Twilight Vampires vs. Wearwolves

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(Vampires and Wearwolves History #2 no one is allowed to use characters from the book, just the idea behind it. One special ability is allowed for each character.)
The tribe of wearwolves north of Nome, Alaska and a family of vampires on the nearby preservation have a delicate situation.
Two non "vegitarian" vampires have been haunting the city, killing off humans in a feeding spree. The wearwolves are holding the Robinson family to blame for the deaths because of the aquantaince theyr share with the two fresh hunters, but the Robinsons claim that since the killings were on wearwolf turf, it makes it their responsillity.


Jennifer ran. It was all she could do to stop thinking about the deed.
"I've killed another human!" her mind screamed. She had to forget. She had to try and remember what Mr. Robinson had told her.
"You don't have to kill. You can fight the hunger, sustain it with other animals"
"BUT I CAN'T!" She yelled allowed, the echo bouncing off of the chilled terrain around her. She stopped running. The cold reflected how she felt, both figurativly and literally. Her crimson eyes scaned the area, trying to get her barings. There was nothing... nothing but the wind.  

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John smelled blood and the stench of a blood sucker. The musk of the two was sickening and made his stomach churn, but he followed. He had to, duty called, the pack was counting on him.
But the smell was awful.
The train led to a baren landscape far ouside of Nome. This wasn't pack territory, he was in no man's land, near the Bering Land Bridge Preservation. Thats when he saw her.
She was standing in the middle of nowhere, like a blood soaked statue in a frozen gallery.  

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Jen turned when she heard it, the sound of snow giving way under feet... large feet.
He was down wind so she couldn't pick up a scent, but she felt the hair on her neck rise... It was one of them. Thoes hotblooded wolves.
She waited to see what he would do.
"I could probly outrun him long enough to make it to the preservation," she told herself, wondering if she was trying to convince herself or the man in the distance who couldn't hear her.
She recognized him from before her change. They had been aquantences of a sort. Meeting in a night club under strange circumstances caused them to become very close and very distant, very fast.
And here he was with a look of murder in his eyes. Thoes eyes that looked straight at her soul...
if a vampire can be said to posess one...  

[Bluberry_mist]

He stood there... very still, looking at the blur where her eyes would be, but the distance betweent them didn't make seeing easier, even for non-humans.
He recognized her from the night club, when she'd been human, just three weeks ago. One of the younger members of the pack had desided intoxication was exciting and got drunk in front of the humans... John was nearby and had been sent to keep the pup's temper under control while in the crowd, but even with the immediatle mind connection, he couldn't stop the change. The pup had cornerd the same girl that stood about a quarter a mile in front of him... He'd tried to seduce her in his druken state, and became frustrated with her lack of interest... He transformed in the back of the club, and it was seconds before someone in the black lighted techno mass saw.
But the girl understood in the necessary second. She had seen John standing there with a look of terror, and the transformed monster looking cornered and sick. The girl had thrown open the exit near her and ran into the croud to the dj's stand... John heard her make some announcement that she was "getting married" the next day and wanted some suggestions for last minute freedom fun. It was enough of a distraction to get the confused pup out and the shreds of clothes picked up.
The pack was indebted to the now monster infront of him... with human blood on her.  

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Jen stood still... Her hair, the color of soft orange soda, waved as a beacon. Terror thickened around her and she fealt her feet shift as the snow around her feet became compacted and hard like the ice underneith.
"The preserve is right over there" She yelled out, hoping wearwolves could hear better than humans.
She was terrified and her voice showed it, though her face remained still and cold as her surroundings. her green sun dress twirled lightly as the wind blew in her face. All was cold. She was cold. Life was as cold as the blood stains on her fingers and chin.
"They won't let you touch me there!" she yelled again. The threat may not make an impact because she could very easily never make it to her safe haven.