Free Exterminators Infected (The Exterminators Book 1) by James DeSantis Page A

backwards. He wanted so badly to scream for help. He was scared out of his mind. Who would help him though? Who would believe him? No one else can see this realm. This realm where this beast stood, waiting to finish off its pathetic prey. “What am I? I told you already.”
“You said you aren't a wolf or a man. So are you both? A werewolf?” He wasn't sure what to do. He was trying to buy time while thinking of what to do next.
“Werewolf? I believe you watch too many movies, boy. I said I am a god. I am no wolf. I am no human. I am both but neither,” it replied as it took a step closer. “Yes, fear me, young one.” It took another step closer. He was ready to pull the trigger. “I am something far beyond both. You will know the true meaning of being hunted,” it growled heavily as it was ready to strike again. A massive chunk of its skin was missing where its teeth were located, making the razor sharpness show even more. It was both repulsive and menacing at the same time.
     
    Only a block away now Nick felt tired. He kneeled over for a moment taking a breath. “What the hell kind of trick is this? Yeah, make whatever you want out of this Rod thingy,” he said, mimicking Carl's voice. “Just remember that it might exhaust you to the point of death! Thanks, Carl!”
Nick looked up into the sky just as a nice breeze hit him. He let the cold air give him a boost as he wiped the sweat off of his forehead. “Almost there.” He slowly walked towards the end of the block before he had to turn down the street Fred was supposed to be on.
     
    Fred shot right at the beast. It didn't bother to move, it just took the bullet in the chest. Fred felt a surge of energy through his arm, then his muscled cramped and he almost dropped the gun. If it wasn't for the fact he was scared he probably would have fallen to the ground. He could feel the energy from his body getting ripped away.
The beast looked up at him and smiled. “Honestly, I was wondering if you were going shoot that thing or just hold it all day.” It stepped forward, letting the blood from the bullet wound seep down.
“Get back!” Fred shot again. This bullet hit the beast right in the stomach. It let out a growl as it folded over. Fred moved back again, and could feel almost all his energy leaving his body. His muscles were getting tighter, his eyes becoming heavy and his arms were becoming weak.
“You don't even know your own weakness.” The creature walked forward now. Fred went to shoot again but his energy was almost completely gone. He dropped the gun on the ground and fell to his knees. “The saddest part about killing is watching the prey give up. In a few months from now it would have been more fun hunting you.” The beast stood over Fred, whose eyes could hardly stay open. “Prey is still prey though,” it said as it launched its open mouth and clamped down tightly on Fred's shoulder. Fred's eyes opened as wide as they could. He let out a horrible scream that echoed for blocks. It was a scream so loud that if he was in the realm of humanity every person on the block would be outside now.
He wasn't in the realm of humanity, though. He was in the realm of these monsters; these creatures that could easily kill him at any moment. He felt something burn his shoulders. It was worse than the terrible burning of being bit. It felt like something was ripping into his shoulder. He let out another cry, screaming for help. No one could hear him. No one but Nick, who stood only twenty feet away, but was too scared to help his dying friend.

Chapter Eight – Lifeless
     
    Nick had no words to say once reaching the site. He saw the wolf hybrid stand over its pray with howls of excitement. Blood dripping down from its mouth. “It can’t be,” was the first thought to enter Nick’s head. His friend was laying there, motionless, blood sprayed all over the grass of the yard.
    Nick took a step forward as the monstrous creature had not noticed him yet.