With the vast amount of money the Howlers had, Garyâs apartment wasnât an ordinary room. The door was slightly reinforced, it was heavy to a regular human, and the lock on the door worked in a particular way.
There was a keypad where one could input a pin number and a fingerprint scan on top of that as well. When both of these things were inputted, there were two major locks. One was the standard lock that would eject out into the door, and the other was a bolt lock that would go from the top and bottom of the door, into the ceiling and into the floor.
From looking at the door, Gary could tell it was a forced entry, and a strange one as well, where the door had been forced open, breaking the frame of the door itself.
âWhat the heck, I leave the apartment for so long and this happens?â Gary shook his head. âWas it paparazzi, a crazed fan, or just a bunch of thieves⊠do I go to the front desk and ask them to look at the cameras, they should have footage of all of this, right?â
If Gary was in a different type of situation, he may have done this, but the thing was, at the end of the day, he was him. A powerful skilled Werewolf, even if there were thieves or a fan waiting for him, he felt like he could handle it, which was why he pressed on and stepped into the room.
Opening the door, Gary was careful and pressed against his hand, closing the door behind him, or at least whatever he could as he shut the door.
âHmmm, it doesnât look like anything was taken. The apartment isnât messed up, itâs in perfect condition.â
Gary thought as he looked into the main living room. The sofa was there, the TV, and the giant glass floor-to-ceiling window that spread across the main area of the place.
âHello!â Gary shouted, he felt like it was a scene from a horror movie. He knew it was stupid to just call out that he was here, but again, he wasnât too worried if there was an attacker in the place.
Heading to the center of the room, Gary called out again. âLook, Iâm fine if youâre a fan, a thief, or whatever. Letâs just get this sorted out between us, alright?â
There was still no reply, leaving Gary to let out a big sigh. Right after, he felt a tingling sensation with his nose. It was agitating him, almost like he wanted to sneeze yet he knew that it would never come out.
âThis feeling⊠Iâve felt it.â
Several dings quickly came from Garyâs phone, and he could tell that it was from the Howlers Core group message he was in.
When Gary went to reach for his phone, he sensed something from his right side; he pulled his head back and saw a pale hand reach out for his face. Nails were slightly longer than usual, but they were incredibly pointed.
It wasnât quite the same way a Werewolfâs transformed nails would look.
âWhat the heck?â Gary called out and turned.
A man dressed in black, with almost a trench coat on, and also wearing sunglasses on his face. It certainly wasnât how he imagined his intruder would look like.
The strikes kept coming at a fast speed, throwing fist after fist, but Gary swiftly moved his feet, allowing all of the punches to hit nothing but the air.
âYouâre fast,â Gary said. âBut you have no idea who youâre dealing with.â Gary knocked both arms away quickly. And then with the palm of his hand, he pushed him right on his chest.
The man was lifted off his feet, his sunglasses falling onto the floor, and his body had crashed into the marble island, breaking it apart into pieces.
âI make it a point to not try and just kill people if I have no idea why they are attacking me⊠but I think I might know whatâs going on.â
The man moved from the broken marble, and without his glasses, Gary could see the red glowing eyes, and his system, along with the agitated smell coming from him, had confirmed Garyâs thoughts.
âWhat are you doing here, what do you want from me?â Gary asked.
The man didnât answer or listen; instead, he swung his arms out twice, and two red lines of Aura had followed. When the lines of Aura came at him, though, Gary just lifted his hand and swung through them.
The aura shattered in an instant, turning into nothing but red particles. âMy endurance, my strength, and speed are at a level where this stuff isnât going to work on me,â Gary thought as he moved forward.
âIâll ask you again.â The next moment, Gary had disappeared from the manâs sight.
The vampire looked left and right and could see nothing until a hand had grabbed the back of his head, and he was slammed onto the floor.
âWhat are you doing here, why have you come here!â Gary shouted. âAre you after us! Have you finally decided to strike because of what we are? We have never bothered anyone on your side, so why now!â
There had been a few situations where the group had run into vampires, but they were on the off chance. Such as when Gary had run into Blackjack in the prison, or Rickle Epman also being one of them.
Since they had never been attacked before, Gary found it strange that one of them was in his apartment.
âCrap,â Gary said as he lifted his hand, noticing that the knock to the head must have caused the vampire to pass out. âYeah⊠heâs really gone.â
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