#2 - Blue

Dark of kNight

T.L. Mitchell

Publisher Wild Horse Press  

My ears flicked a couple of times as I could hear Jason and Heather on the opposite side of us across the meadow.  A couple of short barks letting us know they were in place and ready.

Daniel’s body stiffened.  I heard his breathing stop as his ears perked forward intently listening to the vampires.  He snorted.  The vampires had made a confrontation with the werewolves.  I listened carefully.  Daniel’s hearing was far better than mine.  I raised my head and sniffed the air.  I could not smell the werewolves.  The only scent I could pick up was the one of the vampires.  He snorted again.  A low growl rumbled in his throat as he dropped his head.  A warning someone was coming and fast.  I raised my head again and sniffed the air.  Vampire.

Standing to my feet, I peered through the woods.  I could see a flash of something glowing as it moved quickly into the meadow.  It was Nathaniel and he was headed toward the house with Casey in his arms.  Daniel’s head lowered as he let out another low growl.  Turning my head, I saw Jason and Heather move out blocking the path behind Nathaniel as he flew past them.  Daniel jerked his head up and nudged me with his shoulder.  I could smell it.  The werewolves were on their way.  Three of them fast approaching.

Daniel and I moved cautiously.  They would aim for Jason and Heather.  The sickening stench grew heavier as the three werewolves came fast through the woods to the open meadow.  The horrible creature was exactly as I remembered in my dream.  My hair bristled on my neck as they began to slow down.  Apparently, they caught our scent.  One of them began walking to where Daniel and I were.  The other one was fast approaching Jason and Heather. The third creature lingered in the center as if expecting an attack.

Daniel and I bolted out of the woods with lightening speed.  I heard his thoughts clearly as I began to fix my eyes on the ankle of my prey.  Daniel made a pass by the huge horrid creature snapping its right hand off.  Before the creature had time to react, I had already taken its left foot off.  The taste in my mouth was utterly the worse taste I had ever experienced.  They taste as bad as they smell.  Quickly turning we flanked the single creature.  

This one was not as surprised by us.  Cautiously, Daniel and I moved around, circling it.  I kept a close eye on the damaged one.  It managed to balance itself on the remaining limbs.  A loud roar came from the damaged one, it was not exactly happy we dismembered it.  Watching the one in front of us, I lowered my head, giving Daniel the signal of my attempt to attack.  My prey’s attention was on me as I bolted a charge.  I flew into the air.  Before I had a chance to make contact with my prey, I felt a hard thump in my ribs as I fell to the ground.  The air had been knocked out of my lungs.  I yelped in pain as I felt the sharp claws of the damaged one rip into my side. Turning my head to the side, I began snapping my teeth ferociously at this creature.  He was on top of me, his mouth snapping its huge teeth backed by the powerful jaws toward my neck.  I knew I had to get to Daniel; he had already made another pass at the one creature, distracting its attention away from me.  He was not thinking clearly, as his concern was on me.  My hind feet pushed the damaged creature off me.  I got up quickly.  My sides were stinging and burning from the torn flesh.  The smell of my own blood filled my nostrils as it poured freely from the open wound.  

In the distance, I heard the other werewolf roar as either Jason or Heather yelped in pain.  I knew the battle had to be going better for them than it was for us right now.

Keeping my eyes fixed on the damaged creature we both limped in a circle facing off one another.  Both damaged.  At least I still had all of my members.  I planned to take another part of him off before he had the chance to kill me.  I heard Daniel yelp in pain from behind me.  He growled angrily as I heard his teeth snapping.  I could not help from turning my head.  Daniel was on his back and blood was running down from his shoulder.  My heart raced in my chest.  He needed my help.  My mistake was taking my eyes off my prey.  I moved too slowly, I felt the pain of teeth in my shoulder.  I yelped out in pain.

A flash of white flew by my face as I felt the tearing of flesh on my shoulder.  The weight of the creature was now gone.  I was determined to move.  I needed to get to Daniel.  I turned quickly to see Richard locked into a battle with my attacker.  My attention was back to Daniel.  Ignoring the pain in my sides, I launched forward with all the strength I had left.  I landed onto the back of the wiry haired werewolf that had Daniel pinned down.  Locking my teeth into the fleshly part of its neck, I closed my teeth down.  The soft flesh felt much like I was biting into a too ripe peach.  I wished it tasted the same.  I jerked my head back as I felt its head rising up. 

The ripping noise was evident as I pulled part of the creature’s neck from its body.  Daniel reached under the neck and clasped his teeth around the tendons. The bones crunched loudly between Daniel’s strong jaws.  The stinky creature fell sideways.  I sniffed the creature to make sure it was dead.  It was definitely dead.