The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 1 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 1
I have seen many things in my long life, but the weirdest thing I've probably seen was on one chilly winter morning. My day started off as any other would have, I run the perimeter of my territory and then went hunting. What I didn't expect to see was a group of humans chasing after another human. Curious about what was going on I trotted after them staying a good distance away to, but still close enough to watch. The chase soon turned into a shoot out when the fleeing human was joined by others, I still don't see why humans call my kind beasts when they create weapons of death. As I watch the fleeing human turn and him and his group began
The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 2 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 2
It began to snow right before night fall; I climbed to the top of my den and closed the hatch keeping out some of the cold. It did little though to help the human, he lay asleep shivering. I sighed and laid down behind him, he woke with a start, "Huh," he said in a sleepy voice.
"Nothing go back to sleep," I said trying to get him to lie back down.
"I'm sorry I must be taking your bed; here I'll move," he said slowly sitting up.
"There is nowhere else for you to lie, besides you'll freeze to death if you move," I said forcing him lie back down.
He complied, doubtlessly too tired to fight any more. He soon drifted back to sleep, unconsciou
The Werewolf of NCIS Chapter 3 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS Chapter 3
AN: Hi, ok from now on italicized words or either Flashbacks or Murders taking place. Um that's it for now, Comments are welcome and need, I want to know what you guys out there who are reading this think.
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Petty Officer Mark Charles walked out of the club and headed back to the base. 'I shouldn't have had that last drink,' he thought as he almost fell. He was passing a park known for its drug gangs and quickened his pace. He was almost passed it when a dark shadow appeared in front of him. "Who's there," he called out.
The shadow said nothing and came to
The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 4 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 4
Gibbs was extremely pissed, "What do you mean the scent stops here," he yelled.
"The person who killed the petty officer was killed here, and whoever killed him cleaned up very well," Tony said.
I was still sniffing around for anything. The bleached covered up everything and was starting to burn my nose. I turned away from Gibbs and the other for a second and my nose caught something, it was a trail of bleach, who ever had cleaned up had stepped in the bleach. This was good I began to trot away following the scent, "Gibbs I got something," I called.
He caught up to me, "What is it?"
"Well there's a trail of bleach heading this way, and w
The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 5 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 5
N: Ok really boring chapter, but there is more info on Midnight, some of it will be confusing, but I promise to explain it later.
Now that's out of the way time for some questions: is there a monster out there that you would like me to add (some one that Midnight runs into; an enemy or friend your choice) why are you guys reading this, (what do you like about it, what don't you like about it) that's all for now, comments are welcome and needed. Thanks for reading.
I darted back the way I came following the scent; I hoped I was wrong, I hoped that I was dead wrong. I burst into the clearing and saw a human lying face down in the snow, a sm
The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 6 by Quitedeath, literature
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The Werewolf of NCIS chapter 6
It was the first time in a hundred years that I dreamt about what happened the dreadful day. I woke in a cold sweat and glanced over at the clock, it read four A.M, and I sat up and got out of bed. I paced around for awhile before slipping my collar on and fogging to NCIS.
There was only one person there when I arrived, Gibbs. I stopped when he looked up, "Sit down, Midnight," he said pushing my chair from out behind him and setting it next to him.
I sighed and sat down, "Gibbs about yesterday, I can explain, I I," I started but he cut me off.
"Ducky already told me what happened and what you told him," he said turning towards me and
The ride to Christopher Reed's office took longer than it should have, "Tony, if you don't speed up I'll pull you out of that chair and take the wheel myself," I growled as, we missed another green light.
"Unlike you, Gibbs and Ziva, I drive at the speed limit and will enjoy keeping my ticket free record," Tony said.
"Ticket free? Hmm, you don't seem like the type who spent his entire teenage life without one speeding ticket, Tony," I said.
"Yes, well, father never let me drive," he mumbled.
I laughed and looked back at Ziva who was smothering a snicker in her hand, "I drove one of the first cars ever made. It was a piece of junk compar
By the time we got back to NCIS headquarters I was ready to rip the head off of Mr. Reed. Tony had even pulled over and let me drive so I wouldn't be able to. "If you are the murderer I will look forward to watching you being put in jail," I hissed as Tony took him down to the interrogation.
Gibbs was giving me 'the look', "He's a vampire, a very rude vampire, a vampire with a death wish," I said and walked over to my desk, "But I don't think he's the killer."
"Why not?" Gibbs asked.
"What respectable vampire would hire someone else to kill the people they hate?" I said going back through the files.
"So we have nothing then," McGee said.
"So what are we going to do now?" McGee asked.
"Well, I do have a solution, but I don't think you'll like it." I said.
"What, personally I don't think this can get any worse." Ziva declared, and the others nodded in agreement.
"Well, unknown to humans there is a castle hidden in the forest not far from where I found Gibbs; the only problem is its home to my uncle Mortameir," I revealed.
"Wait, you have family living in a castle and you were living in a den?" Tony asked.
"More importantly, there's a castle in the forest, in Washington D.C. and no one has ever come across it," McGee said wonderingly, with a frown.
"Do you always fin
It took the rest of the day to get half-way to my old den; we might have gotten farther, but I didn't want to risk running into any other werewolves. "There's another old den a mile from here we can sleep in for tonight," I said, and began to walk again.
An hour later we arrived and I dug out the old den, "Not much, but it will keep us warm for tonight," I said as they entered.
They looked around, "It's huge," Abby remarked.
"The werewolf that made it was three times my size," I replied, setting some of the old fire wood into the dugout fire place and then finding his old flint.
The dried wood caught flame and lit up the lair "Get some r