OK here is Chapter two. Thank you pixie87 my wonderful editor for helping me out. I hope you all enjoy this. I tried to make it longer, but I don't have a lot of time to write considering I work. Enjoy and comments of all kinds are welcome.
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A rogue was trouble, even to a circus. It meant that a were of some kind was tromping about trying to make a meal out of something, or just trying to kill. You see some people of were descent just had such a bad trauma, that they snapped. For some it was as simple as their mate died, for others it was a defect in their brains. The animal took control, and no human thought was left. The first kind I could deal with, they were easily talked down, the second well that was a different story. Hell, they weren't even in the same book. You had two choices with the second kind, kill or be killed. I headed out prepared for it to be a kill or be killed. Alfred led the way, the lion strong men, the cat knife players, the fire breathers, and the animal tamer, were all there. Waiting for me, to lead them in the hunt of this creature that was threatening, their husbands, wives, and kids.
We all grabbed a walkie talkie and separated. Letting our animals lead the way to the creature. I stripped and shifted to my were form. Pure white fur, my muzzle was twice the length of a cat, but half the length of a wolf. My legs were agile like a cat, but stocky like a wolf. My tail was a similar length to that of a cat but, bushier. My ears were pointed like wolves, but swiveled like cats. It was a sight I didn't normally let people see. I headed off with the walkie talkie strapped around my neck, listening to reports of tracks and small disturbances. About ten minutes later there was screaming over the radio. It was north of me. I headed that way quickly. I came upon the cheetah of the knife throwers trying to keep a massive Bengal tiger at bay with out shifting.
I barreled into it with out a second thought. That cheetah wouldn't have stood a chance, even in cat form, he was just too big. He slashed into my side and I howled in pain. I bit into his forearm and raked my claws down his side. He roared and forced me down. I was done playing games with this beast, and he had me pinned. So I slammed him to the ground with wind. He looked shocked and faltered. I flung a fire ring around him, and sunk him into a pit where he could not get out. I stood in the fire letting it lick my fur. It didn't hurt me and it felt wonderful. He thrashed about and tried to gain purchase in the soil to get out, but to no avail. The others showed up and I dropped the fire. I shifted back and Alfred put his cape around me.
"Alright what are we doing with him?" I asked and I knew I was bleeding, but I was not going to point it out to anyone. If they could smell it they pretended not to. Alfred was watching the tiger in the pit.
"Wait till he shifts back, then we will see if he can be helped. Is everyone alright, no major injuries?" Alfred asked seeming caring for a minute. He was good at that. He would act like he cared, but really what he was doing was seeing his losses. If someone was hurt that meant that they couldn't perform, and if they couldn't perform he lost money. A very self serving cynical man.
He looked at me and smiled. No one was owning up to any major injuries. I saw the intent in his eyes. He knew I was bleeding. He always wanted a taste of that blood of mine. I growled low in my throat. He laughed and nodded. We had a agreement, as long as I had the power to shove a stake through his heart with powers, he would never try and take the blood. I wanted to laugh, it was more of a understanding, that I could kick his ass, any day of the week. I heard a thud and looked down in the hole. The tiger was now a 6 foot 9 man, with rippling muscle, some nasty wounds, and well hung. What could I say I had to look, he was naked, there was no avoiding that sight. It had my inner cat purring. He looked up weak, but thankful. Weak I understood, thankful confused me. He growled and I made the ground go back to normal, so now he was laying on his back on the ground. Everything in full view of everyone.
"Alright bone head why did you go rogue?" I asked and he didn't say a word. He rose to his feet and stared at me. One of the fortunetellers pushed through the crowd. She was the one people turned to when their animals weren't making sense, she could talk straight with them, bypassing YOU, as it were.
"Mia, he is just animal now, there is no man left. The man died in a torture room, that is what the beast says. That to save themselves, the man gave up and let the animal take over fully. It might take years for the man to come back, if he ever dose. The animal says he will obey you Mia, as you have proved his alpha." She said and he watched her with those tiger eyes intense. I sighed, but smiled at her.
"Thank you for the insight Mrs. Lanna, it is very appreciated old friend. Mia, you and the man stay here, everyone else go home rest, and thank you all for helping." Alfred said and everyone understood to get the heck out of there while they still could. Alfred turned to me with a evil smirk.
"Train him Mia, I wanted a male in your act, well what do you know, you can't get much more male than that." Alfred said to me, and I full on snarled. Alfred laughed and walked over letting his red eyes show.
