The hunter's daughter

There have always been hunters that hunted werewolf's. They hunted the supernatural creature that can change its skin to look human, or a huge wolf. The hunter's were skilled to track these packs across many lands. The hunter's were determined to hunt the werewolf's from existence. They had to hunt these supernatural creatures as they were too dangerous to live with other humans. A hunter was able to travel through human towns unnoticed but through a werewolf one, they woulde be caught out. So hunter's lived outside the towns and would set traps for the werewolf's to fall into. Hunter's often lived with their families and had to train for fighting werewolves. There were some hunter's that caught werewolf's and kept them for fighting. The hunter named Max Woodman and his daughter Monica. They were a family of hunters that kept werewolf's as pets. The hunter's house was set inside a high fence. A barbed silver wire was on top. There was steel gates and security monitors viewing the entrance and exists. A building that is used to be a stable was converted into cells. The cells were double bolted and had silver shackles. There were a few werewolf's kept inside. Each one shackled and drugged with wolfsbane, to keep them from breaking free. The hunter wanted his own pack to use as fighters in bets against other werewolf's. The hunter's liked watching the deaths of werewolf's from their own kind. Max was determined to win a fight with his own pet werewolf. Not many of the pets were able to heal after the fight or survive the wounds from silver knifes. Max wanted his pets to build up a tolerance to silver. He wasn't successful from curing the werewolf's from their allergy to silver. As a result, many of his pets died. He was able to replace them as he was a skilled hunter. He had come back with another werewolf to replace one that died. "Monica, come look at this one" Max called his daughter from his truck. Monica ran over to her father and watched as he opened the doors and revealed a cage with a boy inside it. "It's just a boy" Monica told her father. "Don't be fooled by its appearance, it's a werewolf. I say he only had just learned to shift and was caught by my trap, by surprise" Max informed his daughter. Monica looked at the boy, he looked her age. He was tall and lean but was just starting to grow hair on his chin. He looked at them, frightened. He was wearing clothes that were once brand new but had started to wear out. He looked like he was tired and sick. "Why would he be left alone, to fend for himself when he hasn't become of age?" Monica wondered. "He's most likely a rogue. They always abandon their young. Such a fortunate thing for us. We can teach him to kill his own kind" Max gloated. The boy was upset with Max's words and tried to growl in protest. "Now, now boy.You can't scare me. I have you trapped in this cage and you are going to do what I want. I have a nice sharp, silver blade that will make sure that you do" Max informed him. He enforced his words by showing him the blade. The boy looked at it and held back. Max pretended to slice him with the blade. The boy let out a whimper. Max laughed at the boy. "Daddy, don't be so mean. He's just a boy" Monica complained. "For now, then he'll grow into a larger werewolf. That's when I'll have him in the arena fighting other werewolves. It doesn't hurt to make money by killing werewolves. They are a curse to the human race. It's time to show them that they are no better than pets or our slaves, instead of the other way round" Max stated. "Werewolves don't enslave humans" Monica informed her father. "They could, they are that powerful. We must not underestimate them. That's why we will beat them before they start taking over" Max told his daughter. Monica looked at the boy and couldn't believe that someone like him would want to enslave her. The boy looked back at her pleading with her to help him. Monica stared at his eyes that seemed to change colour, brown to a golden brown. "Monica, don't stare at his eyes. His wolf side is trying to influence you" Max pulled her face away. Monica felt relieved but she couldn't help herself. Those eyes were memorising and she had started to feel pity towards the boy. "I'm sorry, daddy. I forgot to keep up my gaurd" Monica told her father. "It's alright, you are lucky. If the wolf was able to keep you under his stare, you would be under his spell. He would force you to do anything he wanted" Max informed her. The boy looked at Max like he was crazy. He wasn't trying to put a spell on anyone. Werewolves couldn't use magic. He just wanted her to pity him so she would help him escape. "Why don't you leave so I can get the boy into his new home" Max suggested to Monica. She nodded and left. Max turned to the boy, he had an electric cattle prod in his hand. "If you cooperate, I won't use this. Please resist so I can show you how much it will hurt" Max told the boy and switched it on. The boy watched the electric prod zap the cage. He retreated so it wouldn't touch him. Max opened the cage door and pointed for the boy to move towards the open door. The boy slowly made his way to stand outside the cage. Max placed him in silver shackles and poked him with the turned off prod. The boy slowly moved forward and did as he was instructed. Max held onto his shackles and Tooke him to the cells. "Here's your new home. I hope you don't get too comfortable. You don't deserve any comforts. This place will be your last and hopefully you will be here a very long time" Max informed the boy. He laughed as he left the boy alone.