The begining
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Zack was your avarage 16 year old male wolf aside from the fact that his family had magic in thier blood. He was a black wolf who could cast spells which he knew a vast number of spells of destruction, death, healing, and many more. He lived by himself becouse every family member that took him in all died the same day they pissed him off. Zack thought it was his falt he was the care taker of a demon spirt. The spirt of darkness, Rouhte. He knew of only one other person who was a care taker of a demon, he found on the internet, she had all the abilities of a demon care taker had. He had been mapping her locations of destruction for about a month now. He soon figured out where she might strike next in Beverly Hills, she can cause many more deaths becouse millions of people shop there.
He got into his car a black dodge viper. He turned on his radio and sure enough the song was "Beverly Hills " "What a considence" Zack said to himself.
Miles and miles away a black scaled female dragon wearing nearly all black was walking on a dirt path that no one ever used any more. A police car was right behind her but she still walked even though she knew that they were chasing her. The police car pulled in front of her blocking her path. "put your hands behind your head!" the officer ordered."I said put your hands over yo-, the officer never finished his sentence, "Zarenth!" she shouted (lightning blast in the magic language) a bolt of lightning shot out of her hand and hit the car door the eletricity shocked the officer and killed him at such high voltage. It left a burn mark on the side of the car. She continued on walking, as if nothing had happened.
Zack was a few miles from Beverly Hills. He had been driving for hours. He parked the car next to a little side dinner to get something to eat. He walked in a few people were sitting in the booths and a old lady was taking plates to the table. He sat down in the booth furthest away from people, he was never a peoples person. The old lady came up to him and asked "Would you like to order?" in a kind but tired tone. "Some coffee is fine, black, plain."
He told her. She walked away returning a moment later with his coffee. He took a sip of the coffee and noticed a telivision set on the wall. He wispered "Hearimorsa" (better hearing) so he could hear what the news caster was saying. "The rampage of criminal X continues and so far police still have no lead on to who or what it looks like, no one has survived the seen to tell us what they looked like, tonight at eleven." Shannon Yamaguti reported. "I hate it when they do those teasers on the news" Zack said to himself. He wispered "Cancethi" (cancel) to undue the amplifyed hearing spell.
Criminal X as Shannon Yamaguti called her was walking past a little dinner. It had a few cars parked there and only one car from the recent decade, a black dodge viper. She walked in the dinner, tired from walking for so long. She decided not to rob the place becouse she was to tired.
Zack heard the front door of the dinner open. He looked up and saw a black scaled dragon walk in. She smells of magic Zack thought. She sat in the darkest corner of the room which happened to be the booth across from him. He got up and walked over to the booth she was sitting in "What the hell do you want?" she asked rudely. "I know who you are" he wispered to her. If she was suprized she didnt show it. "If you think you have an advatage over me just becouse you can make it easier for the police to find me." she said in an angry wisper. "No im more of an admirer of your slaughterings." he said before she started getting angry. "What?" she asked confused. "I know about your demon spirit, I have one too" he said. "My name is Zack and im asuming your criminal X" he said putting his hand out. "Well the name my parent gave before she died was Rose. so i guess my name is Rose." she said.
After they had talked in the car for what seemed like hours they knew every thing about each other, She killed her dad, her mom died giving birth to her, her spirit was Grimith, the spirit of death. He killed his parents out of anger a few years ago, he prefers to be isolated like he has been for years. "Just one more thing I want to know about you" Zack asked her
"What?"she asked "Are you single?" he asked.
She blushed and said "I never even had a boyfriend before". she replied He suddenly kissed her on the lips. "Can I be your boyfriend then?" he asked her. "Whatever" she said but then quickly added "but if you hurt me you will end up like the policeman i killed this morning." Rose said. "I wouldnt hurt you i promise" Zack said. They kissed again. Zack thought to himself I can finally ditch my virginity, only a matter of time.
in Rose's mind it went something like this :what the hell am I doing he'll only hold me back, he'll hurt me just leave now! Rose was thinking. stupid pheramones! clouding my thought- oh he's such a great kisser I want to see those muscles out of that shirt of his. Why do these pheramones have to interfere with my thoughts? her mind and her pheramones were having an internal fight.
to be Continued..........
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