TEEN WOLF IMAGINES

Derek Imagine (Requested)

(Your POV)

It was dark out but it wasn't hard for me to track of the footprints. The rest of the hunters followed close behind me. I held my gun out in front of me so that if something happened, I was ready.

"They went this way" I heard someone whisper. I frowned. The footprints were leading the opposite way.

"No they went this way" I have whispered.

"No they didn't." A voiced argued back with me. I waited till all the other hunters left in the wrong direction.

"Typical." I shook my head and followed the footprints to the correct location. I heard growling and someone being thrown back and forth.

I picked up my pace and ran to the noises. I saw too bodies fighting each other. One had red eyes the other had blue eyes.

Werewolves

The one with red eyes had the one with the blue eyes pinned to the ground, he raised his hand getting ready to slash the beta's neck.

I took my chance I shot the werewolves two times in the chest. I heard a whimper and rustling of leaves and then the red eyed werewolf ran off.

I stepped forward to the wounded beta on the ground. He scooted towards the tree behind him, he made him self sit up. I held my gun pointed at him with my right hand and my left hand held a flash light that shinned in his eyes.

"You can put the gun down." His deep voice spoke softly. His eyes disappeared from blue to greenish brown color in a matter of seconds.

"Why would I listen to you." I spat at him and he chuckled. Which made me mad.

"Well if you wanted me dead, you would have already had it done." He shrugged. I recognized him from somewhere but I couldn't remember.

A silence hung in the air with just me pointing the gun at him while he stared at me. I heard footstep coming towards us. I raised my finger to my lips, to tell him to stay quite.

I turned off my flashlight, and turned to the sound. Something I shouldn't have done. While I was distracted by the wounded man in front if me, he came up close to me. Making me feel something I couldn't feel.

"See you around" he whispered in my ear and ran off. Before I could chase him down or anything. I was greeted by the rest of my family members.

"We lost you, did you catch anyone?" My brother said with a heavy breath from running to where I was.

"Uh, just two werewolves fighting." I paused.

"And?"

"And nothing." I shrugged. "The one was wounded by me and the other ran off before I was able to do anything." I shook my head.

"Uh huh." He looked at me. "Just don't tell mom or dad, they'll question your sanity."

"Yeah." I said as my brother started to walk back to where everyone else was. I turned back around to look at where the guy might have ran off to. I raised my right hand to scratch my head.