Chapter 1, Weston Point

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The town of Weston Point was a fairly normal town. It was just like any town, except, just like any town it was full of monsters. Just like any other town, the monsters were looked down upon by humanity. They were forced to be just like anyone else.

Our story starts with a new family in town. Willow Wolfsbane had just moved to Weston Point. If you couldn’t guess by the name, the Wolfsbane family were from an ancient bloodline of werewolves. Her parents still encouraged her to hide her natural appearance. Werewolves are usually known for their ability to transform at will or uncontrollably during a full moon. The full moon thing is merely a myth.

While her parents unpacked Willow went for a walk through the town. She didn’t know much about Weston Point. It’s one of those towns that hardly anyone visits. As such the population isn’t very high. As Willow walked through the town she was met with several looks. Everyone had heard about the new werewolf family that had just moved in. Weston Point had a fairly small monster population. They were the first werewolves there.

Eventually Willow found the town square. There was a statue of someone. WIllow read the plaque on the statue, Our beloved founder Elliot Weston. Then she looked down to see flowers left there. They looked fresh. Then a girl appeared, “Don’t step on them.”
“Sorry. I assume you left them here.”
“I bring them here every Saturday with my friend.”
“Where’s this friend of yours?”
“He’s around here somewhere. He can’t be that far away.”
“Why don’t you have a scent?”
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I thought you were human. I’m Abigail.”
“You aren’t human?”
“Well, it’s a long story.”
“Willow.”
“Something tells me you’ll like it here.”
“I don’t and I won’t. Goodbye Abigail.” Willow said as she walked away. Then she walked past a boy walking towards Abigail. Willow continued to walk away.

Abigail continued to look at the statue. Then the boy walked up to her, “Sheldon where were you?”
“Would you relax? If I had gotten too far then you’d be pulled back closer to me.”
“You have the one thing keeping me here.”
“I know.”
“Sheldon, this is serious. If you break it I get sent to who knows where.”
“Well look who’s still here.”
“I wish my dad was here with me.”
“Didn’t you haunt him?”
“I regret taking you to the museum.”
“No you don’t.” Sheldon replied. Willow wasn’t aware that she had just met Abigail Weston. Or at least the ghost of Abigail Weston. She had also met Sheldon Stein. The son of the most well known scientist in town.

Being the new monster in town wasn’t exactly a picnic. Especially since there weren’t that many. At least not that she knew of. Her parents weren’t exactly proud of them being werewolves. They did their best to blend in and be treated as equals. Willow would be the one to change that. Especially since there would be a threat coming to Weston Point.

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