Vindicator

Prologue

It was in times like these that I truly felt as though my world was no more permanent than the rising and falling of the moon. With each night brought a new sliver of light, bathing the ground more so allowing me access to what seems like a higher power.

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The nights light seemed to aluminate the multitude of scars that littered my figure, scattered apart as one might sprinkle glitter. Each one holding a different story and kill.

Running down the length of my thigh laid a scar where jagged claw marks had left their imprint, staking a claim against my life. It had been clear at the time I was going to die, the thoughts of the life I was going to loose and all the firsts I would never have seemed to flash before my eyes like a scene playing out. I was laid down on the ground motionless as the rocks and twigs beneath me dug deep into my skin leaving small cuts along my once clear flesh. The wolf had approached me in what seemed light a blur of power and speed. Lunging forward his claws extended and dug into my skin, not an ounce of humanity were in his eyes as he tore into a young girl. The pain had been red hot seeming to build up and burst in an almighty heap, scream after strangled scream had left my lips in a useless attempt of making the wolf feel pity.

But monsters don't feel pity.

That wolf had been my first kill, but not in cold blood or even vengeance. Instead in gratitude for it was he who had shown me what him and his kind were truly capable of. He had wiped away all doubts I had about the course I was raised up to fight along side. It was thanks to him that I became the hunter I am today, ruthless and unforgiving much like he once was.

He was the one to blame for my killing's, not me.

The scar left behind seemed like a reminder that never should you let your guard down for even a split second, as the most innocent looking creature can be the deadliest.

Since that day I wore my scars with pride, they were a mark of my trade and survival. Others may look at me with pity or disgust. But do I care?

No.

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A/N

So obviously this is a new story, haha.
I'm gonna put it straight out there and say that this isn't going to be a cliche werewolf book, although that might be cliche of me to say, I don't know...

My song for this chapter is called Bones, it is by MS MR, if you know them then you are an amazing person! I kinda thought the song matched the chapter a bit...

Anyway, I'd love to hear what you think so far and I look forward to posting future chapters!

Isabelle XO

(Maybe like 1 vote and comment before I post the next chapter, I'm not one to normally ask for that but you never know!)