Lyla was standing outside Starbucks; thankfully she didn’t look very upset I was after all 25 minutes late.
The sky around us was already darkening, a cool breeze blowing,
I got lazy with my outfit today, simply black tank top, and dark blue jean shorts and black steal toed shoes.
Lyla greeted me with a smile, I felt somewhat relieved, this ment she wasn’t going to freak out on me, if it was possible for her to freak out in the first place….
“Hey!” she said with a smile, her blue hair held out of her face in a high pony tail. She offered me a French vanilla flavored coffee.
“Tell my Lyla,” I said a taking the coffee and smelling the sweet sent it gave off, “What makes you think you have what it takes to be a vampire hunter?”
She shrugged, “I hate being called weak all the time, I want to prove to people I’m strong!”
Just as she finished she tripped, she would have landed flat on her face if I hadn’t caught her.
“Good luck with that” I muttered as she straightened her long white coat.
I pulled from my pocket a small journal, pages were sticking out and the cover was worn, this was my bible, or rather my pocket book about vampires.
“Okay Lyla, lets see how smart you are;” I said flipping threw pages of my book.
She nobbed, “I studied online all day!” She sounded so proud of herself.
“Name four ways to kill a vampire” I said closing my book with a sudden snap.
Lyla smiled, “Easy!” she declared, “Sunlight, a wooden stake, fire and holy water! oh yeah, and decapitation.”
I sighed, “Lyla, that’s pathetic”
“What is?” she asked, her hands on her hips, “My five ways to kill a vampire?” she narrowed her eyes at me.
“First, “ I began sitting on a wooden bench “sunlight’s the only one you got right,”
“What!” Lyla whined, “How! the internet said…….”
I broke in,
“A wooden stake can kill anybody. Fire can kill anybody, Holy waters a load of crap, and lets face it if you get your head cut off your going to die also, I’m talking about ways that will only harm a vampire, and if you say “Silver cross” I swear to god Ill leave right now”
Lyla plopped beside me, “I’m a failure!” she sobbed,
“And I’m unsympathetic and an antagonist” I mumbled,
I stood up, “Lets see if your any good with a knife” I said walking off into the open field behind the row of stores and paved parking lots,
Once we were a little ways out I handed Lyla a stick off the ground and pulled my knife from my pocket, I didn’t bother bringing my sword tonight.
“Take stance” I said plainly, totally bored wishing I could go home and have a bubble bath.
I took stance, legs shoulder length apart, arms out stretched in front of me, knife pointed at her.
Lyla gulped, “Id feel better if you used a stick”
I narrowed my eyes to deadly slits and focused on her movements,
she swallowed nervously,
The sky around us was now a dark blue, stars dotting the clear sky, the wind stopped completely.
I stood and waited for her to charge, to move, to do something besides shiver.
“Guess what” I said lowering my knife, “You were just killed”
Lyla looked at the ground; she shook her head and stood at the ready,
“Hesitation will get you killed” I said in a low voice stepping into stance again, lifting my knife,
“But acting quickly is foolish, you must mix them, you must adapt”
Lyla nobbed and charged, I dodged her and she fell to the ground.
“Dead” I said coldly,
She got up and charged at me again, I flipped over her landing behind her and poked the back of her neck with a finger.
“Dead” I said watching her let her head hang,
She turned suddenly and rolled aside, I walked after her as she attempted to circle me,
I picked a stick off the ground as she ran away from me a few feet, I wiped the stick at her, it smacked againced her chest.
‘Dead” I sighed,
I picked my finger nails with my knife, watching Lyla in the corner of my eye.
She groaned and ran at me again, I rolled my eyes as she smacked into me.
My feet were braced securely on the ground so there was no way she could knock me over.
I pushed her back and she fell to the ground,
“You’re boring me” I said looking down at her, my long brown bangs covering my face, my arms crossed over my chest.
Lyla bared her teeth and charged, I moved aside and grabbed the collar of her coat as she ran past.
“Just give up” I commanded with annoyance in my voice.
Lyla somehow broke free and nailed a punch in my gut, my eyes widened at impact.
I couldn’t help but lean over, blood dripped from my mouth to the ground below me.
Lyla laughed as I groaned and fell to the ground.
“If you kick me Ill kill you” I said laying on my back, I don’t often get punched, I’m used to swords, guns, claws, daggers, cross bows, that kind of thing.
Normally I could take a hit like a punch but Lyla’s was oddly really strong,
My focus was broken by a sharp pain in my arm; I looked up and saw Lyla sitting beside me, her hand digging into my arms flesh.
“Lyla….?” I tried to get up but, she knocked me back down with a violent punch into my chest.
I coughed up more blood.
“Oh Blair….” Lyla said calmly, her voice somehow cold.
“You let your guard down” she said standing, knowing I was too weak to get up myself.
Was she a vampire? No she was out in sunlight she has to be human, unless….
“You aren’t human are you?” I gasped, forcing air into my lungs.
“No…” Lyla said looking down at me, my eyes caught site of her hands, huge clawed, dark skinned hands now replacing her once gentle human hands.
“Werewolf!” I said shocked, my heart racing, this is the last thing I needed.
But how the hell is the Maxwell family werewolves, they’ve shown no sighs of it whatsoever!
Lyla raised a hand up to her head and took off the blue haired wig, flame red Shoulder length mop like hair dropped out; she chucked the wig aside and removed the brown contact lenses, showing her light green eyes. She smiled at me.
I get it, the Maxwell’s aren’t werewolves, and that means she’s an imposter!
“Who the hell are you?” I said struggling to get up; I finally managed to sit up, my head spinning.
The werewolf ignored my question and pulled out a cell phone from her pocket.
A few minutes later she began to talk with somebody.
“I caught the huntress” she laughed into the speaker.
I gritted my teeth, this seriously cant be good, I thought only the Vampire hated me.
