What if...? (Lucas & Victoria)

I walk through the woods, my crossbow in my hand looking around for the supernatural I was hunting. I felt hatred and anger. I just wanted to kill. I know somehow that this is a dream but it feels like it is real.

I walk through the forest soundlessly. My fangs are out and my eyes are red. I stop as I hear a twig snap. I know it's a a dream, but it feels real. I drop the two drained bodies I've been carrying and cover them in leaves before walking in the direction of the noise. I see a young hunter walkinng cautiously through the woods. Not that cautiously. She's making a ton of noise as she tramples through the forest. I can tell by her stance that she's only armed with the crossbow. Her figures's too tight for their to be anything else. NO hidden daggers. Nothing. Michael's been trying to get me to stop my rage. But I'm done. My emotions are turned off. I feel no pain. I just feel numb. No hatred anymore. Just numbness. I on't even remember really why I turned it off. Something about a girl. I quickly shut off the feelings and rush at the girl. I rip her crossbow out of her hands and toss it across the forest. I pick her up and toss hre against a tree, stunning her. She crumples to the ground and holds her head. I approach her and look down at her. The only thing I want is blood.

I touch my head and feel that it is wet and warm. It is probably blood. I start feeling dizzy, but look at the creature with hate. After I am not the little girl anymore that was alone and couldn't do anything the vampire who killed her father. I never liked hunting. I never wished for it. But I was who I was . And the part of me that was a hunter controlled everything. Even if I don't want to attack, it makes me do it. I grin and close my eyes, while I laugh silently. I have nothing to loose anymore. I have nothing left than my crossbow. Nothing that could help me in my life. "You have no idea what kind of monster you are right? No interest in anything else than your bloodlust. Nothing."

Ilook at her and raise my eyebrows. I feel nothing for this girl. NO mercy, no pity, no shame. A hunter that appears to welcome death, how sad. I look at her. Yes, I am a monster. Controlled by my thirst. No more emotions, no more pain. No guilt, no regret, no fucking hurt. Just numbness. I look at her. I don't have time for this chit-chat

I look at him, nothing than hate on my face. I can see clearer now, even though I can feel the blood soaking in the back of my shirt. I look to my crossbow, way far for me to reach it. Yep, sounds like I have nothing left I could fight this beast with. I would just hurt myself by trying to beat him. I have to go to my cross bow... I look down to the arrows in the bag. I wouldn't e able to just throw them at him.

I smirk. You're more than welcome to throw one of those at me. See what happens. I decide against it. I blur my hand down and lift the bag into the air. I toss it over my shoulder and I don't hear it hit the ground. Good. Or not. I cross my arms and smirk. Oh come on. Not going to fight me? Some hunter you are.

Even though he is a supernatural his bloodlust distracts him. I try to punch him and of course he is faster. But I have something else that hurts every man. I kick him between his legs and run to my cross bow. I fall and crawl the rest and have it in my hands. I shoot one or twice and pin him on a tree. I know I'm not as brave a my dad was, but I don't care about that. I don't spend more time and start running. I don't know what will happen but I am afraid. Fear is like my second name. I'm afraid of living. But also dying.

I growl and rip the two arrows out of my chest. Normally I'd show a bit of mercy. Now. It's gone. I spin the arrow in my hands and sling it straight at her her. It hits her in the thigh and she crumples to the ground. I walk over to her as she slowly attempts to crawl away. I twirl the other arrow in my hand and kick her shoulder so she's on her back. I peg the other arrow straight through her abdomen, successfully pinning her to the ground. You're not very smart, are you. Crossbows are useless. All you've managed to do is tear my shirt. I gesture at my torn shirt and healed skin. Foolish girl.

I scream as he pushes the arrow deep i my skin. I never felt this much pain before. My breathing goes faster. I spit in his face and my head hits the ground. I can see the last arrow that is left and I can reach it. I take it and with all the strength I have left, push it in his chest, where his heart is. I can hear him growl. I know I missed it by millimeters but that's all I could do. My hand is still around the arrow in his chest. I can't move, I feel like I'm paralyzed.

I growl and pull it out of my skin. I fling it into a tree. I cock my head to the side and look at her. You're different. You fight back but your heart's not in it. Why? I look at her.

