It's A Supernatural Life

[AurianaValoria1]

Raven continued on to the very fringes of the city, where an old gas station sat by the freeway. As she pulled in, she first saw a very nice motorcycle parked by one of the pumps...and then she saw a bestial form in the store window, holding its paws up in front of a young clerk who was shaking his revolver like a leaf.

 

Werewolf.

 

Great.

 

Thinking quickly, Raven reloaded her own revolver with silver bullets from her stash beneath the floorboard. She was about to get out to help the clerk when she saw a group of cars coming into the station behind her. She ducked, crouching uncomfortably between her seat and steering wheel and peering out of her window to watch.

[Brutii]

The slenderman was awed, he had been totally ignored! Even with his faceless mask you could tell his jaw was dropped. He got out of the car and stormed off like a rejected child throwing a temper tantrum. How could she have not realised HE was there? He was giant and looked like he had NO face! That was kind of hard to miss! He stormed off down the road, growling angrily.

[Macman253]

Deuce saw the car drive up and a woman inside load a revolver but duck down when the other cars could be heard in the distance. Deuce took the shot and leapt through the window, just as he did the clerk fired a shot and it ripped through his arm, Blacke's wolf pack was baying in the distance, they had smelled blood and were only a few hundred yards out.

 

Deuce leapt over to his bike and grabbed the shotgun, pumped a round in and aimed it at the clerk, who standing in the doorway froze when greeted with a 12 gauge.

 

"I will not kill you!" He yelled, his voice full of pain. Once the clerk got the point across Deuce lowered his shotgun just as the other cars arrived.

 

"Luck of the irish my ass..." He said aloud as the cars came into sight.

Edited October 5, 2012 by Macman253

[AurianaValoria1]

Raven watched as the young clerk shot the werewolf, who then promptly jumped through the window and grabbed a shotgun, pointing it in the boy's face...but he did not shoot in return. Rather, he seemed to be waiting for the other cars to arrive.

 

She frowned. He was not acting like a typical werewolf...at least, not the ones she had encountered to date. Raven grabbed her phone and quickly texted July, Amy, and Jennie.

 

Trouble @ gas stat...werewolf...will keep u posted.

 

She put her phone away when she heard the cars come screeching into the station, and she kept her hand on her revolver.

[Naktis]

July was driving in her usual speed when she received two text messages. One was from Amy, the huntress sent her the name of the Gas station where they suppose to meet Raven. The other one was actually from Raven about the werewolf problem...

 

There was another message from Jennie. Apparently her ex something is from FBI. How strange it was that the girl was getting along with her ex. Usually both sides do not want to see each other for the rest of their lives...

 

July increased the speed to reach the gas station sooner.

 

Some time later she had finally arrived there and quickly jumped out of the car as soon as the engine was killed. She grabbed her pistols. One was still loaded with the iron bullets and the other one... she couldn't remember.

 

The huntress hid behind some car and watched the werewolf. He did not want to harm the clerk? What the hell is happening to the monsters these days!?

[Macman253]

Deuce watched as both the drivers of the cars just stared at him. His arm throbbed with pain but the regeneration had begun and the bullet just fell out and landed on the ground. He set the shotgun down next to his bike, as he approached the car with his hands up another wolf tackled him, four others descended on the Gas station. A tall wolf with dark hair walked calmly over as the others of the pack howled and growled while the second largest and Deuce brawled.

 

Deuce threw his attacker off with a hard kick and stood up. When he got a look he saw that it was Blacke's beta, a sick wolf that pleasured in killing women, this was the wolf that had killed his mother. Never taking to the werewolf pack mentality but he knew it well, this was a challenge.

 

Deuce growled and they dove at each other, The Beta slashed Deuce across the face and he retaliated with a spinning kick across the face that sent the Beta crashing into the store, Deuce leapt inside only to be greeted with a smash across the face with a cash register, Deuce groaned in pain as the hit sent him crashing into a rack of candy bars. The Beta lunged at Deuce but he sidestepped the attack and grabbed the Beta and ran him head first into the glass of the fridge containing beer. and other liqour. The Beta was stunned so Deuce picked up the much smaller werewolf and placed his knee across his spine and pulled with all of his strength, the wolf yelped in pain followed by a sickening crack of bones and the Beta fell limp. Deuce grabbed the chin of the Beta and yanked hard to snap its neck to finish it off.

 

He grabbed the dead wolf and threw him over his shoulder, walking out of the gas station he howled in defiance and threw the corpse of the dead pack member at the feet of the black haired wolf. The others growled in hate at Deuce, deuce smiled and waited for the next challenger.

Edited October 5, 2012 by Macman253

[Flipout6]

Wester was excited, hyper. This scent, these sounds, they promised to be good.

