My P.O.V:

I look at the night sky as I let off a huff of my breath. A cloud forms right when I release my breath. Another week of school done. Friday night is here and I can stay here and enjoy the night time. Of course I'm happy for this as talking my parents out for this isn't easy by the slightest. But the stars look nice tonight. Of course like always the nighttime never fails to give me eye candy. I continue to look up as my back is against the floor of the small playground. I let off another sigh as I can feel the calmness of the night and stars overcome me with relief. I can make this even more better as I shift my hand into my thick and puffy coat pocket and I take out my phone with my earbuds. I plug my earbuds into my phone as I put one and the other earbud into each of my bunny ears. I unlock my home screen as I click onto YouTube and I tap on one of my old classic songs, 'Alan Walker -Alone'. No I can't really sing. Well, depends on the song that is. But still not the best with the higher pitch vocals or lines. The song begins to play into my head as I softly hum the song to myself.

"H-Hey...! N...N...O!"

I stop humming immediately as I hear the voice from my earbuds. Even when I put these on a loud volume. I can still make out the yells. What the hell is going on? I pause the music playing on my phone as I turn it off. I pull out my earbuds with a single yank as I then scramble all my stuff into my coat pocket. I sit up as I look at the direction the yells are coming from, damn with my earbuds out now it sounds ten thousand times more horrifying. I gulp as I can feel my heartbeat pick up the pace. I carefully hop off the playground platform as I hear my feet hit the ground of wood chip flooring around the entire playground area. I quickly look back up as I see nothing in the distance. I take a moment to sigh in relief. I push myself to walk forward as I come closer and closer to wherever this noise is coming from, or I should say... screams of terror. I know I should instead start calling the police, maybe even run away to report this. But what can I see from that? But I swear my curiosity is killing me for this. I stop in my tracks as I suddenly see a body zoom across my face. My heart races more faster as I take a quick look at the body. A large pool of body trickles off the body as it twitches a few times before laying dead silent. I cover my mouth as I breath shakily and heavily. I look to the side to see come out of the shadows a dark figure dressed in dark grey with reds. His coat unbuttoned with a area of his waist area caked with bandage wrap. His face covered with a red demon mask. Finally he also has a depressing grey colored halo over his head. I step backwards slightly with no noise following me luckily. The cartoon in disguise doesn't notice me as he chuckles under his breath. He proceeds to evolve his chuckles into insane laughter.

"Did I seriously encounter a fucking killer?!" I think to myself as I carefully continue to back away.

"I know your right there dolly~" The cartoon informs me. I gasp quietly under my breath as he turns his head to me. A deadly aura surrounding him, sending me the message, 'Your fucked'. He then swiftly dashes up to my face and stops right at the last second. A insane smile right in my face as he grips tightly onto a handgun. My face burns up with nervousness as my tears also push slightly out of my eyes. I close them tightly to make sure this is some type of sick dream I have right now, I feel a hand land gently onto my face and rub away my tears. I reopen my eyes to see the insane killer looking back to me with the same insanity filling eyes and screwed up smile, "This ain't no dream, so no point in making yourself believe that"

"P-Please don't kill me..." I whimper as I feel his hand move off my cheek. I then see him lift the hand with the gun come up to my face. I force myself to focus off the gun at my face as I see this cartoon killer with the same insane smile.

"Afraid I can't do that~, You'll just sell me out doll. So be a good girl for me and stay still."

I hear him quickly reload the gun he has in his hand. I close my eyes again as all I can do is wait for him to just end this all already. I then start to hope for everyone that they'll notice me gone and hopefully find my dead body. Give me a funeral or something. I peek open one of my eyes before I open them both wide again. I see the cartoon with the gun in my face stare at me with utter shock. He shakily lowers his arm with the gun down. A rush of relief washes over me as I see him stare at me with a bright pink blush on his cheeks.

"W-Why can't I fucking KILL you?! I-I don't even know you!" He shouts at me with confusion and shock all over his face. I can be crazy or just really stressed about this situation, but do I know him from somewhere? He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly as he snaps back at me shortly after, "J-Just be lucky your not DEAD! Hell your even luckier you can... 'somehow' convince me not to shoot you without even having to say anything!" I shake slightly as I look at him, the same bright red in his eyes that easily pierce through my soul, "But don't think that doesn't mean I'm letting you go so easily."

Nathaniel's P.O.V:

I hop from rooftop to rooftop as I look over each edge to see if there's any Werewolf Hunters around. It's a good thing that Lila isn't anywhere nearby. Cause she's already roaming around the town somewhere far from here. I stare far away as I stand on all fours at the stars in the distance.

"Damn, wonder what Janis is doing right now. I haven't talked to her for awhile..."

I hop onto another rooftop as I stare again downwards. My wolf ears perk up as I hear someone whimpering sadly. I look carefully about who's making the sad whimpering. I softly land from the rooftop to the ground in a matter of seconds as I make a dash to hide behind some trash cans. I see from a where I am, Janis... with some psycho looking cartoon with not only a knife but also a fucking hand gun! I growl under my breath as I step slowly from my hiding spot. I have to help Janis, even if she doesn't believe this is the real me. Or if she sees me scary in this form, I just have to help her!

???'s P.O.V:

I stop looking at this oddly familiar cartoon bunny girl as I take a sniff of the air. There is definitely someone else here but us. Another werewolf, you have to be kidding me! I stupidly take the bunny's hand as I keep her close to me.

"W-What the hell?!" She exclaims as I look back into her deep brown eyes, I sigh as I roll my eyes at her. I might as well explain to her as I know for a fact I'm not the only werewolf here. Oh, wait? How am I NOT a werewolf if it's nighttime? Let's just say I'm a bit more different than most werewolf species.

"Listen doll, I know we're not alone here. There's a werewolf here, now you don't want to be infected or KILLED by a werewolf now would you?" I ask her as she simply looks away from me and shakes her head 'no'. I lift the gun in my hand into the air as I point to wherever my nose is leading me. Where is this werewolf anyways? I growl softly under my breath as I can sense this werewolf coming closer and closer...

Nathaniel's P.O.V:

How the hell does this cartoon know I'm around here!? There's no way he can know unless... he's a werewolf himself. But how is he still himself when it's nighttime?! I have to push my questions back and just focus on the main parts of why I'm here. I carefully step closer and closer to this cartoon psychopath holding Janis in his arms. While his other is holding his handgun. I need to make a move NOW. I quickly hurry to them as I pounce on the cartoon and swat out of his hands his handgun. Janis falls out of his arms as she stumbles backwards before tripping. I watch Janis quickly hop back to her feet as she starts to run away. She's fine now so that's what matters. The cartoon underneath me quickly struggles out from under me and grabs his gun again. He aims it at me as he has his pointer finger on the trigger. I start to run the opposite way where Janis is going. I can hear him with my wolf ears a faint groan of disappointment. I sigh in relief as I climb up a house and I climb all the way to the roof of it. All I can do right now is wait for this weekend to end to see if she's alright....

I just hope that she'll maybe talk to me about this...