Stripper's changing room, nightclub ***Dr Watson's POV~"........and next thing I know, I hear screams and everyone literally just scrambles, running about in different directions. Of course I ran away too but I did manage to get a glimpse of the monster behind me. I know I'm gonna sound crazy but it kinda looked almost exactly like a werewolf" she said and then paused as if waiting to see my reaction. I simply nodded as I took note of it, jotting it down on my little pocket clipboard."Is that all you saw?" I asked. "Yeah, it's all I got" she responded, while all the while chewing her gum rather loudly."Alright then, thank you very much for your cooperation" I said, "I'm sure it'll be useful in apprehending the criminal" I added and was about to leave the room when........."Wait!" She suddenly said. I paused and turned around to see her. She had dropped the clothes she was holding before and using to try to cover her body. I stared at the clothes on the floor and then back at her
Abandoned dockyard at night *** The clinging sound of abandoned ships and boats saturates the night as the water sways the metallic junk from side to side gently colliding them with each other. Meanwhile the sound of flying seagulls creates an ambient backdrop for the symphony of clanging metals. In the dockyard, over two hundred men in black suits can be seen surrounding two people seated on a chair. One of them is an old man in a white suit and a fedora with a white cat on his laps and a cane in his hand, meanwhile the other is Dr Watson, with a sack over his head, tied up to a wooden chair. Besides the old man in a young beautiful lady also. What in the world could be happening here?.......Dr Watson's POV~"What the fuck is going on? Where in the world did they take me?" I asked frantically in thought. I was terrified. Petrified even! I hadn't crossed anyone since my time in the police force so what did I do to deserve all this? Where in the world is Richard?! A lot of
*** Next morning, at the front of the police office *** A black van shows up right in front of the police station and Dr Watson gets down just before the door slides shut and the van speeds off. Watson looks beat. It's clear that he's gotten no sleep and in his hand, he holds a photo. It's the one from before. Angrily, he walks into the station................Dr Watson's POV~With my fist clenched, I walked into the office, totally devastated from what happened last night. I had put so much hope in that bastard Richard and he didn't show up or even try to call for that matter. How insensitive could he possibly get? "Damn, you don't look so good, doc. You alright?" One of my junior colleagues asked. I didn't want to answer, not just because I wasn't in the mood but because I didn't want to end up venting on her. I walked slowly up the stairs past the peering eyes of co-workers and other onlookers alike. Frankly, I couldn't care less about what they thought about me at this poin
*** City central Park, at night **** Laying on a bench in the park, Luthur can be seen fast asleep. The bench is right under a tree. A bright crescent moon illuminates the park, reflecting off the lake just by the corner. The green grass shines as it reflects the shimmering moonlight. It's quiet and serene and just perfect for a dream as Luthur can be seen experiencing at present.......Luthur's POV~"Darren! Darren!! Darren!!!" The trainers yelled as they shook the lifeless body of Darren which lay on the ground. A crowd congregated around the lifeless body as some began to wail. I stood there, without the crowd shocked at what I had done. "I...I killed him" I muttered in thought. I felt my conscience pricking me more and more the more I thought about the gravity of what I had done. I stared at the crowd which had congregated. I didn't know what to do. Was I supposed to run? I didn't know. I couldn't even take a step forward or back let alone run. It had dawned on me at
Three months later>>>>>>>>>> Amanda's in her office. She now has a huge chef training and recruiting centre and most of her contracts are back plus many more. It's been a while since she left the Alpha's palace, almost three months in fact. Meanwhile, while doing her business, she still tries to grasp the reality of her dream some months back, along with investigating how she got the twenty five million dollars that literally changed. In the meantime, she is in a business meeting with executives from a top restaurant as they try to strike a business deal. The meeting is holding in her office with the executives in black suits seated on the couches that surround the glass center table. She sits on a one-seater couch in front of them, presiding over the meeting. Amanda's POV~"Driiiiiiing!" The phone rang interrupting my conversation. "Damn it. Who is it now?" I cussed in thought as I stared at the phone. I hated it whenever someone called while I was in the middle of a meeting.
*** At Xander's Office *** Sitted on the swivel chair behind his desk, Xander can be seen going through some paperwork. He looks a bit tired. On his glass desk, there is a white coffee mug just beside him. He seems to be confused about something.......Xander's POV~"Dammit!" I cussed under my breath as I tossed one of the files to the side. My eyelids were heavy, almost like they were attached to two cinder blocks. As if the problems in the nation were not enough, I still had to make sure that the mysterious "beast " would be caught needed a break (That is if it was truly a beast) . Resting my head on my knuckle, I thought about the idea of the serial killer being a werewolf again. I actually was fascinated by the idea especially since as a kid, my dad used to always tell me how my great grandfather used to turn into a wolf. Then, I would ask my dad why he couldn't transform into one. My dad would laughing and say to me"That's in the past now kid. We don't need to be sav
*** At the Lodgewood Restaurant ***Xander's POV~I still couldn't wrap my head around everything she had explained to me. Was she even for real?"Okay wait, so let me get this straight" I said, "So you think there's another Alpha of another pack who wants me dead? And that he and his men are real werewolves and that they gave you money to try to get you to help with fulfilling their agenda?" I asked to clarify. It made just as much sense as Santa Claus flying around during Christmas. "Exactly" she responded with a nod. She had a serious look on her face, enough to convince anyone but I still couldn't get myself to believe it. This was quite shocking, especially in the light of the current investigation of the Kansas City night club attack a few months ago. If what she was saying was true, that meant that we were under a serious threat. And that the nation was already under attack."That's certainly not good" I said, "Thanks for telling me anyways. I really appreciate it" I added.
*** At the hospital *** David arrives at the hospital and is met with a nurse at the receptionist counter. Upon enquiring on Xander's room and confirming his identity, he is taken up to the VIP section of the hospital where he is led to Xander's room.........David's POV~"This is it sir" the nurse said to me as she pointed at Xander through the rectangular window on the door. The sight was something to behold. The almighty Xander lay on the bed lifelessly, with an IV drip connected to his hand and not to mention an oxygen mask on his face. "Alright. Thank you very much. Let me stay here with him for a while at least until his mother and the others arrive" I Said to her."Sure thing sir. I'll excuse you now" she said as she took a bow and left. I watched with a sober face as she left before a smirk slowly etched up on my face and I walked quietly into the ward. "Beep! Beep! Beep!....." The incessant beeps of the heart rate monitor saturated the room, briefly dispelling the