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"I don't even want to be part of this family!" Heather Stoll bellows at her Dad and run down the rickety stairs mindful of her stepping despite her anger.

She throw down the already withered flower on the table searching for the key to her Dad old fiat car, Heather finds the key and bolt the door behind her leaving the house to no particular destination.

Tonight like every other night, they had another argument because of her older sister who is just six months older than her.

Her sister, Hope Stoll unlike her is a sickle cell who always consumes money from the family's pocket every month without a miss.

"I spent everything on your sister Heather" Her Dad's words recur in her ears and Heather drive the car faster feeling really upset.

They never give her anything and make excuses that they had spend everything on her sister. How is she supposed to go to Pat's birthday party if she can't afford the dress code they planned.

Heather press on the gas pedal firmly and the car speed up down the road.

"Are you sure you're rich Haddy? I've never seen you throw any parties, do you even buy new shoes?"

What Delaney and Pat said to her in school earlier in the day plays in her head and Heather pass her frustration on the wheel making a sharp turn not minding if she get caught by the police, at least she would have a reason not to go to Pat's party tomorrow.

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The lamp shinning light to the big wolf fall to the ground as the deadly claws slash the throat of the holder. Blood oozes out of the deep cut and the body fall to the ground unable to make a sound or see clearly who the killer is.

The wolf shift back to it human form when he sees his victim on the floor and walk to the body to check if he is really dead.

As he made to take a look, he hears the sound of someone running through the bushes towards his direction and quickly shift back ready to attack another victim.

The intruder however manages to land a strong kick on it and push it back, away from the body.

Furious at the attack, the wolf launch again to attack and send a big blow across the face, the intruder stagger back unable to withstand the hit.

Not satisfied, the wolf grab him by the neck and throw him hard on the floor before it fling him onto a tree and hold a smirk as he spurt out blood.

The intruder struggle to get up as the big wolf walk to him and make a run for his life before he get killed like his friend.

Finding pleasure in the weakness he is showing, the wolf chases after him breaking down bushes and trees out of it path.

The injured did not look back at the frightening sound of the wolf behind him but continue to run until he is out of the bushes and come to a dark empty road.

He stop in the middle of the road and look back to see if the wolf is still after him but before he could be sure, a car rushes at him in high speed sending him flying forward and landing back on the road.

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"Ahh!"

Heather wimp like a frighten baby as she hit the person standing on the road, she wasn't focused on the road and it was too late when she grab the emergency brake.

The car stop abruptly and the belt pull her back from hitting the wheel, her black eyeballs popping out of it socket.

Heather get down from the car her brain sending the message that she has just killed someone and run to see if the person is really alive or not.

She get down on her knees pushing her hair behind her ear and take a close look at the person lying on the floor, her knees feel damp, she look to see she is on a pool of blood and cower.

'He's definitely dead!' Heather mutter and her heart pounds against her chest seeing the blood, she moves back with her palms on the ground to support her body as she fall to sit on her buttock.

The thought of getting arrested and spending the rest of her life in some horrible cell give her goose pimples. Her brain whisper to her to run away, not just from the crime scene but also from Greenville.

Before Heather could think whether to implement the idea or not, she hear a sound of bone cracking from the body and focus her eyes on it.

It seems like the bones are cracking and the body give a ear-splitting screech which make Heather cover her ears to avoid a bleed and turn to the body shock to see the person is not dead.

Heather get up on her feet and move back as the body begin to move his body like a zombie from movies. Scared out of her mind, Heather run back to her car and ignite the car reversing back and make an escape.

Heather drive back home and get out of the car with her whole body trembling from the horror she has just witnessed.

The door is not locked like she believe it will be so she make her way in and rush to the toilet before anyone could see the blood on her jeans.

Heather pull off trouser and on the tap to wash off the blood stain from her leg, the tap did not satisfy her so she move to the shower taking off her top and washing her body from the stain and guilt.

Even though it is not cold, Heather could feel her skin shivers at the memory of the body getting up. 'What if it turned into a ghost instead and come after her?' she wonders.

Heather toss the clothes she put off inside the bin and clean off the blood stains that dripped in the car and retire back to her bed cowering in fear for what might happen tomorrow.

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An immense amount of pain passes through his body which make him give a scream of the agony, his body is fill with heat and his soul seem to be abandoning his body.

However, his skin starts to cover up healing all the wounds and injury from both accidents. His soul which was furious moments ago embraces his body and he feels his bones getting strong.

He get up from the ground ignoring his tattered cloth and focus on the fact that he just healed his wounds, his eyes ablaze with excitement and he close his eyes for a moment to see if there is any other changes.

He opens his eyes when nothing happened and dash back into the bushes to see if his friend is still alive.