An Echo in The Wind

Prolougue (Re-Done)

My Name would be Echo Cantrell, weird name, right? Weird name for a weird person. I'll give it to you straight, I'm a shapeshifter. Not an 'ooh i can turn into a couch and then a fridge' shapeshifter, an animal shifter.

I'm a pureblood,Which means i can change into any animal at any time, thats only because i am a pureblood. If I wasn't then i'd only be limited to 3 animals and only able to change at full moons. I can read minds, too, thats actually one thing i can do that's pretty cool. I can controll it easily so I don't have a million thoughts flooding through my head each day.

My senses are a lot more better than human senses. I know that without ever being human. I'm stronger, too.

No one knows i'm a shifter, except my best friend, Leon, whos also a pureblood, too. We've known eachother since birth. Leon and I's mothers were both best friends when they found out about us.

**FLASHBACK** (thirdPerson)

Rain falls down onto the small blue home of a little girl. The little girl and a little boy tell secrets, both at the age of ten, in her room. Their mothers drink tea and chat downstairs in the kitchen, discussing what they wish their babies would be when they grow old.

"She would make the best Lawyer," says the little boy's mother, Carrie.

"A Lawyer? You Think?" says the girls mom, Lucy.

"Of Course, the way she speaks and acts, Shes like an adult already."

"I was thinking more along the lines of a nurse."

"Well, my little boy is going to be a lawyer, they could be lawyers together. Think about that!" says Carrie, laughing wildly. Lucy nods at the thought, but a screaming interrupts it. Panic rushes through the two mothers. They run upstairs to the children only to find that there children have been replaced by wild creatures. They were not human, they had purple aura's, they were transforming into something. But The mothers weren't going to wait around and find out what. They screamed, running out of the room and into the kitchen, locking the door.

Lucy reaches for the phone, but Carrie grabs it and whispers "We can't call anyone! They won't believe a thing we tell them!" she continues, "i have heard of satan himself taking children all across the country, there is a website about it, too. I've read everything, and you must think i'm crazy, but you can't because you saw the exact same thing i did in there! In that room, those creatures weren't our children! They weren't! We have to leave, escape this town! We'll get husbands and new kids, we can forget this night, our babies." a tear escapes Carrie's eye as she think about her little Leo.

Lucy stares in shock at Carrie's words. Lucy though of How anyone could just forget there own child like that? That they raised and nurtured, cared for and loved? A couple of minutes ago they were talking about the future of their children and now they're talking about leaving them to survive on there own?

But Lucy had to admit, she didn't want to know what was happening to her precious daughter. What if Carrie's words were true? What would she do if her own baby threatened to hurt her? Kill her? Lucy nodded. She wasn't going to take the risk. She would leave this town, Leave echo, Forget about everything that happened from this day on.

They left after that, sneaking out of the house so know one would ever know what happened to them or their children. They were gone.

* * *

Two wolf pups, who were once innocent young children, scratched at the bedroom door, trying to find their mothers. Wanting some anwser on why they felt so funny and could see everything in a different way. They wondered if it was normal to become animals when you grew up. Their mothers never talked to them about that. They wondered why they ran away. Why they happy to see that they were becoming older, and more grown up.

The girl, was now a full white wolf, with shocking emerald green, and light yellow eyes.

The boy, fully black, had light Phthalocyanine Blue eyes.

The two wolves stared at eachother a moment, thinking of what to do. They could communicate, through telepathy, but they didn't know what to do but to continue to scratch the door, hoping their mothers would open the door and explain what was happening.

But that didn't happen. Nothing did. They couldn't hear anyone in the house, but they could here the little bugs rustling in the grass outside. They eventually gave up, tired at thinking and scratching. They snuggle up next to eachother and fell asleep.

They would deal with this the next morning, talk to their moms, and ask them a couple questions. Wonder why they never told them of such a cool thing. Why they didn't open the door for them.

But again, that didn't happen.