Wolfsbane

Chapter 1

Jamie

Have you ever had your whole life ripped out from under you? Well I have and it was probably the worst thing I have ever had to indure. Watching as this man like creature ripped my family to shreads. It broke my heart seeing what was happening and not being abe to stop it from happening. My mother stood watching as this beast of a man kills her son and husband in one swift blow to their throats. "Please don't take the last person I have, please!" I begged as tears rolled down my face. As I cried he turned to me showing his K9's to me with a grawl of anger. "You will suffer for what you have done to my family. I will make you watch as I kill the last person you love. Now watch as I tear out her throat and the light leaves her eyes." He spoke with calm rage as he turned to my mother. Raising his clawed hand he snatched her up and slung her across the room.

I cried as she hit the wall. Anger boiled my blood sending red hot tears down my face. Screaming I ran toward the beast with rage trying to save what family I had left. I slammed into his back like a ton of bricks and tired to strangle him from behind. "I've done nothing to your family. I don't even know who you are!" I screamed after he threw me off of him. "Your bastard of a father killed my son because of what you told him! It was lies from your mouth that caused my son's death. Now it's your time to feel what I have been through." He all but yelled at me. "I have done nothing to you or your son. I don't even know what you're talking about!" I yelled.

He turned to me with an inraged look on his face. I watched him walk over to me in long strides. "You mean to tell me, you haven't told your father that my son tried to kill you in the ally down the street?" He asked with a contorted look on his face. "I don't know what you're taking about. I have never been in the ally down the street. I just moved here two months ago. I don't know who your son is. My father would never try to kill someone out of cold blood." I spoke before looking over at my dead father. "Your name, what is your name?" He asked with slight anxitey.

"Jamie, Jamie Beck." I told him with confusion. "My god, I'm in the wrong place aren't I?" He asked after looking at my father then back at me. "What is your father's name?" He questioned. "Matthew Beck." I told him and watched as his face turned a pale white. "You mean to tell me, you just walked into my home and slaughtered my father thinking he was someone else! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" I screamed the last part at the stunned man. "YOU KILLED MY SON!" My mother yelled before stabbing the beast of a man in the back it a large knife. The man yelled out in pain before falling to the ground in front of me.

"RUN! GET OUT OF HERE AND DON'T COME BACK! GO! NOW!" She screamed at me before the man stood up with black eyes and a grawl at her. I stood up running out of the house to the quiet streets, I came to an abrupt hault by a woman's scream. As soon as I heard that scream I knew my mother was about to die. Tears streamed down my red cheeks as I took off running down the street to the woods. As my feet hit the tree line I started to relax slightly. The wind flowing through my hair and the leaves crunching under foot. I calmed down slightly trying to catch my breath. I tried to find a place to sit down somewhere but something caught my attention. The sound of a wolf hawling made my blood run cold as ice.

Getting back onto my feet I made a run for it. I don't know how far or how long I ran but my brain told me there was no stopping and no turning back now. I am the only serviver tonight and it kills me to know that. My father, mother, and little brother slaughtered out of cold blood and confusion. I wish I knew what really happened to that man's son. But more importantly where the hell am I going to go, who can help me, where am I, and how the hell am I going to hide from that man? I kept running through the woods for a really really long time.

After two days of running around I finally found a street and made my way to were I thought the town was. I was right, there was a bar and many different restaurents and clothing shops. I watched as people walked by me like nothing was wrong. They really had no clue that I was just running away from a wolf murderer that slaughtered my whole fucking family. I feel like I haven't slept in weeks and I was beyond the point of tired. I seen a woman selling roses, she seemed so sweet looking. I walked passed her and I seemed to grab her attention. She smiled at me and waved me over to her. Walking over she handed me a rose and I couldn't help but smile a little. "You look tired, take a seat and relax." She spoke with a soft, sugar sweet voice.

I sat with her for a really long time watching her sell a lot of her roses and talking to her. She cracked little jokes every now and again or told me about some of the regulars she has come by to see her. "How about we go get some lunch and you can tell me why you look like you haven't showered for a month." She smiled as she grabbed her purse and threw it over her shoulder with a little sass. "Gloria, I don't have any money." I told her with a sad smile. She rolled her eyes and smiled at me again. "I said let's get lunch, not 'do you have money for your lunch.'" She sassed yet again before grabbing my hand and pulling me down the street.