 

He could faintly smell demons, and what's more is that he heard howling, and he could naturally tell they came from no dog. Sirens wailed into the air. Looks like Wester's hometown had more monsters than just him and his parents. He'd been out all night exploring these new scents and sounds, it sounded like some sort of battle was going on. He'd been to the hotel before, (he lived near it.) smelled demons there, avoided it like the plague afterwards. But the sounds came from there, and it was filled with new scents now, some human, some demon, some....werewolf? They weren't regular dog scents, they weren't regular human scents, they must be werewolves. The motel he had investigated a while ago, now the howls and the smells led him to that one gas station near the edge of the town. He was almost there, but a car zoomed by him and parked there. There seemed to be something dangerous going on...a werewolf attacking the gas station? That put the poor clerk's life at more risk than any midnight armed robber, and Wester didn't like that at all.

 

To anybody there he appeared as a very large, brown Irish Wolfhound. His heckles raised and he began to run for the gas station, but that woman in the car that just pulled up....was a hunter? Oh boy, that just complicated things. But either way, Wester wasn't going to sit by this one. And then an entire pack of werewolves converged on the station, on the one werewolf, and two of them began to fight. What was going on here? He stood near the hunter's car, watching and growling. Then it hit him.

 

The werewolves had a pack mentality much the same as a dog's or of a Skinwalker such as himself. Well, as far as he could tell. They seemed to be fighting for leader of the pack. Wester wasn't sure what to do, but if he had to fight one, his current form was the one in which he would do so. His teeth and claws and superior physical strength would make him last much longer than if he was in his human form, and the clerk's .357 revolver already showed Wester how useless his own would be. He thought of something useful he could do. He dashed into the store, past the werewolves, and grabbed onto the clerk's shoulder, and attempted to drag him out. When he resisted, Wester, who was certain that the hunter wouldn't be able to hear him, managed to say

"Um....eeee." (Come with me.) The clerk didn't argue, he simply followed the large wolfhound out of the store and ran away from the werewolves. If one of them went after the clerk, Wester would attack them. Then again, he might attack one of them anyway.

 

He stood a good few meters away from the werewolves, growling threateningly. He doubted that either side would be able to kill the other, (neither side had any sort of silver attack.) but some ripped flesh and broken bones would give them something to think about. He considered going human to talk to the hunter, but decided for his own safety that it wasn't wise. Good thing he'd been a Skinwalker for 12 years, he could act as a dog almost flawlessly, the most that his rescue had looked like would be a dog trying to get a man out of a dangerous place. As for not attacking the werewolves, at least that would look like the dog was ready to defend itself, but not ready to attack.

Edited October 6, 2012 by Flipout6

[Naktis]

July watched with the surprised look on her face at what was happening in the gas station. Some wolves were fighting the strangely not hostile towards them werewolf. Then a huge dog came here as well and started growling at the werewolves. What the hell is happening here!?

 

"Raven! What do we do now!?" She asked the other huntress because she had no idea what to do now. It was just too weird.

[mythicdawnmaster]

Amy left the hotel, after donning a Gucci Fedora hat, part of the same collection her dress came from, in-fact, it was part of the very outfit. She took the Ferrari, and headed to the gas station, after reading it's name, she knew where it was.

 

She arrived, pulling over near July and Raven, her face a look of surprise... it was a chilling, and very strange view Werewolves, a huge dog, the clerk... he'd have to be made to forget this afterwards... She then heard July calling to Raven. Amy killed the engine of the Ferrari, and got out, locking it's doors behind her. "What on earth is going on here?" She said, walking over to the ladies, looking like that which she was- A couture model.

[BaldurAnthology]

Jennie heard on the radio a news report about a gas station with some sort of man with a hair disorder, and a giant dog. She u-turned, picked up the pace, texting Rachelle to say she was going to deal with a disturbance. Rachelle's response was quick, saying to be careful, and a request to resume their relationship, Jennie thought about it, as she drove. She recalled the reason she broke up with Rachelle was because she moved, not because of a fight. She decided to hold the answer for if she survived. Her car screeched to a halt, and she saw a Ferrari and a Mustang. She got out of the car, and grabbed her silver knife out of the trunk, her shotgun, and her pistol. She slammed shut the trunk, and wandered over to the other girls, ducking behind the cars for safety.

 

"Evening, Ladies. What have we got here?" Amber sauntered over, and glanced at the Gas station. She sniffed the air, looking, for lack of a better word, the smell of their souls. She smelled 5 human, one werewolf, and... the dog smelled odd.

 

"From what I can sense, I sense 5 humans, one obvious werewolf, and the dog feels odd. I'm not sure what to make of it.." Amber moved away from the hunters as a precaution, and pursed her lips in thought.