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[SCHREIoutLOUD]

IC: Alright, for some strange reason I've been dieing to make some sort of werewolf fanfic, though I have no idea why. Atleast you'll get to see werewolves from My point of view. Yes, the boys are going to be in here.. but You must realize this.. they have all been friends and formed there own little band called Tokio Hotel, but settled down after their first European Tour. But, I will begin later tonight, I'm going to be going home from Maine in a Few Minutes. So, what would you think of having these boys as werewolves in a werewolf Fan Fiction?

[luvukaulitztwins]

OMFG I LIKE IT =]

[schrei.in.die.nacht]

that sounds like it would be really cool

[BlondPunk]

It sounds interesting :]

[TH_luv]

ja sounds cool to me ^_^

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

OOC: Alright, so right now I have Microsoft word up, I’m in Kennebunk Maine… almost home people! So I just randomly decided to start writing, and I’m in the front seat of my Dad’s little Honda Civic, hoping he isn’t reading over my shoulder! Because I hate when people do that, ANYWAYS! By the time you read this, I’ll probably be home.. so everything I just said above won’t make sense anymore. Uhm, yeah that just sounded Dumb. OH LOOK THERES A **** TURKEY ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD! *shuts up* Okay, Let me start typing up this fanfic. XD

Some Information before I begin: All language in this Fanfic is German, though the wolves can’t actually speak, all other language in this fanfic is German, though I will be writing it as English.

IC:

Swift paws thundered through the weaving dirt path in the woods in the outskirts of Germany. A Pack of ‘wild dogs’ thundered through the woods, muscles rippling beneath the thick shaggy fur. A Single male, much larger then the rest, his tail and head held high in dominance, lead the army of wolves through the thick forests. The Leader, a tall muscular male, also slightly older then the rest of the pack, stopped dead in his tracks, throwing back his massive block head and parting his jowls in a lunar song. From behind the dark agouti male leader, a lightweight reddish hued female came, taking her spot beside him and joining in on the chorus. The rest of the pack began to join in, celebrating the run with the moon. All but one, a tall lean female stood out from the pack, just staring at the others as if they were crazy. Her long silky creamy white fur blowing slightly in the breeze, piercing ice blue optics locked in on the pack as the vocals began to die down and the pack began to separate.

Several of the wolves nodded at the only white female, sitting beneath an oak tree as they dispersed into the woods to take back the only form they could be seen in daylight with. The sleek red female trotted over to the white female, ’Yana, if you’re going to run with the pack, you might as well act like you’re enjoying it.’ the red female snorted. Yana, the younger white female, snapped back baring the sharp canine teeth at the red female, ’Pfft you wish Lykeria, now beat it mother. I don’t have time to deal with you, I’m meeting up with Suri.’ Yana muttered back to her mother in wolf-speak. ’Suit yourself kid, but your father isn’t going to be happy with you runnin’ off from the pack meets.’ Lykeria, Yana’s mother and also the wife of the pack leader grumbled back to her daughter, taking off into the woods after her beloved mate, John.

Yana snorted, and casually sauntered into a clearing, as the change began to take over. Bones crunched, her tail seemed to disappear into her body like air, her toes lengthened into nimble fingers, rear legs lengthening and crunching as the paws turned to narrow furless feet. Her back arched, grinding as it adjusted to human shape. The white tufted ears disappeared into her skull, her muzzle looking as if it was being pushed forcefully back into her body, jaw slowly turning to a ‘normal’ size. Yana stood naked in the clearing, feeling helpless in her skin, her dyed black hair hung straight just barely below her shoulders, layered and tipped with a deep red color. The long legged teenager reached for her clothes apon a log about two feet away from her, she reached over for them, pulling on her boy cut panties from American Eagle on, slipping her Black bra and a white cami. She reached for her grey skinnies, sitting on the log as she pulled them up to her waist, adjusting the studded leather belt to her size. She reached for a black T-shirt with music notes all over it, slipping it over her head, pulling it down slightly over her belt so there were no wrinkles in the shirt. Yana fumbled with her hair for a moment, and checked her pocket to make sure her keys were still in them. ’Good’ she thought to herself, feeling the keys to her dark red Mustang in her pocket. Yawning, Yana stepped into her black Vans, not bothering to put on socks.

Tired from the night run, even though she did not run with the pack, the 17 year old set off for her car in the parking lot about half a mile from where she now stood.

