.

It's not funny she's seriously hurt... I burst out into hysterics.

I am such a bad person but it wasn't the fact that she hurt herself it was her face, the dazed drunk expression looked hilarious. That's all.

Yeah still a bad person but hey I got burnt for her might as well get laughter out of this. "Alright." I straightened her up again propping her up so her back is supported against the post and crouched there admiring her face. I should probably knock on the door and help her inside. Yes I have to help her so why am I dipping my nose in her neck breathing in this girl's scent like an animal? The next thing you know I'll be sniffing her ass and stick out my tongue waiting for a treat.

One sniff won't hurt since I'm a wolf after all this only normal but then the smell of her became addictive, it relaxed me and I rubbed my face against her smooth skin listening to the calm rhythmic pulse and her calm breathing.

I wish she would stir now and wake up so I could stop but even then I'm not sure if I would because her aroma is sending a hotness riding through my body sparking every nerve. It's like I was half asleep before but with her odour as a stimulus has made me wide awake and all I can see, smell and breathe is her. All I want to do is hold her to me again and protect her from all threats.

Now this is not normal.

She slumped forward and I gripped her hip whipping my head back shocked. Great I've been caught and she'll probably think I'm a creep. I stopped freaking out when I saw her eyes are still shut and she's completely unconscious and she only just fell forward because her head was too heavy. "What is wrong with me?" I just met the girl and I'm letting myself get drugged by her scent and feel the softness of her skin. Her skin... My eyes trailed down to where my hand is still on her hip and because the top is torn and burnt it's just her skin I'm touching. My fingers outlined the side of her waist riding up to what's left of the fabric and it almost seems like she is sending electric shocks through her skin into my arm. It's strange, how is her body doing that?

"Mum!" A young girl's voice called out inside the house and I fell back in fright. "She's gone! Mum!" That's my cue to leave and I panicked as lights began to switch on and footsteps pounded around the house.

I ran away back into the forest allowing myself to have one last look at her and noticed that her dark eyes were wide open watching me.

Was she awake that whole time?

~*~*~

Back in my room lay in bed sunrise unable to sleep a wink. She couldn't have been awake that whole time right? Why would she let me touch if she was? She would have pushed me back unless she felt just as relaxed as I was feeling.

How right it felt to have our skin touch... No that wasn't right. She was unconscious and I just felt her stomach while nuzzling her neck like some creepy perve. She must have been so terrified that she didn't know what to do.

I'm disgusting.

But then again what was she doing in the woods? A girl running around late at night through dangerous forests is not normal but maybe she was dragged in there by that witch. I still can't believe witches exist.... And she sent her owl to get help.

Still not normal!

Okay let me think of the pros and cons here and maybe I can figure this out.

She has eyes that change colour: I have no idea if that's a good or bad thing and my eyes are naturally gold and glow weirdly. If hers can turn into glowing yellow and blue does that make me normal?

She was a victim of some old hag: I know that witch was evil I mean she has green skin for crying out loud in all of history people never trusted women with green skin.

She's pretty: That doesn't mean anything but I want to put it out there.

She heals in water or when in contact with water it reaches out to protect and heal her: So why was she afraid of it?

She has a very rude owl that hurt my nose and pulled out of a window: Stupid bird.

She winked at me: That's got to mean something... But then she spoke in a low voice and demeaned me almost thinking I couldn't handle some wicked witch with breasts sagging down to her ankles.

Add up all that together and times it by four and that all equals to = I have no idea what the hell happened last night

All I know is I couldn't stop writing songs about her last and that I want to see her again.

~*~*~

Elektra

"What happened to you Elektra?" My mother asked and for the last time before she'll beat the answer out of me with a frying pan.

Hash tag Wog parents.

I wish I knew what happened it's all a little fuzzy but I don't need to worry her so badly I'll think of some lie like I always do. I hate lying to anybody but I haven't exactly explained my situation on being a werepanther and killing vampires as my loyal duty for THE ancient Greek Gods. Yup as it turns out Mary was just a slut and Jesus was a good man that was partially insane... Unless he was a demigod and Zeus was fooling around with Mary.

Oh my Gods that makes so much sense!

I continued washing the plates at the sink and she continued to burn holes at the side of my head. "I left my phone outside because I dropped it earlier in the day. I went out to search for it so I could have an alarm to wake me up early and then I heard whimpering."

"Whimpering?"

"Did you know there are wolves out there in the woods?"

"What? No way."

"Yes I heard an animal crying so I went to find it hoping it was just stuck in something but instead I saw a wolf cornering a... a..." She does not look convinced.

Don't get me wrong I'm a really good liar to everybody else in the world. It's just under the eyes of my mother I feel miniscule and pathetic. It is not easy to lie to someone who gave birth to you. Human or myth...

I sighed. I'll have to try something else. "I was out because I had a bad dream."

