Rouge

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           I am Rouge. Queen of the forest. Protector and Provider of rouge’s everywhere. And I am the last pure white wolf. Some think I truly come from Royal blood. Some believe me to only be a myth. But I can assure you, I am real. I may not know my past. The whereabouts of where I was born and the identities of my parents may remain unknown even to me. But I can assure you this: My family, are the rouges. Yes, the ones that are beaten and thrown out of their packs, the ones that simply run away, and even the ones that are born into this life style. I protect them and care for them when in need. So let this be a warning to you all: If you mess with my family I will come after you. I may not know who you are, but I will hunt you down. I will find you and I will kill you.

A/N:

Hey guy's. So I need an editor for my story. If anyone is interested then please message me. Thanks! :) The epologue isn't very good because I couldn't figure out how to write it. But the rest of the story isnt that bad, promise! 

 Epologue:

I was walking home from school. Being the nerd of my school isn't very fun. I go to a different school than my brother so he can't stand up for me, not like he would if he was there. He probably would laugh with them. I try and ignore them but it doesn't always work. At least I have my parents. They dont know about the bullying but thats how I wan't it. If they know then they will just make it worse by talking to teachers or what ever. 

"I'm home!" I yelled as I walked into my house. I know my mom isn't here because her car isn't in the drive way. I walk into the kitchen and see a note on the conter. 

Honey,

             Your father and I had to go out for the night. We wont be back until late so don't wait up for us. Please eat something, your getting too skinny! I love you. 

-Mom

I scoffed at the note, to skinny. Yeah thats why everyone at school keeps calling me fat. I made my way into the living room and plopped down on the couch. I grabbed the remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV. As I scrolled through the movie list I saw nothing that insterested me so i just turned on the new and started my home work.

About an hour later I was finished with school so I decided to look again for a movie. After scrolling for about 5 minutes I came across Cinderella. I love that movie. Its my favorite. I quickly turned it on and relaxed back onto the couch. About half way threw the movie I heard the front door open. Figuring it was my brother I just ignored it and returned to watching the movie. 

I was watching the sence where the clock strikes midnight and Cinderella has to run away. Ive always found it so sad. I was so caught up in the sene that I didn't hear the heavy unfamiliar foot steps behind me, I didn't smell the horrible stinch of it smelling like someone hadn't showered in weeks. I didn't even notice the person standing behind me until he was so close that I could touch him. 

"Hello pretty." He whisperd before a needle was poked into my neck and somethig was injected into me. I didn't even have time to scream before I blacked out.