Should I add more now?

[ChOcoLaTe_CuP_CaKe]

yea you should!

its really good!

i like it <3333

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

OOC: I’m glad to see some people like this fanfic, I decided to cram a few of my passions into one fanfic, so this should be interesting. XD Anyways, sorry if I skip around a bit… I’m a roleplayer.. so I’m used to having people reply to what I post instead of writing everything on my own! So this is going to be a little difficult for me, But I’ll try!

IC:

It wasn’t long before Yana arrived in the empty parking lot of the nature preserve the pack had broken the gate into to go on tonight’s run. Yana’s black tipped nails reached into her pocket, pulling out the set of keys as she approached her dark red Mustang sitting beneath a street light. The lights flashed on the car quickly as it unlocked, and Yana could hear the doors unlocking. The tall leggy 17 year old strutted around the front end of her car, then around to the driver’s door, peering in the rear view mirror quickly, then opening the door. One leg at a time, Yana crawled in.. relaxing in the black leather seats, admiring the scent of new car and the fresh leather interior. Yana leaned back into the seat, sighing after a long night, and it wasn’t over yet. Slowly she put the key in the ignition, turning until the car came to a start and the CD Player/Radio lit up. Sighing, Yana put the car in reverse and backed up out of the corner of the parking lot, putting the car back in drive and speeding off out of the parking lot down a long winding road. It would take her two hours to get home, two hours to relax and enjoy the long winding roads before she would be back in her hometown of Hamburg. Yana swapped to CD 6 in her CD player, flipping through the songs until she settled on track 8 which was of course ‘Gegen Meinen Willen’ By her Favorite band Tokio Hotel, who had pretty much disappeared off the face of the planet. The song seemed to last forever.. playing over and over as she sped down the roads full speed, never letting up on the gas, just driving.. not caring where she ended up.. she’d end up home no matter which way she went. For some reason, tears began to stream steadily down her cheeks as she listened to the song over and over again, though she was not sure why.

Yana lowered the volume and finally came to a stop at a light, she reached for her cell phone in the cup holder beside her, pressing speed dial two to call her friend Suri. Someone picked up, ”Hello?”, Yana recognized the voice as Suri, ”Hey Suri, You Still up for tonight?” Yana smiled into the phone, ”I Dunno Yana.. I don’t think I’m up for it..” Suri replied sort of quietly, and Yana could hear a male’s voice in the background, ”Oh, I see.. Somebody’s got some ‘company’ over” Yana chuckled, ”Naw, Just my cousin I haven’t seen in years. He Just kind of showed up at My door… Listen, We’re going to have to reschedule going out, I’m sorry, But I’ve got to go..” Suri said back and Yana heard her hang up, ”Well somebody is friendly, Hmmm.. Guess I’ll Just go out myself.” Yana said to herself as she began to pass familiar buildings, she was back home, back in Hamburg.

[BlondPunk]

;D
I luv this fanfic so far...and it has my name in it!!! ;D
Please continue this uberly amazing fanfic :]

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

I know it has your name

And I'm determined to steal your name.

[BlondPunk]

I know it has your name

And I'm determined to steal your name.

:O
How dare you!!!
nein, jk ;]
You can have my name, I'll change my name to something else, like Madison or Mackenzie....

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

*trades names with you*

hahah! Now you have ugleh name!

TAYLOR!

ew.

I go by Tay. Not that that is much better.

[BlondPunk]

*trades names with you*

hahah! Now you have ugleh name!

TAYLOR!

ew.

I go by Tay. Not that that is much better.


No, Taylor is better than Yana.
When you study African countries in S.S. and the teacher says Ghana, they all look at you and most everybody starts calling you Ghana for the rest fo the African study...
-sigh-
And I'm happy with my new name. It matches my freinds name ^_^

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

OOC: Alright, although I seem to have like No readers except for a select few, I’m still going to write the next chapter. XD I know, what short chapters ‘ey?

IC:
Sighing, disappointed that her friend wouldn’t join her to go out tonight, Yana placed her cell phone back in the cup holder. Her natural hazel eyes scanned her surroundings, and she took a left down a shorter road with several bars and apartment buildings. Not more than 300 feet down the road, Yana veered and parked her car in the ‘reserved parking – residents only’ parking spot. As she pulled the keys from the ignition, Yana reached for her cell phone, and purse in the passenger seat and threw her phone into her purse. Yawning, she opened the door and stepped into the lit up streets. ’Eh.. I guess I’ll go to the bar for a bit, seeing I have nothing else to do.’ she thought to herself and set off across the street.

