The Moon Child

Chapter 1

Po' s PoV:

It was burning all around...people screaming...panic ....chaos...fighting...blood...dead...that laughtter...that spine chilling laughter...the single blood shot eye staring into ones very soul...filled with hatred anger......

"Aaaaarrrhh!! " I woke up screaming and drenched in sweat. This was the same nightmare that has been haunting me for the past 10 years. I should have got used to it by now. But somehow I don't think I ever will. I look at the clock. 5:30.... Oh well its early, but I guess there's no point trying to go back to sleep. A shower will do me some good.

I head to the bathroom. It not very luxrious...a leaky tap and broken sink, a rusty shower head which miraculously gives me warm water. I look at the mirror. The face that stares back at me is not my own yet very much mine. This new look which has become old was a necessity. My once long hair is now short and sticking out at odd angles. My face tanned out by the long hours of working under the sun. Some how I had learned to hide everything feminine about my face and body. My hands are rough and callused, my body muscular. I am Peter Olivers aka Po. I have been so since I was 7.

" Yovanah... " she called out in my mind. My wolf spirit who is a part of me. That name was long forgotten for me. " Shiera...u know that name is forbidden." I tell her, " Yovanah is now just a myth".
" But you know its not true. We are strong now. We don't need to hide or live like this" Shiera whimpered in the back of my mind. I blocked her out not in a mood to argue and shed my cloths stepping into the shower.

I relaxed as the warm water bet against my skin. Shiera's words just disturbed a hornet's nest. Memories came flooding into my mind. My parents, our pack, my friends all those sad memories. I loved them and they loved me back. But then that fateful night changed everything. My father was a great alpha. I still don't know who would have wanted us and the entire pack dead. I still remember my mother and the pack omega come rushing into my room panic etched on their faces. My mother had grabbed a small bag and shoved stuffs into it. After giving it to Jeff, the omega she had lifted me into her arms and with teary eyes told me how much she and dad loved me. At that time I didn't understand what it was all about. Even when Jeff ran like crazy with me in his arms I didn't understand what was happening. I didn't understand why our beautiful home was up in flames, why our pack members were fighting with the other pack's wolves and why that huge grey wolf who looked more like a werewolf from the silly horror movies made by humans laugh out like a mad man. I didn't understand anything that was happening that day nor why it was happening. But that single blood shot eye of dat demon wolf was etched in my mind, forever haunting me.

"Damn" I didn't realize how long I have been in the shower till a cold stream of water hit me. I got out of the shower and dressed up. I have been living in this cheap apartment for a year now. Grabbing my old Harley's keys and my jacket I head downstairs. I nod to the old Scrooge who runs the hell hole on my way out. Across the street is a small dinner where I have become a regular.

As I enter the bitter sweet smell of coffee and waffles hit me and my stomach grumbles. I head to my usual corner at the end and sit down. Mama B as every one calls her, sees me and comes over with a large cup of extra strong coffee with fresh cream.
"You ordering the usual chere?" She asked me with a smile. I nodded sipping my coffee, letting its taste surround me. I heard her leave saying "1 mama's special coming right up". Looking out of the window I realized how life changed for me. When Jeff took me away to safety little did I know that nothing would ever be the same. I still remember him chopping off my long hair and calling me Peter. That was his son's name. What Jeff did for me was unimaginable. I could see that his wolf was dying within from the loss of his mate and child. We both had lost our family that day. The only thing which kept him going on was the promise he made to his alpha and Luna to protect me. I could feel his sorrow. We were always on a run and all that time while he was teaching me how to take care of myself and defend myself, he made sure I forgot that I'm a girl. When I first shifted into my wolf, it was painfully long and a horrible experience. He sat with me through the whole shift patiently and tenderly coaxing my wolf out. And when it was complete I saw pride and fear in his eyes. He broke down in front if me and made me promise never to shift again. The sent of a male wolf differs from that of a female. Shiera was angry but when she realised that her presence would blow my cover even she agreed to never take over my body. Jeff supported me, trained me and when I was ready he finally let the grief in his heart take over and slowly faded away to rejoin his family among the dead. Ever since I have been following his advice. I'm a nomad. Nothing but the Harley he gave me to my name. I worked odd jobs here and there and when I start becoming a familiar face I leave. My current home is the longest I have ever stayed in the same place cause so far I have sensed no supetnaturals. This place is crawling with humans and my scent lost amongst it.

After finishing the food, I ride over to the auto garage where I'm currently employed.
" Yo Po!!! Sup man" Ramon my co worker greats with a friendly punch.
" Same old, same old man....letz get to work". I say as cheerfully as possible.

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