"Again?" She asked concerned. It's not a complete lie, Adrian still haunts me but I still need to use my acting skills to pull this off. "Listen I don't know what's happened to you Elektra but I don't want you lying to me. You used to tell me everything straight forward even when I didn't feel anything suspicious was going on. If you feel the need to hold something back fine but know I'm always here and I don't want you getting into any trouble."

"I'm not in trouble. Just a bad dream and there actually was a wolf out there that I happened to piss off and that explains the ripped up clothing." I rinsed the dish, dried my hands then waited for her to say something.

"I'll believe you. For now." She said. I nodded understanding. "Now what on Earth are you doing up this early?"

"Kissing your butt so you won't punish me." I replied sarcastically smiling up at her.

She stared at me dully. "I'm going back to bed. Vacuum and mop for me." She said pointing around the kitchen and the living room that's filled with unopened boxes.

"Will do." User.

Once she was up the stairs and her bedroom door clicked shut I fell to the floor gasping in relief.

"What did happen last night?" I started biting my nails nervously trying think back after the hunt. I went to the lake, I saw Thena then I was in flames and attacked by the wartmatron 2000 and then and then.... That fine ass boy if I don't say so myself just appeared randomly, I suspect he was sent to be a knight in shining armour and I have no complaints. The wolf has a nice set of abs and incredible golden eyes why would I protest? I didn't like that he forced me into the lake and what I really loathed was how the water tried to drown me but instead healed me. I healed! When that boy pulled me out I was afraid for I thought he might have been Poseidon for that split panicking second.

I want to think more about the water healing but every thought trailed back to the wolf boy. Incredible! I am such a girl. The world could be under an alien attack but I would still be worrying about whether or not a guy finds me attractive.

"Stupid idiot." I muttered at myself.

I can't find him attractive, there'd be no point if that white she-bitch already has her claws on him and that they both wanted to kill me just that morning. Well I know the she-wolf didn't like me but he seemed different to the others. Oh what does it matter? He may have not attacked me but he didn't really rescue me either. What does he have against the black cat?

It's clear he doesn't know I'm a werecat and I'll leave it at that. I'm not planning on seeing him again anytime soon.

"Are you praying to your sink?" I yelped in fright standing up to glare at Claire.

"No I'm not."

"Oh you look so tired? I'll give you a makeover."

"Seriously? Where the hell were you last night?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"I was with Maxina and Ivy Rose."

"I was getting attacked by a sorcerous."

"I know I came as soon as I could and trapped her in flames."

"What took you so long!?" I snapped at her.

"We were getting our nails done."

"The one job you have and you can't even..." My ears twitched at the sound of someone lurking around the forest. "There's someone out there?"

"He's been hanging around there for like ever." She replied excitedly. "He's probably waiting to see my glorious face."

"Uh huh..." Why didn't she tell me there's some creeper lingering around? I grabbed a kitchen knife and stormed outside not caring that I'm in my purple pyjamas bottoms and a skimpy black singlet. I stopped Claire at the front door. "Stay here. If he attacks throw flames at him."

She frowned. "But he's so cute."

"Stay." I ordered then searched through the trees pinpointing the big yellow eyes staring at me and hid the knife behind my back. What is he doing back?

I stepped off the porch and walked to the end of my mother's property waiting for him to make the first move with my hands sweating over the blade.

What does he want?

I can't find it in me to be kind. I don't trust boys when they save me because like Adrian they usually have a motive.

He quietly started pacing out of the trees, in his beautiful black wolf form. Why would he come back as a wolf?

"Stay there." I broke the silence and he flinched then looked behind him like he just realised now that he was walking out revealing himself. Maybe he meant to spy on me... Well he really sucks. For a second I softened when he looked around a little lost then at me unsure but when he took a step forward I brought the knife out. "I said stay back." He stood there unflinching this time and alert. "I'm not afraid to use this." He backed away slowly kept his head down respecting my wishes. Now I feel like a bitch. I mean he did save my life... I wonder if he suspects that I recognise him. It would be strange for him if I were to say I do and even now that I'm out here must be confusing. I could pretend last night never happened and I'm just an oblivious girl seeing a black wolf for the first time.

I'd say that's playing it safely.

I ran a hand through my hair chuckling. "I apologize." He cocked his head to the side. "You're not here to kill me are you?" He shook his head then glanced at the knife. I dropped to the ground and threw the knife aside. "If you're not here to hurt me are you just lost?"

He didn't or really he couldn't because he must be shocked.

This must be so weird for him.

Maybe I should have acted more afraid. Too late now...

Let's play this out coyly and pretend to be dumb. "Um... Can you really understand me?"

He nodded his head.

"I always wanted a dog." I smirked as he glowered down at me. I'm so luckily to have the ability to hide my cat scent otherwise this probably would have turned out differently. Athena my owl swooped out of nowhere at his head so he scurried back then ran off. I glared at her as she stood at my feet. "Thanks."

Hoo.

"You always have to ruin my fun."