Inside Yana took her usual seat, she could see her ‘friend’ Kaia was working tonight, and she instantly came over to Yana. ”The usual?” Kaia smiled at Yana. Kaia’s long red hair hung just above her waist, she was wearing a tight shirt that made Yana was to vomit since Kaia was not wearing a bra. Yana bit her lip, ”Naw, Just an OJ.” she said back a little uneasily. Kaia raised a brow, ”OJ? Jesus girl, you come into the bar for Orange Juice? Eh.. What ever floats your boat kid.” Kaia shrugged and reached down to a mini fridge beneath the bar, pulling up a small bottle of Pulp-free Tropicana and tossing it over to Yana. As she slowly began to drink the fruity liquid, Yana could sense eyes on her… she turned her head just slightly to see a tall man sitting in the back of the room, his face covered, wearing a heavy black jacket. He was tall, and seemed very muscular, and he wasn’t very skinny, and he was staring directly at Yana. Feeling a little uneasy, she laid down a few bucks for Kaia… and began to make for the door. As she approached the door and pushed it open, she saw the man in the corner slowly get up, still staring at her. Feeling even more freaked out, Yana booked it down the alley next to the bar, in the alley were a few dumpsters where all of the trash was thrown. In fear, the change was starting to take over, but Yana held back the urge to change into her fur. In the dark cool alley, she waited for the stranger causing her the fear to pass, but she could see him at the end of the alley, peering down looking for her.. in his hand… a hand gun. ”I know you’re down there werewolf… I’ve tracked you from the nature preserve…” the mans distant voice echoed in the alleyway.

The change flooded through her, in an instant… Yana was a ball of spitting fur, snarling in the alleyway at the stranger. Muscles rippled beneath her creamy white fur, piercing blue eyes locked on the strange man. Her black lips pulled back to reveal the set of glimmering ivories, with a jaw no longer shaped for words, she snarled at the man, he was a threat to her people.. he knew about werewolves. The punishment, was death. Yana spat and snarled at the man, she was stronger than him, in every form fur, skin, or half changed. ’Let the bodies hit the floor..’ Yana mumbled in wolf speak, there was no choice but to kill him, he was endangering her people, and now that he had seen her in her fur, there was no reason to let him live, he was not family, he was a danger. Saliva dripped continuously from Yana’s jowls, her salmon pink tongue running along her teeth in hunger. The man’s eyes began to widen in fear, he had made a mistake. Her legs tensed, a deep throaty howl escaped from within, eyes narrowing to slits. She lunged, never would she miss.

- -

Yana dragged the body in her jaws, mangled, and bleeding continuously despite it being dead for the past 10 minutes. ’**** where do I put it?’ Yana thought to herself, peering around looking for some place to hide it. She finally settled on stuffing it beneath a dumpster, although it would barely fit beneath it. Paws tried to stuff the body underneath, nails puncturing more wounds into the dead mans flesh.

Every hair on Yana’s body rose as she felt eyes on herself again. A tall young male was walking down the alley, his hair spiked out like some sort of hedgehog. Yana bit her lip, unsure of what to do… Could she pass as a dog? Just feasting on a kill by a human? No, the damages were to Canid made. She bit her lip, and instead tried to wag her tail as the guy approached her. As he came into her view, and his scent flooded into her, she could sense it… she knew who he was… he was no other than Bill Kaulitz, and he wreaked like a werewolf. Surely this was Bill Kaulitz? Of course it was, Yana never failed. ****, he was a werewolf. But how? She had never seen signs in the lead singer of her favorite band.

Bill’s eyes rested on the hand hanging out from under the dumpster, he nodded. ”Change and Come with me…” he said softly as if he were some sort of undercover cop. Yana raised a brow, ’What?’

[ChOcoLaTe_CuP_CaKe]

me likey

must updatey

i like the way u portray the werewolves ... like usally when i think werewolves i c .... big, ugly, michael jackson ....

but in this fic. their portayed more ... i duuuno i'll think of a word ...

ja contiune please <333

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Aww Thanks :]

Yeah, in a way these are werewolves in my point of view.

Though, I do imagine them a bit larger then regular wolves with longer limbs.

