It's James. He is about 6 feet tall with short brown hair. He is wearing a leather jacket and faded blue jeans. He is just standing in the door way looking at Mike, observing him. Mike is surprised that he had a companion with him floating off to his side with a green glow. The man says "Mike?"
Mike steps back looking at him and says, "Yea and who are you supposed to be?"
"Well my name is James, i'm sure you got my letter."
"Yea, I did. And who is this?" Mike says while pointing at the sprite.
"Oh, this is Jasmine. She is a sprite." James says while displaying her with his hand.
"Awesome. What can she do?"
"She can control the wind." Just then Jasmine holds up her hands and a gust of wind blows through the three of them.
"Wow. That's cool."
"Comes in handy in some situations." says the sprite with a smirk.
"Lets get a move on shall we?" James says.
"Yea sure. Where are we going?"
"We are going deep into some woods i know of."
"OK.... and where is this?"
"Hehe. You'll see." James says with a devious smile. James motions Mike to come outside with them. Mike follows James and his companion to his car. Jame's car blends in with the night; black exterior with dark tinted windows. The entire interior is completely black also. Mike gets into the car and they start off.
The entire town is almost dead. No people are around and no cars are on the streets. The only sounds they can hear are the rain trickling from the dark sky and onto the car and the hum of the car's engine.
They finally arrive at their destination. It is a dark and creepy forest. The rain has now stopped and the ground feels like squishy mush under their feet. They can hear the sounds of the forest; the barking of a dog in the distance, the rustling of leaves and sticks as a deer scurries across the ground, and the "hoot" of an owl in a nearby tree. James motions Mike to follow and Jasmine floats off to a close by log. James and Mike walk deep into the woods until they can no longer see the houses nor hear the sounds of society. James hold up his hand suddenly for Mike to stop walking. He says, "This is far enough." He puts a protective boundary around the area so they won't be interrupted by anything. "First thing's first. You need to know what happened to your last teacher, Phil."
"Ok. What happened?"
"Well as you know, he was murdered."
"Yea but why?"
"The people that killed him, or had him killed, didn't want him to teach you about your abilities. They think that you are a serious threat to them."
"Me?? A serious threat??" Mike cuts him off with a laugh.
"Let me finish. There is a prophecy. It says that a werewolf born on the full moon by two humans will be the most powerful werewolf and cannot be defeated once he is taught. So when these people found out who you are and that Phil was going to teach you, I believe that they are vampires, they hired an assassin to kill Phil."
Mike's jaw drops in disbelief and says, "This...... This is a lot to take in. And kind of hard to believe."
"Yes I know. It must be a lot. Anyhow we need to start."
