Being PreyThere she stood before me; the only thing distorting her perfectly formed face was her oversized upper canines. She stood staring at me, like a cat does a bird. She was trying to play mind games with me and I knew I had to look away from those captivating eyes and raven black hair.
After a great deal of will power, I tore my gaze away, a crease appeared in her marble-smooth forehead as she glowered, her eyes darkening and narrowing. Her eyes went around the room, looking from one light to another, as her gaze passed them by, they each flickered and then went out, the room was slowly plunged into darkness, the last light I saw, was the eerie green glow coming from her eyes, I heard her moving about in the crushing blackness, she could of course see obstacles, I couldn't.
"I'm not afraid of the dark" I said surprisingly calmly, I knew she could sense my fear.
"Nobody is afraid of the dark, they are afraid of what it hides" she replied softly hissing from somewhere behind me, I jumped a l
GreybackHis human's mind was weak. Fenrir Greyback was dominated by the creature within; he didn't need the moon to take control, only to break out of this shell once a month.
He had slowly poisoned the human's mind with werewolf ideology and had taught him to hate humans. This made it easier to manipulate him.
The wolf did not like relying upon the moon but he needed her none the less, he wanted to become truly independent, he wanted to be able to change whenever he wanted, but for now he would have to deal with what he had.
He peered through the human's eyes and pried upon his life, he was using his host to try and infect the world in the hope that one day he would be free and in control entirely.
He observed his host having a petty argument with a man; the man was refusing to help him- to help the wolf as the host was there under his influence. The man refused to help and Greyback made a quiet threat and slipped away into the night.
The wolf was not happy; those around Greyback suffered fro