Mere seconds away from death, the door slammed open and four men, dressed in blue, marched in with their guns aimed towards the dark creature in front of them.

The monster’s attention was only diverted for a second, but that was long enough for Porter to create another shield.

He started clawing against the light again, not giving a care about the police as if his only cared about killing Porter.

They opened fire. Porter’s ears started ringing as they tried to kill the monster. Porter was surprised how calm they looked despite seeing something that could only come from one’s wildest nightmares.

The bullets did nothing but slow the beast. His attacks came slower but were still as heavy as stones falling down on them.

The policemen’s guns were quickly emptied. They looked at the monster in fear.

“No… I just invited even more men to their deaths.” Jess shivered. Her eyes were as wide as the moon that was surely above them by now. She clutched Porter’s arm with all her strength, Porter could already feel the bruise forming.

Porter couldn’t find anything to say to her in their dying moments. He didn’t want to upset her even more by telling her how he felt about her, but he didn’t want her to die not knowing either.

The police evacuated the premises. They re-evaluated the situation and decided saving Jessica and Porter wasn’t important enough to go head to head with the werewolf.

And once again, all hope was gone. They were truly alone in this one.

Within a few days, his new life had gone from relatively normal to unexplainable.

Porter decided that werewolves were stupid. Maybe not Kyte or his sister, but the rest of them were devil spawn in his eyes.

Porter’s head snapped towards the door as someone new arrived on the scene. To his surprise he recognised this one.

The nurse from the hospital, Porter never caught her name, walked in. She had a cross bow in her hand, the arrow had yellow smoke flowing from it.

“What are you doing here?” Porter exclaimed. Was she supernatural too?

“I’m saving your asses.” She said before raising the cross bow and shooting the arrow straight into the side of the werewolf’s head.

“Woah! That was bad ass!” Jess jumped up. Porter was astounded by the speed at which her emotions changed.

“Thanks. Now lets hurry. Is there another way to get out of here that doesn’t involve the front door?” she asked.

“Yes, come on.” Jess said as she helped me back up.

We slowly made our way out the back into an alley way where they dumped their rubbish. The smell of rotting food made his stomach churn.

The sky was pitch black; it was difficult to see anything. “Come on quickly. My car is just over there.” The nurse pointed in front of us.

She pulled my arm to make me go faster until eventually she was half carrying me. We quickly made it to the car and the nurse got us out of there.

“What’s your name?” Jess asked her. She was beaming as if she had met a real-life superhero.

“Nia. How about you?” She asked, just to create conversation.

“I’m Jessica and this is Porter.” Jess said before stating, “You already know him though.”

“I only met him yesterday. I’m a nurse at the hospital he was brought to.” She said as she turned to car to go out of the city.

“What are you?” Porter asked her. He figured there was no better way to find out then just asking.

“A hunter… Werewolf hunter. But I only hunt the out of control werewolves, I won’t hurt the friends you were with last night.” She tried to assure Porter, but only raised more questions.

“How did you know they were werewolves?” he asked. He was sure she wasn’t in the room when they had that conversation. Maybe hunters had super hearing?

“I can see things that are unusual. It’s a rare gift, not many hunters have it. It allows me to see the natural werewolves and the ones who don’t belong here, like that one back there. It works on all creatures though, not just werewolves.”

Porter looked to Jess, who was being unusually quiet. She was sweating profusely; her skin had gone as pale as a ghost. “So, your saying werewolves are real!” she panicked. This was totally opposite to the fangirling.

“Yes, not just werewolves either.” Nia explained. She looked confident, as if she finally knew more than everyone else, which she did. Porter could see how much Nia was enjoying explaining this to them.

“So, if a werewolf bites a human, will they become a werewolf too?” the sweat began falling from her like a waterfall.

“Yes, but only if they survive. Most don’t even survive the bite.” She began. “Only feral werewolves tend to bite people, which is why I hunt them before they can.”

“What if one bit me?” Jessica’s skin somehow became paler, she looked like she was about to be sick.

“Are you sure?” Nia asked as she started speeding the car up. Jess pulled her shirt collar over her shoulder. Large bite marks crossed over her collar bone and the top of her back.

“I tried to stay calm. But now I’m starting to feel really sick.” She leaned her head against the seat.

“At least it’s not bleeding. That means your body is accepting it.” Nia told her as she skilfully turned corners without slowing.