Running but Going Nowhere

Brandon ran. He ran as fast as he could. Why was she chasing him? He had done nothing. And it was a full moon tonight. He was screwed. Alexis D'Eath had been chasing him in her wolf form for thirty minutes now. Things looked ill-fated for Brandon. It was either he died or got bitten. And he couldn't imagine how his life would be with him being a werewolf. He'd be rejected by society and he would never work at the Ministry.The whole thing was just a big mess. And it was about to be cleaned up by Alexis. They were in the middle of a dark forest so no one would hear Brandon's screams for help.

But nonetheless, he did. He screamed as loud as he could. "HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! A WEREWOLF!"

This boy was pathetic. All he did was run away, then again he was only a human, he didn't see the joys of being a werewolf. But he would soon enough. She had started to get impatient, after two failed attempts at getting what she wanted, she would make sure she got what she wanted this time. As she ran after him, she thought. He probably want even worth turning, it didn't seem like he could do anything but run, he wasn't fighting back.

Naomi had all the luck. Though she usually came out hurt, she always found someone who was worth turning. Like the new girl in the pack for instance, Yumi. She had fought back and proven her worth and she was a good addition to the pack. She was a strong witch and she did pretty damn good as a werewolf. She'd gotten used to what she was pretty quickly from what she could see, but the girl was still having trouble with the transformations.

She heard him begin to cry out for help and she barked a, No one will hear you, foolish boy, that he wouldn't be able to comprehend at him. She was getting tired of this, so she ran into the trees and picked up her pace. She quickly passed him and cut him off a few feet away.

Brandon could feel her catching up. It was scary. He had to at least defend himself. He wouldn't go down without a fight. "STUPEFY!" he shot a it. It didn't have much effects because she was in her wolf form. He knew he either going to be turned or killed. But he would at least try to kill her in the process. "Avada Kedavra! he shot at her but nothing came out of his wand. He needed to do something and do something fast.

And hopefully this would work. "Locomotor Mortis!" he said trying to lock its legs.

Stupid boy.

Alexis gave a wolfish grin as she passed him. His first spell came at her quickly and made contact with her right in the chest. She gave an unintentional yelp and was thrown back a bit. Because of this his other spell missed her a hair. Now, she was mad, but his fighting back gave her a glimpse of what he was capable of.

He had potential to be a powerful wizard and that gave her need to turn him. He would make a good addition to the pack if Naomi saw it that way. She got up and righted herself, shaking her body before crouching down low. Now you're gonna get it! she barked at him, not that he would understand and she took off after him again. She wasn't going to let him get away if it was the past thing she did.

Brandon had made her really mad his Leg-Locking Curse. He was really satisfied with himself. Even impressed, a bit. She was after him now and she was determined to get him and it didn't look like she would stop. When she had gotten back on her feet, Brandon used a Stinging Hex on her. He would, by all means, fight this werewolf until the end. Until he was one too. And he'd be doing the same thing she was doing to him right now. She was predator, he was prey. And unfortunately, the prey was about to be caught.

The stinging hex he'd sent at her was beginning to set in and she began to feel pain around her torso from the hex. It wasn't that bad though and she was able to continue after him, her need to turn him growing greater by the second. He might actually be a good addition, so she picked up her pace once again and when she was hot on his heels, Alexis jumped at him, trying to ram herself into his knees, hoping they gave out and he fell.

She wasn't going to let him get away. She had to show her loyalty to Naomi, and that was what she planned to do tonight, with this boy.

Brandon could see the Stinging Hex taking its effects on the werewolf. For a moment there, he thought he had slowed her down. But all of a sudden, she had rammed herself into his knees and they gave out. He had fallen, face-first onto the forest ground. His leg-pits were in horrible pain. One thing a wolf did have was a strong body.

He rolled over facing the towering werewolf in front of him. This was it. His last moments of being human. From this point on, he was a flesh eating, howling werewolf. He closed his eyes, awaiting the bite.

When he rolled over onto his back, Alexis made sure he wouldn't get away. She placed her front paws on his wrists and her back paws on his legs to hold him down. She was surprised that ramming herself into him had worked but she considered herself lucky, because now she would turn.

She tossed her head upward and howled triumphantly at the sky, before lowered her head to his shoulder. She sank her teeth into his shoulder, feeling them go past the clothes and skin. She tasted blood and she knew it was enough to scar him, to turn him. She lifted her head and moved herself off him, licking her lips as she tasted the lingering blood on her lips and teeth.

When Brandon had fell, the werewolf had planted her paws on his limbs so he couldn't get up. This was the end. He was going to be turned. He felt it. She bit into his shoulder. The pain piercing him was unbearable. He screamed as loud as he could before he fainted. He fainted from the effects. It as done. He was a werewolf. And it couldn't be reversed. His life was over. Completely over.

Nothing mattered anymore because he was a werewolf.

Alexis smirked softly as she saw him faint. She tossed her head back and howled again. It was done, he was one of her kind, and she couldn't be happier now. She'd shown her loyalty to Naomi, that was all that really mattered to her. She looked at the boy and rolled her eyes.

Wake up. The pain isn't that bad. Don't be a wimp. she told him harshly. She knew her voice would get across to him, though whatever was going on in his mind. After all she was his creator.