The Werewolves of Miller's Hollow

Iris P.O.V

As I looked into the darkness beyond the open door, I saw a familiar face.

“Hello sweetie. We haven’t seen you for a long time. How have you been?” the person said from the darkness.

"Eomma..." I said, almost in tears. "I thought you were dead."

"Oh sweetie, you have so much to learn. There is no way I could die. Same goes with your father." she told me.

I was just about to ask what she meant when I noticed it. The way her smile was just a bit different. It looked as though four of her teeth were longer than the rest. She also was looking at the guys weird. She looked at their necks instead of their faces. Before I could ask about it, she spoke.

"Why don't you and your friends come with me. Your father is waiting to see you." she said in a motherly tone.

I nodded and started following her. She led us past what seemed to be living quarters, but they were too big for just two people. I started to wonder if they lived with other people.

My mom stopped in front of a set of large double doors and motioned for me to open them. So I did.

Beyond the doors was a large training facility. I took a few steps in then heard fighting. Walking towards the noise, I saw my dad fighting with six boys. The boys seemed to be around the same age as the Topp Dogg members.

"Oh Il Sung, your daughter is here." my mom lovingly called out to my father.

My father and the second group of boys stopped fighting and all made their way over to where I was standing.

"Appa..." I looked up at him. "I made friends, like you told me too a long time ago. They are a group called Topp Dogg." I said as I pointed towards them. "I assume that you already know them though, you do have three of their members."

"Oh, right. Sorry about kidnapping them. They are in that room over there." he told them as he threw the keys at Jenissi. "We just wanted our little Iris back so she can live with her kind."

The ten boys walked over to the door, opened it, and disappeared into the hallway.

"What do you mean by my kind?" I asked once the boys were out of earshot.

"Iris, sweety, you have so much to learn." my father said in a soft voice. "You see, you mother and I, and Boyfriend, are werewolves."


3rd Person P.O.V.

Little did Il Sung and Sun Young know that their daughter was not like them. Even though she was born to two werewolves, she did not inherit the lycanthropy.

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