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It was a cold bitter night in the middle of autumn. Colored leaves scattered the ground and misty breaths filled the night, as feet scampered through the streets in a hurry.
Your name is Jane Crocker and you live in the small town of Sequim, Washington along with your little brother John. You can't say that everything in this town is completely normal here. But you also can't say that you don't love it here and what you do here.during the day you're one of the well known and best baker at the local bakery. At night you're a fierce and top of the line hunter of things that lurk the dark.
Tonight happens to be one of those nights but this one is special. Tonight is the night you take your little brother hunting for the first time! You're so hyped for this everything just has to go perfect! Everything your father has taught you is now coming right into play. Now that your father is departed, it's your turn to protect. You grab your rifle and sling it around your shoulder also packing a few knives just in case. Then grabbing a pistol and a few knives for John to use.
Once you're done with that, you go to johns room and give the door a knock."John?" You say softly as you knocked. "Yeah come in!" A reply came just loud enough to hear outside the door. You walk in and find John laying on his bed while one of those stupid nic cage movies play in the background on tv. You never understood why he likes them so much. "John are you ready to head out?" "Yeah just let me go get my shoes." He replies getting up heading for his shoes. "Okay great! Here's a pistol and two knives just in case you run out of bullets or get into close combat. John picked up the weapons and examed it for a moment replying with an 'okay'. You could see that John wasn't all to sure about this. "Hey..look at me." You say, "Everything is going to be fine don't be nervous." You give a warm hearted smile and a confidence booster. John smiled back as he but the knives in his pocket and the pistol in his gun holster. "Just stick with me and everything should be fine! But... If anything does happen, just call our relatives Jake and Jade they'll be happy to help." You try to be optimistic but anything could happen. John returns a nod then you both head out.
The streets are bare and the wind heavy. It's quiet and only street lamps light the darkness almost chilling to the skin. You've spent about thirty minutes searching for any signs of trouble yet non have popped up anywhere. It's strange maybe tonight you actually don't have to hunt for once? No, that's not it of course. I'm a near by alleyway rustling can be heard by a few garbage cans. Ah ha! Finally some action maybe this could be johns first successful hunt! You both look at each other and head nod heading towards the alley. You give a signal for John to stay back as you enter cautiously with your gun pointed at the garbage cans ready to shoot at any moment. You approach the trash cans and see that it's only a cat. You turn back facing John. "It's only a cat!" John nods. As you start heading back, you hear a voice that seemed like it belonged to a female say "get er' Dirky!" Soon you feel a swoosh of cold air right behind you. It's fast and your short hair flows. time seemed to slow. Then you can feel a presence behind you grabbing your arms with a tight grip and holding them in place so you can't move or grab any weapons. Across the alley johns just paralyzed in fear. It's obvious he doesn't know what to do.
The cat you've previously seen walks in front of you and the mysterious presence behind you. The cat released a cloud of smoke and it turned human? Well she looked human. This woman was pale skinned compares to yours. Her eyes a darkish pink and her hair short, blonde, a pink strip on her bangs. She was wearing a black dress, boots, and a weird black hat. Then it clicked. This girl was a witch. You sturggle against the unknown presence but it's no use. Whatever it is its strong and it has no attention of letting go. "Dirky what are we going to do with her?" Dirky? Is that the person who's holding onto you? "It's up to you what you want to do with this one Roxy." The person behind you spoke in a kinda deep monotone voice with a southern accent. Why would someone from the south be all the way up here in Washington? This girl who you've been informed is roxy eyes lit up with excitement. "I could use her for an experiment or turn her into one of my cats!" These words frightened you. Hell no any of this would happen to you. While she went on rambling, you took a risk and elbowed the side of the presence behind you and jerked your head up hitting the individuals jaw hard forcing them to let go. You swiftly turn pulling a sharply carved knife out facing the individual holding their side giving a low hiss. The man was very tall and had blonde styled up hair. He had shades but you could see a faint orange glow behind them. His out fit was black tank top, skinny jeans, and only colored boots. You take the knife and stabbed it straight into his side. He let out another hiss and swing his arm with an abondit amount of strength hitting you straight into one of the sides of the alley knocking your glasses off. Admence pain spreads from your back throughout your body throbbing. You hung your head feeling defeat coming.
Roxy came up to you and lifted your head looking deep into your eyes. Her dark pink eyes glee brightly. She raised her hand with some powder in her hand and said "sleep" then blew it in your face. The last thing you saw was John running away then passed out.