Monsters Of Moonlight

Chapter Three

Visions of an Ambrose

Luna Remy Sallow - Uley

Pulling into the heavily populated car park of Forks Highschool, Luna all but threw open the passenger side door, practically leaping out of the vehicle like a spooked doe in efforts to escape the barbed comments and back handed remarks of the brunette operating the vehicle.

The insistency of the criticisms had left the demititan barley holding control of herself as to not blow the car off the road into a very innocent tree or use the daggers hidden in her boot sheaths to put herself out of the misery that was Isabella Swan's presence.

The moment the moon eyed girl's small feet met the blistered tar pavement of the large car park, all eyes found the small form of the ravenette and soon became entranced with the divine beauty that came with her celestial blood.

A shiver of disgust wracked the girl's spine at the obvious gazes of lustful hunger and covetous hatred directed her way, irritated by the juvenility of the students leering at her. The stares made her uncomfortable and their emotions made her swallow rising bile, her throat clenching anxiously. It took a series of deep breaths before the ravenette was able to hold her head high, ignoring the stares and heading off towards the entry way doors, throwing a brief glance at the brunette over her shoulder to make sure she didn't need help before continuing on.

Hearing the driver's side door shut, the ravenette hoped that the stares would now divert towards the beautiful, carob eyed girl, the brunette striking Luna to be someone that would fancy the attention. The demititan's wish was less then granted as the school populace continued to stare while an additional gaze of fury fell upon her.

A small clouded puff of air left the small demititan as she exhaled in exasperation, turning to pear at the scowling girl over her shoulder lightly before muttering. "I'd lose the glower Bella, wouldn't want the wind to change and that god awful expression to stick."

The remark felt bitter on the ravenette's tongue, pettiness not being a natural trait held within her personality nor being one she fancied in others, however, the brunette had to be a year her senior at most and her level of maturity and sense of manners were apparent to be less the desirable.

That and the blood of her grandfather, Titan of Chaos, may have some influence over her more snarky tendencies.

Simply ignoring the staring teens around her, the ravenette entered the school, leaving the brunette behind in favour of weaving through the maze of corridors in search of the student coordinators desk. Rounding another corner, avoiding group of gossiping teens, dodging a rather foul smelling boy and twirling round people down a narrow hall, the ravenette considered simply using her abilities to find the forsaken office when her body collides with what she could only describe to be an immovable wall, the force knocking the usually agile demititan onto her rear on the chilled tiled floor.

A small grunt of shock left the small ravenette, the girl brushing herself off lightly before darting her silver gaze upwards, preparing to apologise or scold the person she ran into - it honestly depended if they were a prat or not - only to be further startled by a stunning pair of bright bronze eyes. The person she had ran into - though she could more honestly refer to them as a bear - was in fact an extremely tall, broad, bear-like male. Only a few, barley noticeable centimetres shorter then her wolf though just as large, with a pale ivory complexation and sharp features, the giant man before her honestly had her questioning whether it was a smart idea to leave her katana at home.

The ravenette did not want to think about how much smaller she would appear compared to him.

Moon like orbs continued to subtly trail the man's features, taking in the cropped, messy waves of umber curls that waved around his head, dark features and once again his bronze, now obsidian, eyes.