Author's Note

In this chapter, we will get to meet the Werewolf hunting group known as The Envious lead by Arron Thattchir

The First Day

11/14/17

Fluttershy got out of bed after waking up screaming she found it was already morning the sun had risen and shown through the window of their bedroom hitting the covers just below her waist.

“WHAT’S WRONG!” Yelled Rainbow Dash a look of concern plastered across the rainbow-haired girl.

“Uh,” she couldn’t remember anything from the previous night her mind was blank “just a nightmare...I guess,” said Fluttershy unsure.

She got out of bed and walked into the living room past Rainbow Dash going to the laundry room to get some clothes out of the dryer when she was stopped by Rainbow

“Where’d you get that tattoo?” Asked Rainbow Dash her eyebrow raised.

“What?” Asked Fluttershy turning around to face Rainbow dash who was wearing a white tank top and black shorts

“That tattoo on your back, where’d you get it?” asked Rainbow pointing to her right shoulder.

Fluttershy turned her head in an attempt to look at the tattoo Rainbow was referring to. She looked and could barely make out a dark tattoo like marking of the silhouette of a wolf howling at a full moon the eyes and moon not colored in, the moon was sitting on the ground which was a colored in space.

Fluttershy looked at Rainbow and said “I-I don’t know” sounding almost frightened before saying “I must’ve gotten it last night.”

“Yeah whatever you say,” said Rainbow Dash smirking before walking into their room.

Fluttershy grabbed a pink t-shirt that was a size too big for her and slipped it on covering her tattoo and sat down on the couch turning on the TV. several miles away a man drove down a long beaten and busted blacktop road, this man had a black Mutton Chops style of beard with graying hairs, was bald and very fit with tattoos marking up his right arm all the way down to his hand. He wore aviator sunglasses, a dark blue T-shirt with “We’ll put a boot up your ass it’s the American way,” written on it, blue jeans, brown work boots and a Colt Cowboy revolver in a shoulder holster. His truck was a red 1989 Ford F250, it had a Trump 2016 sticker just behind the driver's seat, a rebel flag sticker on the top center of the back window and a Pro NRA sticker on the back bumper. The truck had a bench seat and manual five-speed transmission, a single cab and a large crack in the windshield with Whistlin’ Dixie by Randy Houser playing as he drove down the road. Arron pulled out a camouflage flip lighter and a Marlboro cigarette, he placed his arms on the wheel and leaned in close to light it puffing out some smoke as he did he then rolled down the window with the hand crank and blowing a puff of smoke out. He pulled in front of a small building similar to a construction site office with a window unit on the right of the door and another window on the left and wooden steps leading to the door, there were five vehicles out front, a Black 2005 Dodge 3500, a blue 2005 Chevrolet 1500, a black 1970 Camaro, a black 1950 Mercury, and a gray 1999 Ford F150 all parked in an empty grass lot in front of the building. Arron parked his truck next to the Mercury and grabbed the AR15 with a leather strap that was sitting in his floorboard and threw it over his shoulder before walking into the building. He opened the door and four other men were in there, there was Leroy a heavyset man who was bald with a red beard and cheap plastic sunglasses on top of his head, he wore a black sleeveless shirt, blue jeans, and brown boots. Then there was Blake, a thin man with a long black beard, he wore a red Bass Pro Shop t-shirt, blue jeans, and black boots, he was sitting in a chair with a Remington 12 gauge shotgun sitting next to him. There was Ricky he was fairly fit and had short blonde hair with no beard, he wore a black shirt with Metallica written on it in white, khaki’s, and brown boots with a Ruger M9 in a holster at his side. Then there was Thomas an older, thin man with short white hair, and a short white goatee, he wore a red t-shirt, a black jacket, blue jeans, and brown work boots and had an AR15 without a strap.

“Where the hell is Johnny?” Asked Arron in his deep southern voice sitting hs AR next to an old recliner before sitting down in it.

“He’s outside taking a piss cause the bathroom is too civilized for him,” said Thomas who was sitting on the black leather couch next to Leroy.

“Everything's too civilized for him hell I'm surprised he ain’t got rid of his guns and started hunting with flint head spears,” said Arron pulling out a can of Skoal.

“Anyways what the hell am I here for,” said Leroy in his higher sounding southern accent

“Ask Blake I ain’t the one that called Y'all here,” said Arron pointing to his brother who was also sitting in a recliner

“We may have a werewolf on our hands,” said Blake sounding far younger than he really was.

“You’ve gotta be a mad man to believe that bullshit,” said Johnny in a southern accent as he walked in with a lit cigarette in his mouth he had long black hair and an 80’s style mustache, he wore a red button-up shirt, blue jeans, and brown work boots with a 38 caliber snubnosed revolver in a shoulder holster.

“Yes it is crazy but We got reports of loud howling and what is believed to be a humanoid wolf-like creature that was spotted last night near the Canton Trail,” said Blake looking at some papers that were sitting next to him.

“Canton, shit that’s right behind my house,” said Arron concerned.

“That’s why we need to be on high alert because a wolf crystal Leroy claims to have found is missing from where he spotted it,” responded Blake

“Are you sure he didn’t lose it like he usually does?” Questioned Ricky in his rough voice from years of smoking

“It was right next to the sign that read MM 1.5 and when we went there this morning it was gone,” said Leroy.

“You have a point, Leroy but we shouldn’t just immediately assume werewolf,” said Arron looking at Leroy

“But we should at least be prepared,” said Ricky.

Fluttershy stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her and drying her hair off with another towel, as she did so she felt a throbbing pain in her right leg that felt as if she were being stabbed and with every throb it was pushed deeper. She winced and leaned down to rub it after the pain died down some she walked into her room quietly since Rainbow was sleeping. She went over to her dresser and put on a pair of pink panties and a pink bra before putting on a baby blue nightgown and climbing in bed next to Rainbow Dash who was on the right side so she was on the left side which was the side the bathroom was on, She wrapped her arms around Rainbow and fell asleep quickly.