[BlondPunk]

Yay! You updated!!!
;DDD
Continue soon :]

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

How's This? If I can get 4 More readers Tonight, I will update. :]

[TanteMegs]

I am sitting at my desk after reading every chapter you've posted and am in love with it. I love werewolf and vampire stories. Matter of fact, one of my favorite author's is Laurell K. Hamilton. I can't wait to read more. Very interesting. Please update quickly.

Megan

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Alright, If I can get one more new person to read this.

I will update the minute they reply to this. XD

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

OOC: Fine. I’ll update. XD

IC:
Without a single word, Bill turned around and began to walk towards the end of the alley, motioning for Yana to follow. She could sense his fear, he was scared, scared of what could happen to him or her if someone found out. Yana bit her lip, wait.. this couldn’t be happening, a Rock Star a werewolf? This was impossible. Surely something was wrong here? But no, It was indeed Bill Kaulitz. Slowly, and near silently… she obeyed, and turned into her skin. Naked once again, she reached for the remainder of her ripped clothes… slipping her shirt and pants on quickly, although her undergarments were no where to be found. Yana found her sneakers, and slipped them on, running down the alley way towards Bill, but slowing as she approached him.

”You’re… Bill.. Kaulitz..” Yana stuttered, unsure of how to act about the guy she had dreamed about half of her life. Bill nodded and peered around the street nervously, ”Nobody saw you.. Right?” his honey brown eyes trailed to meet Yana’s now Hazel eyes. She nodded slowly, blinded by his beautiful features. ”My Apartment is just over there… Come, I need to talk to you.” Yana said softly, and booked it across the street, Bill at her heels. She didn’t want to be seen, she was covered in dried blood, and wet blood of course.

Yana opened the door to her apartment building, grabbing Bill’s hand and dragging him up the stairs behind her to the second floor. She turned to room ‘21’ and opened the unlocked door. Bill pushed himself into the small apartment, and Yana closed the door behind him, then ran to the bathroom leaving the door wide open. She immediately took a tooth brush and loads of toothpaste to her mouth, washing out the horrid stench and taste. At the same time, she turned on the hot water, running her hands beneath it and scrubbing the drying blood off down the drain. ”Not a nice taste is it?” Yana looked up to see Bill leaning in the doorway watching her scrub her hands and face and spit toothpaste into the sink. ”You’re telling me..” she grumbled, giving an expression of discomfort from the taste. Yana pointed outside the bathroom door to the kitchen, ”Feel free to browse around, I’m just going to shower really quick then we can talk..” Yana smiled, her teeth still pointed from not changing fully. ”Certainly..” Bill gave a sweet smile, then closed the bathroom door. Yana could hear his footsteps as he walked around the kitchen, she listened for a few moments, then she turned the hot water on in the shower. Her clothes slipped off like sweat, she threw them in the laundry basket beside the sink. Yana pulled back the curtains to the shower, and stepped in.

The hot water felt good on her skin, she watched the flaky blood become wet and wash clear off with the Cucumber-Melon Body Wash. She reached for her shampoo, squirting a decent amount into her palm and lathering it into her hair. After that was washed out, next came the Conditioner, which was freezing but soothing against her scalp and skin. Yana sighed relieved, enjoying every minute of the shower. Then she realized Bill was still waiting for her, ’Oh ****..’ Yana thought to herself and turned the shower off. Jumping out, nearly falling on her *** as she slipped and slid around the bathroom wrapping a towel around her upper body just below her shoulders. Lucky for her, she could go out in front of Bill in Just a towel, after all… if a werewolf can be in their fur with no clothes on in front of another, why not their skin? Still, Yana kept the towel wrapped tight around her as her hair dripped continuously with water. She opened the door, she just had to run to her room to throw on a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt, then she would talk to Bill. As she stepped out of the Bathroom, she watched Bill’s eyes widen as if he had never seen a woman wrapped in a towel before. ”I guess you haven’t been around many werewolves then..” Yana said, instantly recognizing why Bill’s eyes were widened, ”I guess so..” he smiled back, chuckling a bit.

[TanteMegs]

MORE!!!!!!! I need more to read!!!

Megan

[RetteMich]

post more plz :D

[BlondPunk]

More!!!
Bitte!

[LipsOfAnAngel]

omg!!! i didn't realize that you were updating!!! this is soo good, bill's a werewolf!!!!!! mehr bitte!

