Chapter 108


    Attacked


    It started with a loud ringing in Roxanne''s ears. Noises and bangs disturbed her sleep. Roxanne


    twisted and turned on her bed, unwilling to be disturbed by the sounds which took away her peace.


    “”


    Myriads of sounds all humbled together continued to haunt Roxanne until she had had enough of


    it. She opened her eyes and slowly rose up from bed. It was early, not even 7 am, yet she was already


    being disturbed.


    It wasn’t Rita that woke her up though, neither was it her mother… It was a strange noise that


    disturbed her sleep.


    "…A dream…?" She muttered to herself, still unsure of where the sound came from, or whether it


    was even real, to begin with. Since she just woke up, her senses were dull, and so she decided to


    return to bed since it was still early.


    “Guahhhhhhh!!!!”


    “Kyaaaaahhhh”


    “Hahahahahahaha”


    Roxanne heard sounds again. This time it belonged to people. Various noises with both fear and


    thrill mixed. Where it originated from, she had no idea.


    “What the hell is happening?” Roxanne muttered, rousing herself from the singer which was


    clouding her face.


    She left her room and walked to Rita''s bedroom to ask if she was also hearing the noise and


    unpleasant mix of various conflicting sounds.


    “Rita, it’s me… Open up!” Roxanne knocked.


    As her hand hit the door, she found that the door was already ajar. For the first time, Roxanne


    decided to use her heightened senses, focusing more on her nose and found out that Rita was not in


    the house. She raised her nose and smelled even deeper.


    “She was here less than an hour ago… She left her room for… The door?” Roxanne muttered.


    Suddenly Roxanne''s eyes widened. An expression of shock was written all over her face. What


    was this that she sensed? It felt unreal, yet Roxanne could feel it vividly. Now that she had increased


    the scope of her senses she could feel it, what was going on beyond the door.


    It all started to make sense to her, why she suddenly woke up, why Rita''s door was not closed


    properly… Because Rita was in a hurry to go somewhere, to leave the house. The reason for that,


    Roxanne was beginning to know.


    Slowly, Roxanne walked to the door. Her body trembled as she approached it, raising her shaky


    hands to open it. As she drew nearer and focused on the door, the noise grew louder. She could hear it


    more clearly now.


    Screams of pain, tears of agony,ughs of enjoyment, groans of struggle, cries for help… The


    conflicting mesh between the two seared through her brain, but Roxanne kept herself together and


    bravely opened the door, prepared for what she would see when she did.


    Roxanne''s eyes widened as her mouth trembled, tears formed as she looked at the sight before


    her. It was chaos… It was horrible, terrible… It was war!


    “H-How… How is this happening…?!” Roxanne mumbled in confusion.


    What she had seen was the sight of battle. A scene ofplete anarchy, where two sides fought


    and killed and fought even more. On the floor were fallen, bloodied bodies. She looked at the bodies


    and recognized most of the faces, save a few… Those were the vigers, members of the pack.


    “A-Are they… Dead?!” Roxanne muttered.


    “H-Help m-me…” Someone muttered.


    She couldn’t find his exact location due to the many other voices she was hearing. She looked


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    around but saw no one bearing the voice. All she could see was conflict, a one-sided ughter. The


    perpetrators were none other than humans… Hunters, and the victims… Werewolves.


    “Die!”


    “Wretched devils!”


    “W-Wait, please stop!”


    “Noooo”


    “Take this!”


    “You monsters!”


    Roxanne heard the sounds getting more and more as her head pointed and her heart raced. Rita


    had told her about it, but to think it would be this horrible, the bloodshed.


    Some werewolves fought back, and Roxanne watched from a distance how they savagely


    attacked the humans who held guns and dressed like genuine hunters, predators of the wild.


    The humans wore masks, hiding their faces from everyone present. They wore camouge which


    was colored in white and ck, though it was now stained with the red hue of blood.


    “Keukkk!!” One of the humans let out as a werewolf struck him down.


    “Filthy devils!” He muttered, before passing on.


    Roxanne walked forward and kept moving straight ahead, taking in the mayhem about her. Her


    most throbbed and for some unknown reason she felt stiff, as though she couldn’t do anything but keep


    marching forward.


    However, that all changed when she saw something that made her body jolt.


    She saw Rita, or rather… She knew it was Rita, though it looked nothing like her. What stood there


    was a brown humanoid wolf, taller than the rest of the Hunters that surrounded it, yet weakened. It


    vishlyunched out its ws, hitting some of the Hunters, but missing most of them. In return, those


    who were lucky enough toe out unscathed shot at the bipedal wolf with their rifles.


    “Arrrrr” The wolf let out in pain.