Makarios stopped as his nose picked up the scent of a cologne. It hadn't been present before, or at least he hadn't noticed, but trusting his instinct, he spun around, only to see the door to the balcony open and figure run out. Shit! A fellow student had seen him! Makarios found his breath caught as he began to panic. This was a foolish idea! But, he was already committed now, and he needed to follow through for the sake of his fellow classmates. 

As he began to turn around once more, Makarios caught site of someone else on the balcony. There'd been a second! Looking a bit more closely, Makarios could make out a mask, and his stomach constricted briefly as he realized it was another gunman. The man stole out of the same door as the first individual and something told Makarios that the first individual didn't realize he was being followed. He took one last look to the gymnasium doors before deciding that he had to help the person he'd seen run off. 

***

Makarios tore out of the auditorium, chasing after the gunman as he made his way to the science department. But why was he heading there? Was the student taking that route? There seemed to be no sense in it, but Makarios had no time to concern himself with that as the pair ahead of him had a significant head start and he was only following them from the gunman's muddy boot prints on the floor. He stopped himself before proceeding farther. It would be fool's run to go in there without some type of disguise. But, what could he use? He looked to his right, noticing the row of lockers. Well, chaos had already broken out in the school, a broken locker wouldn't cause too much concern. He touched his amulet, feeling the necklace flare up once again and radiate energy that slowly wrapped around him. He felt the familiar energy of Horse well up in him. His calves began to flex themselves as he reared back, lifting his foot, and slammed it in to three different lockers. 

With the amount of noise he had just caused, Makarios wagered he held about forty-five seconds before the gunman made it back to him, if he heard the noise. He delved in to the lockers, rummaging through until he found a pair of sunglasses, a balaclava and a hockey mask. Apparently, fate was on his side. He tossed the hockey mask to the side and donned the balaclava and sunglasses. He quickly released Horse, feeling the presence leave him and a wave of energy slow evaporate from him.

He needed to move quickly. He hadn't heard any sign of a struggle yet, but he knew he would. For some reason, his mind was working...differently. His ability to process information was slightly off center from how he usually did. He found his attention to detail centering on they physical environment, his moves more calculated. He was tracking. He was hunting.

He was thinking like a hunter and it was because of the amulet. And, if his assumptions were correct, the gunman would be thinking like hunter as well. He wouldn't just attack the student, he would try and ambush him, lying in wait for the student to come to view. Makarios had to act quickly. He'd never done so before, but he placed his hand on his amulet, now tucked safely under his shirt, and began to Call another entity. This one, more vicious, he could feel blood lust, aggression, he could hear the breathing, feel the hairs on his back stand up, bristling almost. The urge to snarl overtook him as Wolf settled over his body, causing him to hunch over slightly. The darkness became a bit more vivid as his eyes made out the details of everything around him. Scents wafted around him, and he could hear the ambient noise of much more settling around the school. Taking off down the hall, his footsteps somehow softer even at his increased speed, Makarios narrowed his eyes, seeing his prey: the gunman lying in wait. Without a second thought, Makarios let out a snarl and lunged at him, giving the man just enough time to turn around. He didn't even have time to raise his gun before Makarios had taken him to the ground. Their bodies slid slightly on the floor and Makarios brought a fist down, striking the man, regardless of the mask. He ripped the gun away from him and brought his hand down, throttling the man slightly before bringing his head up slamming it down.

The man seemed to shocked to cry out as Makarios slid off of him and grabbed him by the scruff of the collar, reeling him up and slamming him in to the wall, bringing his elbow up and around to clock the man in the face again. He grabbed both of his arms and dragged them down, bringing up his own hands to rip the mask off and release a final punch to the face. The force was such that the mans head flew back and connected with the wall again, where he slumped down. 

With a heavy breath, Makarios allowed himself to catch his breath before turning to see a figure staring at him.