"I dunno." Jess said with a shrug. "It was dark. His hair was dark, I think his eyes were dark as well. He was very tall and built. Condescending. Arrogant." Jess said, going over to the kitchen sink to wash the blood off her hands. "I'm thinking you should bring out the talismans."
Rose sighed. "Jess...did he show you his human form? Was it Nathan? If it was him...I think we need a whole lot more than what my magic can provide." Nathan had a reputation among hunters. She knew he was only going to be helpful for a short time.
"Yeah, he showed his human form, we talked." Jess said with a shrug. She didn't know who Nathan was, but she knew she wasn't gonna be intimidated by a single wolf, no matter if they were a purebred or not. Jess had the blood of thousands of years of hunters running through her veins. She wasn't gonna break easily. "Every thing can die, Rose. We'll find a way to kill em."
Rose swallowed and shook her head. "Jess, for once I need you to stop thinking about killing and FOCUS on something else. Listen to me! What's coming tomorrow...it's real. We're in deep trouble. They won't just go after you, they'll go after me too. If we don't have REAL hope, one of us or both of us re gonna end up dead. We need to call in help, or..." She sighed. "Or we need to find him and get him to help us."
"I ain't askin him for help." Jess said with a scowl, wringing her hands dry. "And we're not gonna die. We're gonna get through this. I'll call my father and see if there are any available hunters in the area. Then we can go and hit the lore." Jess paused, face going blank. "Never thought I would hear myself say that." She said. "But I'll go get started."
Rose sighed. "You get started, I need to go out. See some contact. Check things out and confirm the plans going on. If I don't come back before sunrise...you're on your own until you get another trainer." She went to her room to grab her stuff.
"Aunt Rose, wait." Jess said, scrambling away to fetch her bag. She pressed a revolver into Rose's hands. It was her first gun, a Smith & Wesson .22 magnum, loaded with silver bullets. "Don't you dare avoid using it." She said sternly, then she went down to the basement. Jess rifled through her aunt's book collection until she found a likely candidate. A bestiary dated back to the sixteen hundreds. She flipped through until she found a chapter on werewolves and started reading. She wanted to know all she could about purebreds. After this she would look up protective spells. Rose probably had a store of ingredients on hand.
Rose sighed, hiding the gun on her person berfore leaving. The books didn't actually seem to have hardly anything on purebreds. Pages were torn out, or ruined, or simply never existed. Not a single book seemed to have the information Jess wanted. Only one book seemed to have a single paragraph.
It only detailed that purebreds were the original werewolves, and that they were known to hold extreme powers and magic. Each purebred had its own weak point anywhere on its body, which, when silver was used, it would kill them. Beheading worked, but wolfsbane only hurt them. It couldn't kill them, and hardly had any effect besides pain. They were most vulnerable during the shifting process, as stopping even for a brief second could harm or even kill them. They were known to draw their strength from the bodies of mutts, as long as the mutts were killed by a hunter.
"Huh, so that's why he took Owl's body." Jess said to herself, scratching her head. Weird. She found herself hoping that the purebreds didn't eat the mutts to gain their power. There were a lot of rules. Why were there always so many rules? Jess scowled and refrained from clearing the table in a fit. She slammed the book closed and put it away, going for her fae talisman. It was a Faoladh claw with the binding magic of a Leanan Sidhe, given to her father by a gypsy. When she meditated with the necklace on, her thoughts were filled with strange memories that weren't hers. They were the collected knowledge of magical creatures and fallen hunters before her. Jess put on the necklace and sat on the ground, staring off into nothing.
In the clearing out of knowledge of Purebreds, they'd been pretty thorough. Even things like memories told Jess nothing of what she needed to know. The memories were blocked somehow. One could only access all the information if a purebred unlocked it for them. This, was expresseed in memories.
Jess stood up and punched the wall angrily. She ripped the talisman from her neck and stormed up the stairs, grabbing her bag on the way. She was gonna find this Nathan, and he was gonna explain all this sh.it to her. Or she was gonna chop off his head. If that didn't work, she could always try fire, but Jess had yet to hear of a thing that couldn't be killed by beheading. Let alone a werewolf. She pulled her hood over her head and walked out the door.
Just her luck, Nathan was standing right there. Clothed with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the big oak tree and watching the road. "I was wondering how long it would take you. If I'd made a bet with myself, I would have lost."
Jess spun around and whipped out her machete. "Just the man I wanted to see." She said. "Why?" Jess asked him. "Why are they trying to push this under the rug. What's so special about purebreds?"
"It's to keep hunters from hunting us, quite simply. We don't like being hunted. The mutts don't either, but we made them so you hunters would have something to do. " Nathan mumbled. "Most pures won't go after humans. If they do, we don't want the good guys to be punished for what others do."
"Well, you're still an arrogant and self righteous monster to me." Jess says. "What do you want?" She demands. "Why would you go out of your way to help me?" He clearly had an ulterior motive. The question was, what was so important the wolf would want to mess with her first.
Nathan looked at her seriously. "Do you want the truth or some made up, more impressive story?" He asked. But he didn't wait for an answer. "I want to kill you. But in a fair fight. Both of us at our best. When you're an independant hunter and I don't have this stupid curse on me. In the meantime I want to help you become the best you can be."
"Enough with this cryptic bullsh.it." Jess huffed frustratedly. "The full moon is tomorrow and I don't have time for this. You tell me what the he.ll is going on, right now." She demanded. "I don't believe that you're helping me out of the goodness of your heart. I may be young, but I ain't stupid."
"I just told you!" Nathan growled. "I'm getting you all prettied up so I can fight you someday and kick your a.ss. What else do you want to know?"
"Well, you're officially insane, wolf boy." Jess said with a dry laugh. "I'm not here for your amusement, I'm here to exterminate your kind and all the other evil scumbags we're plagued with." Jess shifted and stared at Nathan, her body language calm and determined. "Believe me, if I were given the option to kill evil humans, I'd take it an a heartbeat. Unfortunately my kind don't take to well to that kinda thing, so... Nothing personal." Jess says, as her machete comes swinging down.