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

OOC: Glad to see some people like this :] Sorry if my writing skizzles aren’t very skizzled. Lmao. I lack the ability to write, but… I guess I’ll continue :] Be happy. XD

IC:
Yana adjusted the white towel wrapped around her and laughed softly at Bill, ”Alright, well feel free to get a bite to eat… I made chocolate cupcakes yesterday… Uhm.. yeah.. I’m just gonna’ go throw some clothes on..” Yana smiled and turned down the hall to her bedroom. She could feel Bill’s eyes wander over to her, as she left the room, she heard him take a step forward, then no more steps at all. Yana grinned to herself and opened her bedroom door, which was covered in Poster’s from Tokio Hotel, Green Day, Within Temptation, and many others. She stepped into her dark red room, dropping her towel on the hardwood floor and going over to her pine dresser painted black. Yana opened her top drawer, pulling out a pink bra from American Eagle, and black and white polka dot under wear from American eagle as well. She the went to the bottom drawer, pulling out a pair of Black Harley Davidson Pajama Pants and a Three Days Grace T-shirt. It wasn’t long before she was dressed.

Yana looked over into her mirror, her makeup had pretty much washed off in the shower, but she didn’t really seem to care. She reached for an elastic and her hair brush, pulling her hair back into a bun before leaving the room to go speak to Bill. Yana threw a few bracelets on her left arm, and a black leather choke-necklace. As Yana opened her bedroom door, she cast a quick glance over at her Custom Gibson Les Paul and smiled at her secret hobby. Then, she stepped into the hall and casually walked into the kitchen to see Bill.

Bill was sitting down at the kitchen table, dissecting one of the cupcakes Yana had made the other day. He didn’t seem to notice Yana, and continued to pick at his food, licking the chocolate frosting, then splitting the cupcake in half. Yana leaned against the refrigerator, this time Bill noticed the movement and looked up. ”You Know.. You ear weird.” Yana smiled sweetly at Bill, who blushed. ”That’s what Tom tells me too.” he tried to laugh. Yana chuckled and walked towards the table, pulling out a chair beside Bill. ”So.. You’re a…” Yana started the sentence, but Bill finished for her, ”Werewolf, Yes.. and so are You.” he smiled. Yana rolled her eyes, ”Yes, I really hadn’t noticed I was a werewolf.” She stuck her pierced tongue out sarcastically at Bill who smiled back. ’God his smile..’ Yana thought to herself, pinching her arm to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. ”Why did you just pinch yourself?” Bill asked Yana confused, giving a puzzled expression. ”Uhm.. To make sure I wasn’t dreaming.” she blushed, not wanting to lie to him. Bill gave his signature drop dead gorgeous grin and leaned back in his chair.

”You Know, I’ve been hearing Rumors from a few strays about a pack running about the city, I’m guessing it’s yours?” Bill asked Yana, his eyes filled with questions. Yana nodded, ”Yeah…” she said softly back to him. ”So… Why did you kill that guy?” Bill said, a bit confused, he had obviously been a loner all of his life. Yana bit her lip, ”He wasn’t a werewolf.. he knew about us.. you know the punishment.” Yana frowned, unable to accept the fact she killed someone. Bill raised a brow, ”No.. I don’t know the punishment.. I’ve never lived with a pack… I’ve never been around other werewolves..” Bill said quietly, embarrassed by his lack of knowledge on his own kind. ”The Punishment is death.. – wait?.. You’ve never been around other werewolves? What about your brother? And your parents?” Yana replied to Bill, and asked a question of her own.

”Tom? No.. he’s not a werewolf… Neither are my parents… But my grandfather was I think… I’m the only one.” Bill said softly, looking down at his hands. Yana sighed, ’That must suck growing up and not knowing what’s wrong with you..’ she then spoke softly to him ”You have tainted blood, You have human parents… but… your grandfather was a pureblooded werewolf.. chances are your grandmother was human… things like this happen. Where somewhere randomly along the line, after breeding with humans… a werewolf child appears.” Yana nodded, admiring her intelligence on the subject. ”Really?” Bill questioned, his eyes eager for the answer. ”Really, Really.” Yana smiled back, her eyes sparkling at the moon shone in through the windows in the kitchen and dining room.

[luvukaulitztwins]

OMG AWESOME I LUV IT HOLY **** more plz...

i wanna b in a ff :( oh well :) cant complain

[LipsOfAnAngel]

wow wow mehr bitte!

