00:00Children of Atlantis. Werewolves in the Andes Creepypasta 40. A werewolf on vacation,
00:07The scent of the hunt. Part 2. Night fell over Villavicencio like a shroud heavy with
00:13omens. The thick humidity of the plain mingled with an unnatural silence, barely broken by the
00:19The muffled buzzing of insects. The usually vibrant city seemed to hold its breath.
00:26Drex waited in the shadows, motionless as a statue, his silhouette barely outlined by the
00:32The dying light of a distant streetlamp. Her golden eyes shone like burning coals,
00:39while his nostrils opened and closed, tracking the acrid stench of fear and despair.
00:45His prey reeked of both of them. It was the witch he had captured in the ruins of Pantiacoya.
00:51A damned priestess with a voice like a storm and the smell of rotten magic. She had been freed by
00:58Bambertoken, who claimed that she did not belong to the silver death, but was a living link between
01:04that fanatical cult and the infamous group known as Ragnarok. Drex trusted no one, but
01:10She knew how to track. And she, though she crawled through shadows like a wounded animal, leaving behind her
01:17Crumbs of sweat, blood, and paranoia; I couldn't escape him. He had the nose of a trained werewolf.
01:24to hunt. And Drex was a wolf who wouldn't let go of his prey until he'd killed it. He found her coming out of
01:31a seedy boarding house, south of the city. She walked hunched over, her feet trembling, wrapped up
01:38in a threadbare cloak that no longer concealed either the trembling of his hands or the exhaustion that emanated from him
01:43with every step. Her legs faltered at times, but she moved forward, as if stopping would seal her fate.
01:50Death sentence. Drex followed her for over an hour, lost in shadows, breathing in time with her.
01:56from the house. Her clean clothes, thanks to Tatiana, allowed her to blend into the crowd without raising eyebrows.
02:03suspicions. He seemed like any other man, but his gaze wasn't human. It was that of a predator waiting for the
02:11The perfect moment. She arrived at an abandoned park, hidden among alleyways and darkened houses.
02:17Under a dripping streetlight, she pulled out a cell phone. Her fingers trembled as she typed a message.
02:24And then the air changed. Drex felt it. The scent, the energy on his skin. Something about Wicca...
02:32there was
02:32Distraught, the woman resumed her walk through the streets of Villavicencio, using every shadow as a refuge.
02:39Each group of people acted as a shield. Drex followed her patiently, his sense of smell guiding him.
02:45even as her eyes lost sight of her. They crossed streets, shops, restaurants, and hordes of tourists until
02:52who eventually entered the Virrey neighborhood park. He approached a street vendor and,
02:59With a subtle gesture, she made it clear that she wasn't just a tourist. Drex noticed it instantly.
03:05But he remained hidden in the shadows that the time of day offered him, just before
03:10The night tourists arrived. Then three hooded figures appeared from
03:16the opposite side of the park. They advanced with the determination of a firing squad.
03:21One of them was already brandishing a black dagger, covered in arcane symbols that smelled of dead man's ashes.
03:28Drex didn't wait. He slipped between the trees like a deathly whisper. His gun flew out of its sheath.
03:35Without making a sound, barely reflecting the little light from the surroundings. The first attacker raised the
03:41He reached out to slit the victim's throat just as Drex caught up with him. He didn't bother to disarm him.
03:47It severed his arm completely. The cracking of bone against muscle was nauseating. Blood gushed out.
03:54a hot jet of water shot out and the man screamed as his amputated limb fell, still clutching the dagger.
04:00The second one barely had time to turn his head before Drex rammed him. He lifted him off the ground and
04:07She plunged the blade into his side, piercing his liver. He fell limp, trembling. The huica,
04:14Half aware of the danger, he raised his hand and conjured a sphere of arcane energy. But his magic was
04:21Weak. The sphere veered off course and shattered against a rusty bench, without hitting any of the attackers.
04:27The third one tried to flee. Drex ran after him and knocked him down with a brutal charge.
04:34smashing it against the ground. The dry crack of the ribs breaking was unmistakable.
04:40The werewolf planted a boot on his chest and picked up his short katana, forged with the art of
04:46The Kamisu family. Where is Ragnarok? Drex growled. His voice was so deep it vibrated in the bones of
04:53Wounded while the gourd dripped fresh blood. No, you'll know. Never. The man spat, with hatred.
05:02In his eyes and missing a tooth. Drex slit his throat without hesitation. A clean stroke. Not a drop
05:10More blood stained his skin. Then he crouched down beside the first one, still alive, who was trying
05:15crawling while his severed arm hung like a useless rag. Let's try again.
05:22Where is Ragnarok? Die, you bastard. With pleasure. He cut off his head. It rolled on the ground.
05:31leaving behind a trail of blood mixed with grease from the pavement. The last one, with the liver
05:38Pierced, he was still breathing. Drex drove a knee into his chest and pressed the edge of his knife against his
05:44throat. Where's Ragnarok? Hey, man, look. Look. We got hired. That's all. We're not even
05:56Members. Were we paid to kill anyone who came to the food stand? Nothing more. Who hired you?
06:03The hot dog guy. He makes the connections. I just follow orders. Drex decapitated him.
06:11Same. Same stroke, same lack of emotion. He turned to the vendor, who was trying to back away.
06:18Without drawing attention. But Drex had already marked him by the smell. Think carefully about what you're going to do.
06:24Say, or I'll disarm you like I did them. Where is Ragnarok? They only write to me. The man groaned,
06:31With their hands up. They send me messages on that cell phone. They deposit the money and that's it. I don't...
06:38I don't know them. I don't even know what they look like. And how did they contact you the first time? Some bald guys. They were talking
06:46Easy money. They gave me the number. I swear. Drex took the phone. I'd kill you. But Ragnarok
06:54He'll come for you. Make sure your heart is pure when he does. He turned to Wicca.
07:00She was still standing, barely. She trembled, drenched in sweat, her skin pale. The failed magic...
07:08It had left empty. Why did you save me? she whispered, her voice broken and incredulous.
07:14"Because I need answers," Drex replied, sheathing his sword. "I know you're online."
07:20With Ragnarok. And they tried to kill you. Now you need me more than I need you.
07:27She nodded. She had no other choice. Wounded, alone, and without allies. Drex was all she had left.
07:35What do you want to know? Everything. How do they operate? Where are they? What are their plans? We only receive
07:42"Fragments," he murmured, with effort. "Sometimes we don't even know if what they give us is real."
07:49Everything is compartmentalized. But I'll tell you what I know. They couldn't continue. A buzzing sound began to
07:56growing in the distance. Then the echo of boots. Sirens. Patrol cars. We're leaving, Drex ordered.
08:04And he lifted it without asking permission. He slipped away through the alleyways, guided by the scent of the uniformed men.
08:12He turned corners before they saw him, crossed a closed barbershop, a rat-infested bodega,
08:18He jumped over a rusty fence. He pushed the girl through a broken window and they entered an abandoned factory.
08:25Covered in dust, rust, and mold. The air smelled of neglect and dried urine. They fell to the ground.
08:33They were breathing heavily. They looked at each other. There was no trust. Only need. But, for now,
08:41That was enough. They would spend a few hours there, until the police lost track of them.
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