Heads or Tails (boyxboy...xboy??)

Chapter 1: Alone...NOT

(Tim Borrmann is Shane)

Shane's POV

'Shane... I'm hungry...' whined Bianco, my wolf, the same time as my insides growled. I haven't eaten at all 3 days ago, and all I had back then was a pheasant. I've been wandering wherever the moon decided to take me. Hunting small creatures to sate my hunger a bit then moving on to the next location. I couldn't stay in one place or other wolves will scent me and since I have the Omega gene, I have to be very careful.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't run away or anything. I actually consider myself lucky that I'm alive and a rouge. My old pack was ransacked by our rivals 3 years ago, I was 13 then. We were moving about our daily lives when out of nowhere, they came and went. The battle didn't even last for 10 minutes. Our pack was just starting to grow so we weren't really strong and they took advantage of the fact that we were quite few in numbers. I was out foraging when the attack happened so when i came back, I was the last one of the Redwood Pack. I had no choice but to pack up my things, burn the bodies, and begin my life as a rouge.

The first months were brutal. Being an Omega cut my chances of survival to almost 0%. Omega's were the non-combat wolves and we only specialized in chores and obedience. My kind lived their lives as full-time servants, always obeying those with higher ranks. I was lucky my pack was kind, other Omega's would get treated like scum and the thought made me cringe. I was forced to eat any fruit I found, as long as it's edible, but my wolf instincts only shouted for one kind of food: meat. I learned how to hunt for food before I turned 14. Although my success rate was poor, I managed to bring them down just in time before I collapsed of exhaustion.

I survived for 16 months before my first rouge encounter. Needless to say I was terrified to the core. He was bigger that me, a good 6'8" compared to my sorry 5'4" height. His muscles were bulging out and his hair flew all over the place. I got lucky and won the fight due to him falling into a river. I may have won but I knew I would have to prepare for more. As the years went by, I learned that those rouges, although strong, are wild and don't possess much intelligence so I found ways to outwit them. It was hard work but it payed off giving me an undefeated streak of 6 confrontations and no loses.

Ignoring my wolf's grumbling, I sniffed the air for anything that will lead us to food. My senses were keener than the average werewolf and I was thankful for that. It became my weapon in my game of survival and so far, it has never failed me, like now. I followed my wolf to a small pond. There were other animals, although I couldn't see them but I can feel them. To my left was a rabbit, happily munching on a tuber unaware of my presence. I was about to give chase when I felt another presence behind me. I kept sniffing the air silently while I studied my body as  it reflected on the water.

I mentally sighed as I saw the many changes that has made its mark on my body. My once joyful face was now a mere shadow of it's former glow. I could feel the sadness in my eyes, the need to find a pack to serve can do that to an Omega. My green eyes staring at myself, wanting to see a small glimpse of the boy before all this. My dark blonde hair, tousled and matted by sweat and dirt, sat atop my pale white skin like a beaver's dam. I let out a breath of realization when I knew that there's no going back anyway.

I set my focus on the assailant behind me. He smelled of werewolf, a rouge one at that. I jumped into the water before he could get the time to position himself. He was shocked at my movement and that was all I needed to think up a plan. I surveyed my surroundings a little, spotting a jagged rock in front of him, a broken tree limb caught in the branches just above the rock and rabbit still oblivious to what was about to happen. I thought up my strategy a little more before tossing my old coin.

"Heads I do it, tails I make a run for it." I mumbled calmly as I let the coin fall to mi outstretched palm. I looked at the result before I shifted into my white wolf. Bianco had a smaller build than other werewolves but this is what makes my wolf hard to catch. I was faster that any wolf I had met, my small frame that was a weakness to others was a strength to me. 

I charged straight at him before he realized what was happening. He readied himself for the impact that never came. I simply jumped over him and used my hind legs to kick him right at the butt, his lack of posture becoming his fatal flaw. He stumbled forward losing his balance as he flailed his arms to keep himself upright. He turned to me just as I jumped on him and snapped at his face causing him yet another shock and earning me a loud thud from him. He had fallen on his back onto the jagged rock successfully hitting his spine making him yelp in pain. I knew it wouldn't be enough so I continued my next assault. He struggled to get onto his feet before shifting to a russet-brown wolf. He bared his fangs at me and I flinched back in fear. He tackled me head on causing me to be thrown away at a fast rate. I shifted mid-air, much to his astonishment but I have to make my plan work. I hit the tree behind me with such force that it swayed back and fort. I winced as I tried to get up but it was too painful. He licked his lips as he neared me, ready to bite me if I made a wrong move. I picked up a twig and threw it to him. It missed, of course, but I wanted it to miss. The twig bounced off another tree and went straight to where the rabbit was eating. Startled, the rabbit ran the opposite direction which was towards us. The critter rant between us which made the wolf step back. 'Perfect' I thought and growled at the rabbit making him freeze where I wanted him to be. I smirked as my plan worked flawlessly.A second later, loud howl of agony erupted though the forest as the rouge got crushed by the limb that fell when the tree I hit swayed. I got up and patted myself clean before walking up to the now gasping man.

"Lucky... y-you..." he growled lowly at me, rage still evident on his face.

"No, the moon just loves me more than you..." I replied uninterested as he took in his last breath. I closed my eyes and prayed that his spirit may find rest with the moon. I'm not that merciless you guys, cut me some slack. I went to kill the meal that got conveniently stuck between the branches and ate till there was none. I'm not full, but at least I'm not hungry.

'Not bad.' grunted my wolf. I just waved him off and proceeded for a drink on the pond. The cool water flooded my senses as it replenished my energy. I lapped it up like I haven't seen water before but who am I to complain?

"Now, where to go?" I asked to myself as I got ready for departure. The noise of the battle will attract others for sure so I have to leave as soon as possible. I waded a bit in the pond to lode my scent before taking out my coin.

As I was about to say my choices, my wolf butted in.

'Heads we go Eastward' howled Bianco, I just snorted at him but I guess we could go with that. After all, he is me... I was taking my first step east when another voice growled at me. Damn... here we go again with the bickering...

'I thought you were sleeping?' snickered Bianco as the voice got louder in my head.

'Tails we go Westward' snapped Grau, my OTHER wolf......

A/N so there it is, my first chapter ^^, I hope you guys enjoyed meeting our main star Shane and his wolves Bianco and Grau. Yes yes I know, he has two wolves residing in him but that will be cleared in the next one so stay tuned my darlings. Thank you for reading and I hope you stick with me till the end. Tell me what you think!!!!!!!!