[BlondPunk]

Mehr bitte!

[schrei.in.die.nacht]

i just read the whole thing.
i love it!
its so descriptive and absolutely amazing.

[TanteMegs]

Dude, this is awesome. I can't wait to read more. Update quickly please.

Megan

[BlondPunk]

Pleeeease don't discontinue! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeassseee!!!

[amandaaraujo]

wow never read a warewolf story awesome love it already please write more :D

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Unfortunately, I'll have to update tomorrow. I'm sorry guys :[

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

As Yana’s eyes traced circles around Bill’s, a strange feeling hit him right in the gut. He bit his lip, unsure of how to act… His insides were churning. ”I think I need to get going…” he coughed, stumbling up a bit. Within a split second, Yana knew exactly what was happening. She held up her hand, motioning Bill to stop and not get up. ”No, I need to ask you something?” She said quite seriously. Bill bit his lip and groaned from the pain within him, ”mm?” he mumbled trying to sound casual. Yana growled lowly, baring her teeth which still held a point. ”You fight the change, you shouldn’t fight it. You can’t..” Yana said softly, reaching for Bill as if about to stroke his cheek. She knew how hard it was to stay human, it was pretty much impossible.. and it seemed as if the change came almost always when you didn’t want it to. ”I’ve fought it before… I can fight it now.” Bill choked, trying to contain himself. Yana snorted, a tuft of fur showing from beneath her tank top. ”No, don’t fight it..” She paused, watching Bill’s pupils as they grew large and dark, pools of darkness. ”Run with me..” Yana barely finished her sentence before fur began to line Bill’s arms. Yana smiled at Bill, walking over to her front door. It hurt her to see him in pain for some reason, though she wasn’t sure why. Bill clutched his stomach and tried to smile at her as he limped out the door Yana opened for him. ”Up to the roof..” Yana said in almost a growl as she slowly began to change in the hall of her apartment building. Bill immediately took off up the stairs that lead to the roof, Yana listened closely as the foot prints changed.. first sneakers… then more tapping and nails.

She yipped with pleasure, letting the change take complete control as she bolted up the stairs. - - With a howl, she reached the top.. her clothes discarded on the stairs leading to the roof. Bill was sitting with his tail wrapped around him, his fur the complete opposite of Yana. He was Tall, and muscular, his fur was young, he was strong. Unlike Yana, he had thick shaggy charcoal colored fur, and unlike her… his eyes did not change color. Was he some sort of different werewolf? A Different breed? Yana had no idea, she had only been around her own kind of werewolf… other than a loner or two which she didn’t really bother to look at. Without a word, Yana came up behind him. Her creamy white fur glowing in the moonlight, a warm breeze sweeping by. Yana took a seat beside Bill, admiring his features from the corner of her eye. She could feel Bill eyeing her as well, so now she knew she had no reason to be embarrassed. She bit her lip, ‘I’ve never seen one like you before.. then again… I haven’t seen many of the German wolves… considering most of my family is American..’ Yana muttered in Wolf Speak. Bill smiled, running his tongue along his pearly white canines. ‘I had a friend once… he was a werewolf also… we used to run along the roof tops, god knows how many times we almost got killed.’ Bill laughed. Yana smiled, her eyes beaming up at Bill. ‘Really? What happened to him?’ she scooted a bit closer to Bill. He didn’t answer. ’**** I asked the wrong question, didn’t I..’ Yana said over and over to herself in her head.

Bill seemed to be deep in thought, staring at the city around him that seemed silent tonight. He had lost Jacoby… **** those who ever think it proper to kill a werewolf. ‘ He was shot…’ Bill frowned, not looking over at Yana who was looking right up at him. ‘But.. we can’t die from bullets.. we heal much faster and easier then humans..’ Yana said softly, confused. ‘Then why did my best friend die?’ Bill said in a bit of a rude tone, which shocked Yana. He frowned instantly, hearing his own voice, ’I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to talk like that.. but… how did he die then?’ – Yana knew the answer way before he had even spoke of what really killed him, ’It was silver..’

[BlondPunk]

:] Oh yeah, Silver....
:]
More please :]

[schrei.in.die.nacht]

grr evil werewolf killers...
more please.

[LipsOfAnAngel]

oooooooooh ****! silver!! mehr bitte!

[amandaaraujo]

ahhhhh poor billy awww **** warewolve huntersss :x :x :x