The rogue tries to come at me, but his wounded body makes him slower and I gracefully side step him as he falls over and I stab him in the heart. I can see the pain in his eyes and I almost feel sorry for him, but thats probably cause he's still in his wolf form. I hate torturing them in wolf form, but I remind myself of the murderer inside this wolf.
"Hopefully this will be a warning to your friends." I say to him as his eyes flutter shut. He turns back into his human self. I take the ribbon out of my hair and tie it around his arm. A scarlet ribbon, a trademark of mine. I am after all, the Scarlet killer.
I am the legend wolves use to scare their pups with. I am the thing they fear. I'm seen as murderer in their eyes and I wouldn't have it any other way.
The syndicate were the ones who trained me. My parents were killed on a hunt when I was 10 and since then I hopped around from syndicate member to member, which is pretty special since I am probably the only one who knows what almost all of the syndicate members look like. I've been trained by so many people that my fighting style has a bit of all of them in it.
We are taught to protect those who need protection. Which means taking care of humans. We hunt everything that creates a threat and in this case it was a rouge werewolf.
I take my knife out of the rouge and leave before anyone sees me. I'm speeding off home when I receive a message from the syndicate.
'Good job, Scarlet. We'll rendezvous at our pre-arranged spot at 11h00.'
I enter the flat and I can finally relax and take off my disguise. With my disguise leaves Scarlet. Now I'm looking at Riley.
A seventeen year old who hardly speaks and buries her head in books. You could say I'm socially awkward and prefer to be on my own. I think it's because I've never had the time or chance to deal with normals.
I mean I got the nickname Scarlet because I blush at just about everything, thats how bad it is. Riley isn't badass at all actually.
Scarlet on the other hand is confident and never makes mistakes.
I know it sounds like I have two personalities but I assure you its more like I have an alter ego than anything else. When I was younger it was a defence mechanism. Now it's a great cover.
I hear a beep and look at my phone.
'Cancel tomorrow's meeting, meet now. URGENT'
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The Hunters Alpha
WerewolfThe best Assassin in America, some could say the world, is not what you'd expect. She's young, driven and quiet. She looks like the victim, yet she is the villain in the stories the werewolves use to scare their pups. Her alter ego, Scarlet Kille...
