Without Him..

40

We go back down the elevator and he takes us to center of the city.

Troy puts the microphone to his mouth.

"Listen all of you! Listen to what I have to say!"

The authority that rose from him was intimidating.

I shrink back a bit. Troy just smiles and pulls me back to him.

He whispers into my ear.

"You have nothing to be afraid of. I would never hurt you."

I half smile, embarrassed at the fact that the Vampires are staring at us.

He turns back to the people and becomes very serious.

"We are about to go to war with the Wolves."

The vampires begin to shout in anger.

I hear some yell," How dare they break the treaty!!" Others, "Who do they think they are?! They know we can take them downfaster then they can blink!!"

I growl unconsciously.

Everyone becomes silent and stares at me.

I shift my weight feeling uncomfortable. I didn't mean. That just made me mad. They think they can just take out the Wolves..

Someone begins to shout.

"She's one of them!! Kill her, before she destroys us all!!"

Troy looks through the crowd and spots the angry man.

In a blink of an eye, Troy has the guy by his collar.

"If you EVER threaten my Princess again...I will KILL YOU!!!"

Troy throws him back into the crowd. The man cowards back.

For a moment, I thought I was going to have to save that man from him.

I mean he was right I am a werewolf. Its in my blood. But so is Vampire.

Troy takes a deep breath and continues talking.

"The Goddess' are at war. The wolves don't want to fight but they have no choice. On the day of Valera's birthday we will all be stricken with war fever. So, how you feel now won't be the same. Until the Goddess' end it we all will have the urge to wipe each other out."

One small child walks out of the crowd.

"Uncle Troy does that mean extinction?"

Troy sadly smiles at him.

"Yes Kevin, yes."

So, Troy has a nephew. Learn something new everyday.

Troy and I walk back to his castle.

I stop Troy and ask him a question.

"Troy how did you know when the war fever would happen?"

Troy points to an old book lying on a table.

"I was reading it before I went to find ya'll earlier. That book has been in the family for centuries. All royals have to read it incase the War of the Gods happen again. As you can see, it's going to happen again."

I suddenly stiffen up.

"Troy when is Valera's birthday?"

"Tomorrow, at 8 am."