Fallen Angel (Hunting)

Fallen Angel Pt.3 - Hunting
Feb 4, 2006
Blog Entry 2

Throughout the night, Ryan's cell phone woke him up. Max contacted him in desire to meet up with Mike urgently. When the bright rays of the sun woke them up, Mike still had not returned and many only wondered why he had been called forth so late in the middle of the night, or more importantly, why he actually agreed to go at such a time without actually making a fuss.

The morning was quiet as always, and Ryan went about to do his normal routine. Cleaning his guns, making sure to keep them fully loaded and filling his stomach with left over frozen pizza being amongst the most important.

Alice was up early, and decided to bus over to a nearby stop, her final destination being the pack's house. She knew that Ryan probably awaited her arrival before he made any plans happen... or possibly even initiate her amongst them. In politeness she knocked and awaited an answer, only to find Ryan's sleepy, yet curious gaze, coming from the side window of the house, one that gave a better look at the front door then any other. He answered the door and upon normal greetings being exchanged, he simply warmed that she had no need to knock, the door was always opened to her as she was their guest in their territory for the moment.

She stood about and exchanged gazes with Miguel who had also just risen from his bed, but any words that might have been mentioned was soon interrupted by Damien's shouts. None of the others paid particular attention to that, nor even the loud noises that followed. They had all gotten used to his way of life. Alice of course too curious went downstairs and followed the trail of noise, as she opens her temporary room's door to find Damien having a conversation with himself while attempting to learn the complexity of computers.

The discussion between the two went rather well, it only ended up it the computer's screen being crushed under his large fists as he grew annoyed with it. Alice sighed to herself, having wanted to keep the belongings in the room intact, knowing quite well that it wasn't truly hers, or not yet anyway. It still bothered her that they just gave up Killy's room so easily, what if the kid came back?

Those thoughts were pushed aside as Damien offered Alice to go rabbit hunting for breakfast. They were both interrupted by Miguel who spoke out at the current frozen leftover pizza in the fridge. Alice didn't seem to mind the idea of that as breakfast, but soon ignored the issue when Damien gave out his clear opinion on pizza compared to the taste of a bloody piece of meat in his teeth. Miguel threw a joke about "joining the dark side" as he swallowed down his own slice and grinned as he made his way back upstairs.

The hunt went well, as Damien's survival skills were never an issue to worry about. He knew where to find the trail of prey he was specifically looking for, human or animal alike. Amazing really for a Blood Talon, who had more skills in such then the Hunter in Darkness... Miguel often turned down the offer to join him in the hunt. He knew quite well that his skill did not match that of the Blood Talon, and therefor to avoid humiliation he simply did his own hunting without any others knowing.

Both Alice and Damien, but in their Urhan form, were cut short in their feast as a shot was heard from afar. A large mosquito bit Damien as he knew quite well what was going on. Alice just looked at him surprised and stunned as she looked around the area, until eventually her own paw was hit by a graze of a bullet.

It gave Damien the perfect opportunity to spot his assailant. Had the hunter been keeping an eye out on his first target, he would have sworn the large wolf had a grin as it sneaked it's way towards his prey. Alice on the other had was only ducking in bushes and behind tress, she was almost tempted to shift back in her Hishu form, but she knew quite well that it wouldn't help matters. Perhaps the human would stop shooting her, perhaps not... She didn't even know where he was hiding to begin with, all she had was a general direction and made her way little by little, trying to follow Damien's trail which was way ahead of her.

Wolves don't climb tress, they say... wolves don't attack human beings, they say... Words that this human being will never believe again. Atop the 3rd branch, 20 feet or so above the ground, the hunter remained as he took his time to spot and take down his target. His final shot missed and was sent somewhere off into the sky as Damien stood inches from him, jaws deep within his arm. The man panicked of course, it wasn't physically possible. He attempted to bash his rifle against the wolf, but it only made him angry.

Damien simply jumped down, forcing the human to follow as his arm was attached to his teeth. The wolf landed on his feet, while the human managed to fall and roll away on the ground. For a moment the hunter went for his gun but realized that he had already shot his bullet and would need at least a moment to reload it. He turned around and began to ran.

His face went red, maybe it was the blood that spilled from his face, or maybe it was humiliation at how he had been trapped and cornered by the very same targets he had previously called prey. The hunter stumbled back, hand to his throat as Alice landed on the ground nearby and showed her red teeth at the human, snarling with a terrible anger.

Damien didn't hesitate to pounce and tackle the human down, which he was now whimpering, crying, sobbing and praying, eyes closed as the scent of urine ran clear in the lupus' nostrils.The human was lucky, but he would probably never hunt again. As much as Alice demanded justice and that this human be made an example of, Damien knew quite well that justice would not fully be served that way. It was best that the human learned his place... and after all, if he ever returned, with the taste of his prey running down his throat, he knew finding him again would be an easy, and most likely fun task.

After the weapon was buried, they both made their way back home with nothing but a small story of cat and mouse to brag about.

End of Hunting