First Bite

“What the habit have I done? Scott Nollax. 16 years old teenager stood over the body of a homeless woman in the middle of an empty street in Rochester, New York.

I’m sorry I’m so sorry”.

The feigner was covered in the woman's blood from his mouth to his chest.

Sirens echoed from behind him as police cars drove from a distance.

“No…. No……No”

Scott ran from the

Police cars, zooming away at superhuman speed.

The air rushing through his blue hair with a silver highlighter in it.

The frantic teenager hood behind the valley between two buildings as police cans past him.

“This …… this never happened before,” Scott said while clutching his head.

Scott loosened his grip around his head as he heard a separate pattern of footsteps follow him.

“Smell like a Vamp wolf” A 250 lb thug appeared with two biker thugs by his side.

" Looks like he had a little snack and did not bother to share." one of the things added.

“We’ll just have to settle for this half-wolf punk.” The third thug said.

Conflicted by the life that he took away Scott tackled with an internal compulsion to find off the thugs.

“Leave me alone, please…. I…… just want to go home Scott pleaded.

“I just won't go home.”

The thugs mocked him with their teeth growing fangs and their figures pro-producing talons.

“Don’t you know it’s a full moon, half breed?” The leader smirked.

Scott curled to his knees as the pulsating feeling he experience became worse.

“That means it is time for our dinner. Looks like you’re the main course.”

The savage thugs lingered to Scott as he cringed to the permanent underneath him.

“Stop it, Stop it.”

Scott murmured to himself.

The werewolves attacked Scott as his body drastically shifted into an eight-foot muscular wolf humanoid with grayish blue fur and long, furry wings on his back.

The vamp wolf stroked down the leader of the pack slashing away at his chest while the other werewolves pounced oct, Scott.

But before they could make contact Scott’s body transmitted into smoke.

The werewolves dog-piled on their leader as Scott reemerged and thirsted his claw through one of the thugs.

As the werewolf fell to the ground the last remaining thugs leaped toward Scott in a blind fury.

Scott explained his hand, conjuring dark energy that forces the attacking werewolf in midair and slammed him in the wall on his right knocking him unconscious.

Scott. Scott.

A strange voice echoed in Scott’s mind, causing the vamp wolf to clutch his head, and let out a mold roar that ended with an explosion of dark energy that leveled the entire black.

A thick cloud of debris riddled the area with collapsed brinks and stone. The young vamp wolf reverted into his human form as he laid unconscious in the rabble.

Their figures zoomed around him all in white & black, so it is looked around the damaged area.

“Guess the mutts did their jobs after all”. The female Asian agent said.

“The princess will want her half-brother alive. For now.” said the male dark-skinned agent.

“Then it’s settled”.

The male cause’s agent said. Daisy. Lincoln lets like this half-blood home”.

The agents often drive an armored truck with Scott chained in silver still unconscious.

“You are sure those chains will hold him & Winston?” Linen asked. The thugs.

“Those chains were enchanted by the princess’s spellcaster.

“Even if that half-blood goes into his vamp wolf from those chains will keep him tied up”.

Who is this spell caster anyway?” Daisy as she drove the truck. Ground

“No one knows. Princess Dola keeps her fae secret. Even from her royal ground

“Whoever he is, I just hope his magic is…”

The van was struck down by my stocked blast of blue magic and slid on its side crashing into the building on the left.

The guards swooped out of the van eager to find the cause of the attack.

“What the hell was that?” Winston yelled.

“You were the one driving your dumb bitch”. Lincoln snarled at Dairy.

“Screw off, Asshole”.

The two guards sprouted their fangs and stared hostile expressions at each other.

“Knock it off, you two”. Winston yelled zooming between the two. We got bigger problems than your egos.

“He’s right you know.”

The vampires looked toward the heaping pile of burning smoke as an Asian teenage girl with a long, pink mohawk wearing a blue, amber crop top.

She emitted mystical energy from her hands.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Sardonyx Pryde. The last witch you’ll ever see”.

The pink-haired enchantress floated three inches from the ground with an overconfident smirk on her face.

“No one said we’d be dealing with a tea. Lincoln complained”.

“Stop whining and kill this bitch.” Winston yelled.

The ground polled out shotguns composed of strong blue metal and unleashed a fury of bullets on the young witch.

“Misisti iram a trabem de mundi erinys” Sardonyx chanted as she projected a rainbow-colored beam to eradicate the bullets aimed at her.

The vampires desperately leaped away from the magical attack as they took their positions to attack again.

“Eorum arma et adolebit sicut infernum.”

The shotguns began to burn in their hands causing them to drop the weapons.

“Screw off,” Winston said as he stretched out his arms. The Vampire conjured discarded debris off the ground through dark energy from his hands.

“Let’s See what you got.”

Winston projected the items at Sardonyx all at once.

“Da mihi, cum agilitatem.” the witch uttered.

Sardonyx Sprinted with a barrage of rainbow lights behind her, moving at unmeasurable speed as she dodged Winston’s attack.

“Hey, you idiots. Waiting for an invite?” Winston snapped to his partners.

Daisy leaped in and released a sonic scream projected at Sardonyx.

At every turn, the vampire enforcers found themselves to be at a disadvantage against the strange witch's vast arsenal of mystical enchantments.

“Molior scuta arrectis luminibus.” Sardonyx chanted.

She spread it out her two arms as rainbow constructs of what appeared to be a circular shield generated above each arm.

She then threw each of the Shields at the vampires in which they narrowly avoided.

But the teenage witch slammed her hand on the ground casting a barrier of hard light to absorb her attack.

Lincoln took this moment to disappear in a cloud of smoke only to reaper behind Sardonyx.

As he leaned in to bite upon her neck, Sardonyx radiated a blinding light, burning Lincoln’s skin as he teleported away.

The vampires shielded their eyes as they stopped their assault.

“We can’t stay here. “Daisy screamed in pain as Sardonyx’s light burned at their skin.

Dammit. Lincoln, get us out of here Winston yelled.

Lincoln grabbed on to his allies and teleport for from the enchantress.

Sardonyx shut off her light and climbed in the van to find Scott bound in chains.

“Tollere haec catenis.”

The chain withered into nothing as consciences.

“Scotty. Are you okay? “

Scott shook his head before answering the young witch.

“Hey sis, what I miss?”