They all watched as the child choked in the clearing that the Moon Goddess possessed. He clutched his neck with pale, strained hands as his face grew from red to blue to purple. In the light, he seemed like a crystal about to shatter as his shift ran through him, over and over again; his nails lengthened before drawing back; hair grew from his every pore before retracting back into the skin; his eyes grew wide from the pain he was experiencing.

And his pack just watched.

They did nothing to save him from his failed shift—the Goddess had abandoned him to suffer as an unknown being.

But then—

Bang!

All the wolves turned to look at my as the sound of my shot rung out; the child lay in the grass, still as can be.

What? I had to do something. I'm a Hunter for a reason and we can't have failed werewolves on the prowl. Anyways, at that time, the werewolves all started turning on me, and I realized:

Oh hey, I did something stupid!

So I did want any other Hunter or human in my place would do.

I fucking ran!

And that's my report, Hunter James.

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Hunter James looks at the trainee before him, who is looking as proud as can be with dirt and blackish blood dried and splattered all over them. He gave a sigh before returning his pencil back down to continue documenting their report. "Is that all?" He asked warily.

Sadly, they brighten at the question, giving him a big tooth smile. "You're probably wondering how I got this shit ton of blood and crap all over me, Hunter James."

"I was not, and watch your language Gage, you're not with one of your friends here."

Gage pouts for a moment before they smile again. "Weeeelll, I ended up killing three MORE werewolves, though one of them did bite me."

The Hunter doesn't even look up; he just continues writing his report. "Did you take the vaccine before going?"

"Of course I did!" Gage gives the Hunter a really pissed look. "I may be reckless but I'm not stupid."

"Well I'm glad you know that." He mutters lowly, ignoring the trainee when they ask what he said. Hunter James then peers up at them, eyes narrowing in displeasure. "My real question is why you didn't take your assigned angel to help you deal with those mutts."

The kid finally has the right idea to look guilty. They scratch the back of their head, looking everywhere but at their superior. "Uhm...Lapis was tired this morning—"

"Angels can't get tired, Gage."

"W-well!" Gage goes silent. "Yeah...so I may have restrained him. Not for a long time, just for a bit, so I could leave."

"And you thought this was smart."

The trainee's shoulders sag. "At the time yes."

"And now?"

"Stupid. I was stupid." He mutters.

"Okay then," Hunter James closes his notebook, "That's it then."

Gage looks up, surprised when Hunter James walks past them to leave the room. "Really? That's all?"

The Hunter looks back at him, eyes raised. "I'm sure your angel has some words to say with you, Gage."

And at that moment:

"GAGE! YOU LITTLE DUMB MORTAL TWIT! COME BEFORE ME SO I MAY KICK YOUR ASS!"

They winced at the loud voice echoing through the compound. Then, they turned to the man hopefully. Their face fell when he waved them off.

"Nope, that's your price to pay." The Hunter opens the door, patting his growling belly with his free hand. "See you at dinner." The fluttering of wings sound close. "Or not."

Then the hungry Hunter left the poor Gage to their utter doom.

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(This is just a test of a world I made during the Summer; I had loads of free time nearing the end. It isn't meant to be anything, also, I can't do old prompts on my computer, only the newest ones. ToT

Thx for reading if you did. And tell me if stuff is italicized because I can't tell on my computer.)