I laugh at his question, but the pain makes me cry at the same time. "Wow. You really try to enjoy the killing by talking to me. If you are hungry just kill me okay? I never wanted to get in all this. I lost everything because of creatures like you." I groan the pain is unbelievable and horrifying. I take a deep breath and look in his red eyes. It seems like I have to recognize him but I can't.

I rip the two arrows out of her and toss them across the forest. I bite into my wrist and hold it to her mouth. She resists but she has to swallow when she can't breath. Once she's finally swallowed I take my hand away. Her wounds heal. Are you stupid? Do you honestly think anyone would choose to be what I am? I look at her. Anger fills my eyes. Shit, my switch is back on. Emotions, memories, guilt rushes in. I hold my head and groan. I have to go. Your crossbow's over there. I point at the tree and sprint at human speed off into the woods. I let myself fall to the ground against a tree. I hold my head as emotions rush me. Your fault, you lost her, you're a monster, it's your problem, you're the reason they're dead, she died because of you, she left because you were selfish, disappointed, hate, anger,

I can't understand what just happened. A hybrid walks away? Just like that? Why didn't he just kill me? I don't need any pity of a bastard like that. I stand up and hold my head. I can hear an aggressive scream coming not far from where I am. I know it's the hybrid. Anger is on my features as I walk back to him and scream at him. "Is that a fucking joke you ass? Are you trying to do a weird psycho thing with me so you can watch me running and then you kill me? Why don't you just do it? I can see that your switch is off. Believe me it will not hurt you. And I guess my blood is tasty."

I glare at her and hold my head. Fuck off. My emotions are back on. You fucking made me turn them back on. Get out of here. I groan and try to swallow down the guilt.

I swallow. "What is wrong with you? Why don't you just kill me?" I say and look at him. Why don't I listen to him and just leave? Why am I so stubborn? I should just run away befor he seriously changes his mind.

I shake my head and glare. Get out of here before I decide to flip my switch off again. I swallow .

I look at him for a moment and turn my back to him and walk slowly to the other direction. I should listen. But I can't. The last time when I listened to someone my father died.

I raise my eyebrows and sigh as she turns around. I push myself to a standing position. Is there something I can help you with? I'm a cold-blooded killer, remember? You're supposed to run.

"If you are a killer, then tell me why did you heal me?" I have to know it. I want to know it. And I hope he will respond, even though I think that he rather bites a whole in my neck and sucks the life out of my body, like other victims as well. But hey if he does that the hunter's curse would affect him definitely. But I font think that was why he did it. It feels like it is something else

I look at her and shake head slowly. Because you're worth saving. I run a hand through my hair and start walking away from her.

I can't understand the world any longer. What does this suppose to mean? And now he is just walking away? "Wait", I say trying to hold my own anger back. I am still confused and don't know why he is doing it exactly. We still have a good distance between each other but I am closer to him. Something is definitely wrong with this hybrid.

I look at her and sigh tiredly. What? I don't know, maybe you remind me of someone. I run a hand through my hair.

I wonder who it is, even though I shouldn't be so interested. "We'll I guess I'm sorry then, that I remember you of the girl." I clear my throat. I have to remember that he is dangerous but somehow I can't really concentrate on that. It feels weird. "Do I know you from somewhere?"

I shrug my shoulders. Maybe. I cock my head to the side as I hear a howl. Shit. It's a full moon. Get up into that tree, now. I gesture to the tree behind me. I don't know why, but I feel the need to protect her. I will protect her. I barely have time to blink as a wolf leaps from the brush straight at the girl. I launch myself at the wolf and tackle it to the ground. I lock my arms around the beast's neck and snap its neck to the side. It rolls off of me in a heap. I look around me as I'm now surrounded by a group of five wolves. I don't flinch. I'm not afraid. I'm trained for this. Get up into the tree, now. I say to the girl who's now paused halfway up the tree.

I look at him and the wolves that surround the tree now. I keep climbing but I don't like it. Somehow, even though I should hate him, it feels like something is wrong with the whole situation. I should stand next to him and help him instead of climbing on a tree like a fearful cat.