Pumpkin Spice, стр. 8
Melting silver took longer than any of the thirteen-year-olds had thought. As Allison melted the last piece of silver, she looked over at Evan and Colton who would mold them in a jewelry modeling kit Allison got for her seventh birthday, and smiled. This was the most excitement she had ever been a part of. Several of the molds were sharp and resembled arrows. The young teenagers all suspected these molds would work with Colton’s uncle’s arrows. “Sun’s coming up.” Evan said. “Mold the last piece and let’s get out of here.”
The three agreed to meet in the park that afternoon to discuss their plan for the evening. The final night of the devil’s eye, when the werewolves come out to play.
That afternoon they broke into Colton’s uncle’s house and took two of his compound bows, and his crossbow.
As soon as the sun set it was time for action. The creatures would morph into their true forms as werewolves, and the fate of mankind would be on the shoulders of Evan, Allison, and Colton. They felt they were up for it. But first, target practice!
There was still three hours left of daylight. The teenaged friends found an uncommon piece of land in the Hilton Woods. Colton nailed a target to a tree. Evan was the first one to take a shot. He missed. Horribly. Allison was next. Her shot was a tad worse than Evan’s. Colton on the other hand hit a bullseye his first shot. Evan and Allison looked at him with disbelief in their eyes, “What?” he smirked, “My uncle taught me a few things.” Clearly Colton didn’t need target practice. But they stayed in the woods until both Evan and Allison hit the target, their plan initially was a bullseye each, but it took so long for either of them to just hit the tree let alone the target, they decided anywhere on the target would be satisfactory.
Late that afternoon the young teenagers went back to their respective houses. It was time to get into costume, but not the lame ones they wore to school. Now they were werewolf hunters. Colton dressed as a terminator, Allison a ghostbuster. and Colton stayed dressed as a mad scientist, his mother wouldn’t get him another costume, but he was OK with is.
Night fell on the town. Allison looked up at the sunset, “This is it don’t get scared now.” She said to herself. Evan grabbed a few arrows and stuffed them in the back of his shirt. “So how are we going to do this? Split up or do it together?” He asked. “We do it together.” Colton wasn’t waiting for Allison, who wholeheartedly agreed.
The first stop was Prams Chinese. Inside they saw their first wolf. His hair was dark, his nails long and sharp, and teeth that could cut through a steel fence with ease. The teen’s hearts sank in their stomachs. “I’ve really got a bad feeling about this.” Colton whispered. Evan and Allison didn’t disagree, but they knew they had no choice. “What’s he doing in there?” Colton asked, Evan looked in. The wolf was sitting calmly at a table. The staff were all terrified hiding behind counters and walls. But the wolf himself seemed calm, and not dangerous whatsoever. In fact, the creature was sitting and eating a bowl of Beef Chow Mein. “It’s… it’s eating.” Evan described “Eating what?” Colton was horrified at what Evan’s response would be, “Looks like Chow Mein or something.” Colton couldn’t believe what Evan said so he had to see for himself. Colton gathered some strength and looked through the window. And there it was the werewolf eating a bowl of Beef Chow Mein. It picked the bowl up and slurped the last bit into his mouth. Then, very aggressively, threw the table aside and rushed after a staff member and began eating him. “Holy shit!” Colton jumped. Allison, without hesitation used her compound bow to shoot at the wolf three times. Once in the gut, once in the heart, and once in the neck. She was not aiming for any of those places, but she was OK with where they landed. The teens raced in; Allison grabbed her three arrows out of the dead wolf. “Call 9-1-1!” Evan shouted at the living staff members. “I love hunting season!” Allison cheered.
The rest of the night was filled with the teens finding wolves in random places. Beauty salons, movie theatres, comic shops. They all started innocently but would end with a wolf viciously murdering an unsuspecting victim. The three did the best they could to stop as many deaths as possible. The night was growing long and was coming to an end. The wolves were not quitting. With every death of a werewolf it seemed as though one, two, three or more would appear. They were fighting an endless battle. Allison asked if there was anything Evan’s grandfather said that would help end it. “My grandfather didn’t. The diary mentions something about a Luna’s life ending, but nothing…” His voice trailed off. “What is it?” Allison was concerned, Evan fell to the ground. Something took the wind from him. The answer had been staring at him his entire life. He didn’t want to see it, but he knew what it would take to not only put a stop to the night, but end the curse of the devil’s eye once and for all. “I know how to break the curse.” His voice cracked as he spoke. “No female Aarles. Only the men. The curse can’t be lifted until the Luna’s life ends.” Colton and Allison looked at each other, “What’s a Luna life?” Colton asked curiously, “My mother.” Evan said