Four children sat huddled together in an old abandoned house deep in the woods as footsteps echoed off the walls.

"Come out, you can't hide."

A man holding a gun carefully searched around the room as the held their breath, hoping not to be found. As the footsteps grew louder, their breathing grew faster.

"He's coming closer." one child whispered, his body trembling.

"Maybe he won't find us." another said.

They all screamed as the door was kicked open. Each child hugged one another as they faced the barrel of a gun head on. No one dared to move as fear took over.

"You know, hybrids make me sick."

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a growling sound filled the room. Before anything could be said, the man was thrown into the wall by a mysterious force. Blood ran down his head as he was lifted up by the collar of his shirt. A figure appeared in front of the children, growling at the man. Not a second later, his neck was snapped, body going limp. The figure turned around, facing the young children. Oddly enough, non of them felt threatened by them. They reached out and gently pulled a strand of hair of one the children.

"Mama."