Demigod Wolves

Prologue

Demigod Werewolves

So, starting with "Once Upon A Time" is super cliche. Let's do a different opening.

Slamming the front doors open, Raven walked outside of Plains-Side Colorado High School without a care in the world. Except for the fact that her hair always had to look flawless.

She was the first one out of the school and couldn't be happier. Summer was finally here and after that horrid year of being a Senior, Raven Brig couldn't be more excited.

She put on her sunglasses as the wind blew her blond her dramatically. She smirked at the site of her beautiful baby. Her black Deus Grevious Angel, (It's a motorcycle, look it up), shined in the bright sun.

She strode up to her bike and her smirk grew. Now that she's out of school (because why the heck would she go to college?) she can be as loud as she wants to and not care about any teachers complaining. Cuz if they did, well why should Raven care?

She hopped on and started it up. She loved the purring her bike made.

Just as she was about to ride off into the sunset: "Wait!"

"Ah, shiz." Raven muttered under her breath. Her sister, Crystal, was running up to Raven with her books in her arms.

Once she reached the bike she tried talking but was taking deep breaths at the same time.

"What?" Raven shouted over the roar of her bike.

Crystal just shook her head and got on the bike behind Raven. She yelled, "I thought you might remember that you have to take your sister to piano practice, after mom told you about, oh I dunno, 2,872 times!"

Raven laughed and shrugged. Then she grabbed her helmet and handed it to Crystal, who gave her a confused look.

"Don't you need this more the me?!"

"No! I'm older so I'm tougher!"

Crystal hesitated. "I agree on the tougher part, but you are not older!"

"Yes, I am! By like 6 seconds!"

Crystal just groaned in frustration and put the helmet on. "Don't go too fast, ok?"

Raven scoffed. "Of course not, Crys, why would I have go too fast?"

The "younger" sibling almost fell off as the bike started speeding out of the parking lot. On their way out, they spotted Mrs. Tank, their horrible and strict Math teacher.

Crystal saw Raven move her hand for a second at Mrs. Tank, and the old lady yelled out in anger and surprise.

"What did you do!?" Crys yelled.

"Nothing, just showing her how long my middle finger was!"

Raven laughed at Crys's astonished silence. And they zoomed off to Crystal's piano practice.