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she looked at him and titled her head. "Why?" she never understood. "you ar the second person to say so...what makes it good to be aroudn me when so many peopel hate me?"

she frowned. "how much time from the night do we have left?" she asked, trying to shake off a few thoughts before they got into her head. she needed to be thinkign clearly. this was important.

she nodded and pushed herself up using the wall. "Not far from Zander's grave, there's a house. we shoudl have enough time to get there. i can lead you."

she straightenend her back and walked forward, trying to ignore the pain in her side. so what if the damn bullet wound opened up again? so what if it hurt like a dagger in her side? she walked forward, out the mouth of the cave and stopped bya tree, waiting for him. she didn't think she was going to make the trip in time...she might have to force him to run ahead later on.

"Don't have to tell em that." she smiled, continuing forward as she ignored the pain in her side. she kept her cloak carefully wrapped over her, after all, she was only wearign a shirt underneath and she felt embarassed. she sighed, looking up at the small sliver of the moon reforming.

"I don't know if you know about werewolves...because you're a vampire. but the myths say that if a person is bitten, they will ebcome infected. that bites, or bites, will slowly spread the lycanthropy through the person, whether it's through blood or saliva, or whatever it is that makes humans transform....but, i was not bitten. i was at home, a werewolf burst in. and instead of biting me, it ate me....." she shuddered. "it attacked me and tore my torso right in half....and then it consumes half of me...because of that, my lycan form is different. zander called it a cruel mockery..." she shooked her head. "a cursed werewofl..."


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"i don't think it meant to." she said softly, continuing forward with a small bit of trouble as she rubbed the wound sorely. "it wanted to have fun, a live kill. most werewolves protect humans and just hunt animals. but for every good one, i suppose their is a rogue one. instead of finishing me and eating me, like most werewolves who are desperate enough to attack people, it wanted to have some fun. it decided to rip offf my arm, then my legs, then chew on my stomach awhile. then it just up and left. i was in terrible agony, that i remember clearly......." she walked on quietly for awhile, then spoke again. "because of advanced healign powers...my body coudl rebuild itself, somehow. it hurt just as much to regrow as it did to be torn apart."

"and that isn;t the worst of it...either...." she said softly. "the scariest thing of being in my werewolf form...of being an actual lycan, is that there is another part of me. it's not like a voice in your head, it's like a whole other person inside you. feeling out of control...." she stared at the groudn while she walked. "Zander said it didn;t feel that way for him, that his lycan side fused with his human mind. but mine does not. it clashes, and it fights me. it hurts to think, like my head is gonna explode. giving in is the quickest way to stop it, even if giving in is wrong. and sometimes, when i turn back into my human form, i can't even remember what i did is a lycan...i'll just wake up in a pool of dead bodies, or a sea of blood....." she clenched her fists, then snarled at the ground. "it shouldn't be this way...." she punched her fist into a tree. "dammit...after everything.....it shouldn't be this way...not again....not after i got rid of it....why?" she winced her eyes shut and punched the tree again, pain splitting through her kunuckles. "why?"