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Mission number one named school week one, accomplished. Mission number two, which I created while doing mission number one, avoiding Dante and the girl at all cost, accomplished. I smiled at my success and started to walk out of the school building, stop at the front gate for few seconds only to deciding on how should I go home. Bus or walk?

Seeing the green view and feeling the unsurprisingly fresh air, I decided the later. The walk was not really far, since it was a small town and all, but the lone walk through quiet surroundings almost made me change my mind. It was a bit creepy with the recent attacks.

It had been nearly five weeks since I moved here. My parents had asked me to cut all communications with my friends back in the city, to have fresh start, a new life. Sometimes I wondered how was my best friend doing, considering he was still in coma when I left. My parents said he would soon wake up and they would let me know. I shouldn't have driven that damn car. It was all my fault.

I still remembered that night clearly. We were on our early summer night party at the beach when I caught my date cheated on me with my best friend's girlfriend. Ironically, they reasoned that it was all my fault, saying I made her jealous for spending too much times with her boyfriend slash my best friend. Well hello, I wasn't the one who cheated, was I?

We argued harshly, mostly because she accused me of things I didn't do just because she didn't want to admit her wrongdoing. I didn't care about her rendezvous with my date, but I cared that she cheated on my best friend, whom I knew was deeply in love with her. She was his first love and he had even gone far to plan on the proposal someday after we had all grown up. He was that crazy. How dare she. Damn, even I wished I had someone like him in my romance life, which was in fact nonexistent.

Luke, my best friend and the said boyfriend, came to stop our catfight. Unfortunately, he was defending his love of his life and didn't believe me. I got so mad I felt the urge to explode something, literally. So I got in my car, and as I turned the ignition, Luke slipped into car and we drove away. Next thing we knew, his effort to make me stop the car had caused another argument.

Maybe it was the alcohol as we had drunk a bit in the party, maybe it was the heavy rain pouring like there was no tomorrow, or maybe I was just driving recklessly.

On a sharp turn, the car slipped and everything seemed to go in slow motion. I remembered the car started to flip, him trying to reach me, the screams and in between our panics I casted a spell on us. I didn't know how or why, I just knew that I had to enchant the spell that was suddenly came into mind. It was a pure instinctive act before I felt the impact of the car crash. Then the world faded out.

I wiped the tears away. Damn, I had to stop recalling the awful memory.

Distant sounds of growls and screams stopped me on my track. I listened carefully and looked at the forest next to the road that I had taken, where the sound was coming from. Something pulled me to investigate. My justification would be, what if someone needed help and I was the only person who had the chance to help? I contemplated the situation for a while before I saw a small trail in between the flowery bushes and the big trees.

Curiosity killed the cat, but I wasn't a cat so it got the best of me instead. So I walked through the dirt, ignoring all the small logical voices from inside my head telling me to return, or better to get help. I was foolishly ignoring all the danger signs and be a stupid victim in a cheap horror movie.

Oh my God, what was that? I froze and quickly hid behind a large tree when I saw a big dog, no, I didn't think it was a dog, it was actually a wolf. Oh my God. Before my eyes, a big white wolf was facing two men with guns both raised. Its white fur was mated with dirt and blood. The wolf was hurt and it seemed protecting something behind it. I softly murmured the hide-and-seek spell then slowly moved closer to the scene, trying my best to keep under their radar.

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