Chapter 1
Lucy POV
I ran. I just ran. My golden pelt glistening in the dappled light. They were not gonna catch me today. Not ever.
I was starting to get bored. Right, time to end this. This pathetic group of males stood no chance, i was bigger, stronger, faster and smarter. If they thought that they could waltz into MY zone and hunt MY food, they were mistaken. The group consisted of 3 males. Alright, time to get to business. I picked up my pace so I could get ready. As I landed in a clearing, I shifted into my human form. I was tall for a female human, five foot ten, as I was tall as a werewolf, 10 feet. I sat on the foresty floor and began to fake sob. This was my favourite trick.
As the males caught up, I felt their eyes linger on me. They shifted into humans, all short and weedy, ugly brutes. Their eyes full of mischief. As they approached me, I started to laugh. They began to back away. Little did they know, I had a dagger attached to my thigh and a pistol. I shot 2 dead and the last one was impaled by my dagger. Tsk, males. It was a rough world in the 'no-packs-land' no rules, no respect and your life was always in danger. Why not join a pack? Well the males don't tend to like 'large' and 'dominant' females. They prefer small and docile. I have the 'qualities' of an alpha, or so I've been told. The larger and faster wolves are known as 'alphas' and the leader of a pack is known as THE alpha of their respective pack. Also, from what I heard from some of the escaped females, one of the packs, Sabertooth, treated females like property, mating machines. They only had one alpha, male and the ONLY female in that pack who was unmated was his daughter. Then there is Bluepegasus. Pack'o'pervs. Most of the males were unmated. No more words need to be added. Mermaidheel was basically a group of whiny feminists. I respect their alpha, She after all tried to recruit me, but not the others.
I don't know about Fairytail. I have only heard rumours. It apparently home to the fierce Beta Titania, She-devil and the infamous Salamander. He is rumoured to be a giant, around my size, maybe 10 foot 0/1. He apparently never lost a battle. I would love to meet this infamous leader, but unfortunately, fairytail stick to their land.
I often visit the edge of their territory. I can smell that there are a fair amount of alphas in their pack. I've caught glimpses of blue and black pelts. TheiR pack seemed to have an abundance of blue females and black males. They may have spotted me, but I didn't care, what could they punish me for? Minding my own business. I often saw a small blue female by herself. She had often stared at me but never said a word. I knew she was fairytail because of the insignia on her shoulder. That beautiful insignia.
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