Chapter Four: The Hunted Becomes the Hunter:

As we hit the highway listening to K-Pop and Pop Goes Punk, we sang to every word like the animals we were.

Singing savage beasts we were.

The other drivers were staring at us, wondering what the noise was all about, so I rolled down the window so that they could hear my solo. When I sang my heart out to the Panic! version of Into the Unknown, the man that was in the truck next to us on my side whistled, and as soon as the high note came, I held nothing back.

My voice was not like an opera singer, but more of a loud angelic tone. The man in the truck gave me a side look that said everything for itself.

He was planning on following us.

Ha! Not on my watch.

As we sped off, trying to leave him behind in the dust, the man actually sped up past us.

"That was weird", Olivia said as she swerved.

Holding onto the seat handle, my heart started to pound in my chest.

Hard.

My witch side told me he was human all the way, but there still was something about him that made him very dangerous. Did he know what we were? Was he a bounty hunter? Or was he a witch hunter?

The perfume was starting to wear off a bit and the other wolves could smell my fear. And of course my sister could also read auras as well.

"Are you alright. I can smell you."

"No. I am not okay. Did you see the way that man looked at us? I could see his aura and it was full of human, but also I think that he's connected to supernatural beings in a way that is harmful to us."

"What do you mean, Serenity?"

I took a deep breath and said, "His eyes told me that he was going to hunt us down. I didn't know how, but then I read him, and I saw nothing but red, black, and purple flames. I don't understand how he had purple in his aura because he doesn't have any supernatural blood in him whatsoever. So, I don't know if his family is and it skipped him, or if he knows about the supernatural world or even worse."

"How could it be worse?", asked Jai.

"Well", I thought, "Maybe he's the descendant of a witch hunter or a werewolf hunter, or maybe even a vampire hunter. Who knows what his intentions are at this point. The only thing we can do is drive faster, don't worry, I'll use an illusion spell so that we won't get caught by the police. Okay? On my word in three, two, one, go, go, go!"

I cast my mental spell and what it did was switch the face of Olivia with the man driver. The cop pulled out of its secret hiding spot on the side of the road and turned on its lights, honking at us.

Still concentrating on his face, as the spell will stop if I stop, I made sure that at the same time his face was magically covered as well. I disguised him as a woman, but one that I had made up.

The cop was coming closer and closer by the second, which meant that I had to change her voice as well. That's just great.

The only thing that made this situation harder for my spell, besides keeping myself out of the picture by turning myself into groceries, was keeping an eye out for the man.

And my plan worked.

The man who was chasing after us with his jacked up pick up truck almost crashed right into us and swerved, then took off like he was in a race.

Tires screeching, smoke igniting, and nowhere to go, I used what was last of my mind to stop him in his tracks.

The police officer got out of his car and went over to him instead. Tired from using three spells at once, I let them go so that the cop could see his real face. And as the cop told him to get out of his car, the man put up a fight, but did what he was told to do.

As the cop checked his ID, we sped off at warp speed, causing the man's truck to rock back and forth. Magic is funny sometimes.

"Phew. That was close", I said.

"Yeah, I'd say so. And I think you were right about that man, little sis," Olivia said to me," I think that man has some dirt on us. I read his mind and his thoughts said, and I quote him on this, ' I knew it. I knew that they really existed. I don't know what they are, but I feel magic in the singing one.' Basically the rest of his thoughts were about his great great great great grandfather being a witch hunter back in Salem times. And not only that. This may come as a shock to you, so I think you'd better sit down for this."

I gave her a look with the cocking of my head and the roll of my eyes and said," I'm already sitting down. And we are in a car."

Jai giggled in the back seat.

Olivia said, almost embarrassed, "Oh yeah, duh."

"Okay, so what did you need to tell me about the many greats grandson of a witch hunter?"

She said," Well, without him even thinking them in the front of his mind, I did a little digging in the back of his mind, and what I saw was no good. He is a firm believer in the supernatural. In his opinion, he thinks that all witches should die. And this is where it gets weirder. He was told by hid great grandmother that she was the last living descendant of the last witch to be burned at the stake. And I could tell from his memories that she practiced witchcraft in private, so therefore, he killed her. Right in front of her husband in broad daylight."

I inhaled a sharp breath, "Wow. That's deeply disturbing"

Jai chimed in, "Did you get anything on werewolves by any chance?"

I looked at her as if to tell her that I wanted to know too.

Olivia sighed, then a moment later she said, "He's a werewolf hunter and he has been tracking us ever since Serenity was turned by Damion a month ago. He was the bartender at the restaurant when she was run out on by her ex. The man hid behind the counter and watched the whole thing take place."

"So, why didn't he come for us then if he hunts werewolves?", I asked, a little scared about what was going to come out of her mouth next.

And I was right.

The next words that came out made my hot blood run cold.

Jai even leaned forward in anticipation.

Olivia said, " That man was born human, but his entire family is supernatural. And he has no family left, if you know what I mean. He is an evil man with evil thoughts, and even his soul is full of darkness. He plans on killing every werewolf and witch and every supernatural in between. And the next victim he is after-."

There was a pause and then I finished the sentence.

My whole world came to a stop in the very moment I spoke the words.

"He wants me dead next."

She nodded, confirming my worst thoughts.

And that was, I had to watch my back for the rest of my life or I had to be hunted, turned into the hunter.