The Hunt (closed)

"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go," It came out as a machine gun of commands, as he pushed her forward. He didn't quite know where the truck was, but assumed she'd park somewhere close. He hoped she had anyway, if they had to go wandering through the darkness of the lot, with all those cars.
He just shuttered, as he pushed her to the truck, getting into the passenger side. He didn't think he could drive at the moment, and didn't want to test that theory all too well.
In the front of the hospital, where lights were glaring, and the entrance almost inviting, two people came out, looking around, followed by a third... then a fourth.
None of them wore hospital clothing.
"Gun it," he said, urging her on, "We don't have much time, just go. Somewhere deep in the woods. We'll stay away from towns, from any kind of civilization for awhile. Just, go somewhere deep and alone."
He shivered, leaning up to the side of his door for warmth, comfort of some kind. Medicine seemed to be reaking havoc on his system, his body's adrenaline and animal force already working to get rid of it, but still that meant he was beginning to feel tired again, and morose.
He would just lay here, half asleep, trying not to think about them following him.
He cursed himself, their smell.
"Wait... no, stop somewhere, someplace that sells cheap perfume. I don't care if they're open or not. We'll break in, but we won't go far with our scent still in the air. They can follow it, no matter how faint. We need to get rid of it."
 
Rhyanna

With white knuckles she tore out of there as quickly as possible. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, her heart hammering so loudly it sounded like a drum beating inside her head.
They wanted her. They wanted her dead! She didn't know how she knew that, but she sensed it some how. She yanked the wheel, the tires bumping over curbing as she left the forest for a side street. He wanted her to go somewhere for perfume?
"This is so dangerous.." She muttered, inside her mind everything was jumbled with fear, yet she couldn't seem to unlock herself enough to give into the urge to hide under the seat. She didn't want to face this, she didn't want to flee into the night, being hunted! She didn't ask for this!
She spotted a 7-11 off main and squealed to a stop in the parking lot. "I can't do this." She said it weakly, the firmness in her voice not coming, the resolve to just end it here and now melting away, she was a freakin' coward!
"Just.. just go. Get whatever. Let them come.. " A tear slid down her cheek and then another, she still hadn't turned off the engine or put the truck in park. She sat idling by the gas pumps, glancing at them briefly as if flight was a tangible option open to her.
"Leave me.. Yes. Leave. You must leave." She turned to him, her hysterics climbing through her, "Get out Terry." She ordered quietly and when he didn't move to obey, she yelled it at him.
"GET OUT! GO! Damn you!" She was shaking, too much was happening, much too much.. Too soon, this wasn't a horrible nightmare she could wake from any more.. "Go please. go." She was sobbing but fighting that urge to give into it. "Save y-yourself."
 
It too Terry a moment, watching her fall apart like that, her whole body shaking, his voice strong but trembling underneath. The the light of all this, he hadn't thought of what would happen to her if it got out of hand.
He wanted to get rid of every piece of evidence she had become a wolf. He didn't give a shit about Bill. Bill cvould fuck his own dead corpse, but her... she was new, she was illegal, and now they knew about her, they wanted to come and take her away.
Ha ha.
He pulled her close to him with his good arm, hugging her as tight as he could.
"Shhhh," He whispered to the top of her forehead, "Shhhh, it's ok. All right? They won't find you. I won't let them. Calm down, sweetheart. It's ok, it's not all that bad, all right? we'll do what you want. We'll go to the reservation, ok? We can camp out... we can spend the rest of our lives together, that happy ending, remember? No happy ending ever took place with the guy walking out at some 7 Eleven and the girl just taking off. I can't save myself anymore. They know I'm the one that created you, I'm just as dead as you are, hun."
He let her cry into his shoulder, kissing her, calmng her. He made a soft purring noise in his throat, something he had learned, a wolf mother does to her pups, to keep them calm.
"It'll be ok... I promise."
 
Rhyanna

"We can't just go back and camp!" She knew he was trying to comfort her but she didn't feel anything could at this point.
"Perfume.. I'll get it.. " She climbed out, set the gas pump and went inside to find something cheap and stinky.. Something that would mask their scent.

She grabbed some food, drinks, exspensive cheap smelling perfume and paid for her gas... The entire time wondering to herself, would this even work? She had nothing to lose at this point... except her life if it didn't.

"Here." She handed in the bags and drove due south. She figured they could hide some where down south, maybe new mexico until she could figure something else out.

"Now what do we do?" She hadn't ever done this before in her life. Just up and ran off with no explanation to anyone... no note. Maybe they'd think she died in the fire? Not likely since the store clerk seen her already.. Her hands gripped the wheel tighter, her panic still at an all time high.
 
"You have no idea how easy it is to live in the woods now that you're..." he paused, looking at her for a moment, and then sighing deeply once. The curt stench of cheap perfume getting into his nose.
He opened the small back window, looking at the supplies in the bed of the truck. He grabbed one of the bottles, and threw it out, smashing it against the metal outside. It shattered, sending liquid and stench all over the place. Soon the truck was just flooded with it. Terry had to hold his nose, and open the window just to survive.
He used the rest to cover him and her, leaving some left over in case anything was missed.
"It doesn't matter where we go. North, south, a reservation. The point is, we just have to stay away from people for awhile. And, you need to be taught some things. This... inside you. It's not as easy as turning on a light switch. There's soo much power running through you right now. If someone give you a dirty look, it could snap you off... if someone bumps into you. I need to teach you control, and temper. WE can't do that with a lot of distractions. You are a park ranger. You know a place where we can just be alone for awhile, don't you?"
 
Rhyanna

She did know of a place they could be safe. At least safe for awhile.

"Sierra Nevada range... perfect place and mountainous." She mumbled softly as she swung in that direction. They'd ditch the truck somewhere along the way, she had enough cash to get them a bus ticket and that would get them into the wilds of the Sierra Nevadas.. And hopefully safe for alot longer than awhile..

She swung the truck westerly and headed for Utah. Salt lake would be huge enough to get lost in and hide her truck..

"Is there a cure?" A stupid question since he was still a werewolf. Or was he born that way? She had no idea how it worked, how this 'pack' thing might work, who would be in charge.. if anyone. She didn't even know if she could do this yet.. If ever!

It had it's advantages, granted, but it also put a huge hamper on life and living. She could see without the headlights but kept them on to blend in with other traffic. The smells in the truck alone were overwhelming to her senses. She wasn't used to smelling so many things mixed together, and that horrid perfume only turned her stomach more.
 
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