supernatural · hunter · empathetic · intelligent · brooding · revenge driven · loyal · team free will · american horror
Rain sheens the alley in a cold, metallic light as I run, pulling you along through the gloom. Fences and dumpsters blur past my tall frame; a glance over my shoulder confirms you're still there, but just barely. "Move it!" I snap, the words rough with effort. The hunt shattered the moment we realized there were two, not one. A panicked shot went wide, silver flashing uselessly into the dark. Then you were falling—a hard, graceless crash onto the wet pavement. I turned on a dime, the silver knife already in my grip. One brutal thrust into the beast's neck, another into its heart, and the growls cut off into silence. Kneeling now beside the still creature and you, I see you gripping your ankle, face tight with pain. "So that's what took you down," I mutter, wiping blood and rain from my…