Nielu [REWRITTEN]

05 - Riddles of Lycan

"Nice to meet you! I'm Zianna Ro'Meave and the raven haired beauties beside me are Sylvanna and Aphmau Shalashaska. The blonde brunette werewolf is Melissa Wolfware."

"Pleasure is mine." Isabelle says.

"Congratulations by the way." Melissa beams. "I'm waiting on my brother and his girlfriend to give me a niece or nephew."

"You'll be waiting awhile Melissa! We aren't even married!" Aphmau fires back.

"Oh?" Astoria grins. "Juicy."

"You and gossip." Isabelle mutters. "Anyways, the baby you're holding Zianna, is named Jayden and the baby Sylvanna's holding is named Shawn. They come here relatively often since their parents are busy working the security for Starlight."

"They're siblings?" Aphmau raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah, poor kids though." the brunette mumbles.

"You're a werewolf as well aren't you?" Melissa asks Isabelle. "You smell like one."

The brunette werewolf smiles. "Good observation. I am indeed a werewolf and my child will be born one too."

"This is a tale from many eons ago, long before the year 2001." a raven haired teen begins to tell a tale, his cyan colored eyes fixating on his mother.

"It is the year, 1727 and hidden deep within the gates of the city, are vampires that hide amongst the humans. These vampires are certainly not the original bloodline, no, these vampires ended up deciding to turn half their city! Within a day, this town had half a population of humans, and the other half vampires."

The boy's mother clasps her hands together and claps loudly. "I do wonder, where did you find such a story like that?" she then asks.

"I saw it in a book at the library. It looked interesting enough to read." the boy replies. "Is that bad?"

"Not at all, Jacob." his mother says. "I just don't want you going out at night is all. Remember, these forests are haunted with werewolves."

"Yes, Mom. I know." Jacob whispers.

His mother moves to stand up and bends her head down to press a kiss to his forehead. "I love you, sweetie." she states with a smile.

"I love you too, Mom." Jacon tells her as she hustles out of his room and back to their kitchen.

The sixteen year old sighs as he flips over his right hand, cyan eyes staring at his palm. He recalls slamming his hand quite hard on the bedroom door and taking a mental note that the strength is anything but humane.

Jacob reaches over and grabs a book, one he tries to ask his mother where he got it but she never replied back. A wolf's head rests on the cover with crimson dipped ears, the wolf's eyes are also a stunning crimson color. His hand opens the cover as his eyes glance down at the book.

The Ultima Werewolf.

It happened thousands and thousands of years ago. There was a man who was dearly in love with his wife. So much that he would do anything for her... And she loved him just the same. They live together happily for many, many years. But then one day, his wife fell deathly ill... The man was heartbroken. He couldn't live without his love. So, out of desperation, he made a pact with a demon during a blood moon. The pact would allow the man to bring back his wife to come back from the dead. However, the pact required the sacrifice of a living creature. To which, the man chose a wolf. The God of Wolves found out. Furious, the wolf god cursed the man to forever walk the Earth as not a human, but a monster - part man, part wolf. When he returned to his village he was sworn people rejected the beast he had become. He was banished into the depths of the woods where he would stay for years. The man grew lonely and wandered back to the village. It was there he realized his curse was not that he was a hideous monster. But, that he was cursed to turn other humans into half human, half wolves. Driven by his loneliness, He transformed the entire village into werewolves. This was the first pack of werewolves ever to roam the Earth, and he was their leader. A monster driven mad by his loneliness. The other werewolves feared him and his power, and that is the story of the first werewolf. They call his bloodline the Ultima.