Shadow of the moon

. It wasn't so much I heard or saw something was wrong as I felt something was wrong. It was one of thos

. My quick breathing was the only noise I heard. My heart thumped against my chest. I

nce. Part of the shadow sat up, and it was then I realized the shadow was two men joined in combat. The man on top had his back to

ointed the barrel of my g

is face was covered in fur and his ears were pointed. He had long, sharp teeth

rick wall. He left an outline in the bricks that would have crushed a normal man's rib cage, but he pulled himself out of the hole. The creature-man dove at me. I got

one or she dies," h

and matching dark pants. He was tall, almost a head taller than me, with short, sandy-brown h

was a sly, confident grin on her face that wo

thing that held me laughed. "You really think I'm that stupid?" "Y

man co

ifted his weight. "Wel

Now just let me pass with th

ed off towards us. His speed was incredible. He covered ten yards in two seconds, an enviable speed for us cops. Th

blood. He'd cut deep into me. I rolled over and looked behind me in time to see the su

lease!" he

pressed it against his captive's temple.

but not the effect. I opened my eyes and winced at all the blood and brain matter that was splatter

rned

r it and snatched it off the ground. The man walked towards me and I lifted the gun a

e any closer

effect on him. I aimed again, but by this time the blood loss was too much. My arm

fted my head so we faced each other. I saw a softness in his eyes that

ot yet." He leaned forward and caught my blood-stained lips in a soft, teasing kiss. The man pull

nsation of contact, but the pain wasn't as horrible as the agony I felt when he opened his jaws and bit into me. His teeth sank deep into my flesh

eneath him. Every limb, every molecule of my being felt as though it was on fire. He wrapped his arms ar

covered in my blood. The man lay my back on the hard, cold ground. I heard the distant call of poli

over me. The light behind him hid al

ve, don't seek me

with the other dead man. The stranger gave one last glance at me over his shoulder before he trudged down the alley in the direction

cross the ground. Four of my fellow officers raced around the corner. They saw

." I heard

ne of the oth

ht on my wound and sh

grasped my shoulder. "Hold still. Help's on the way," he promised. I opened my mouth t

. My head grew woozy and

y with me! Don't fall

dn't help but disobey the commands of an officer. My