Silverbane's Bloodlust

Chapter 1

Agggg who's baseball bat missed the ball and mistook my head for one? This shit hurts.

I woke with my head ready to erupt like a volcano. I stared a very unfamiliar ceiling that had dark shadow marks like an after effect of an indoor BBQ. Specks of worn out paint hung onto the ceiling like my hope before i died, Ironic.

Waiiitt... I died. Hold up I was dead. There is no way i could survive that train. Where am I? And what the hell?!? I can breathe. I can think. I can open my eyes... I can see!!! Oh My God, Thank God I'm not blind.

I tried to move but searing pain raked my body making me groan loudly. I looked down to see pale, thin legs with fading scars and burn marks under a knee length white gothic dress with faint flower prints. It would have looked elegant and radiant if there weren't any holes and tear marks. It seems this dress has never been washed since it was bought.

Well if I am wearing a dress, that means I am a girl. Wait lets just double check... Yip I'm a girl but a very meek one at that. Great. Just great. I had to be reborn into a weak girl's body. Well I'm sorry girl but your body is going to go through a hell lot to become what i want it to be. Be prepared.

The air had a musty smell. In the corner of this dark room is a wooden table on which lies a broken shard of a mirror. The sound of something dripping echoed softly. Barely Audible but my trained ear heard it clearly, way too clearly. My sight seems to be enhanced.

Well at least there's something worthwhile from this body.

With great effort, I managed to sit up and got a clearer view of this small space. The table seems to be the only furniture in this room, which I would guess is a basement. A crumbled dusty T-shirt ly on the floor where my head once was.

My bones cracked. My muscles strained as I tried to stand. My tears welled up under my eyelids and I screamed. My air ducts bust and it became difficult to breathe through this pain.

What happened to this girl? Why is she so hurt? Don't tell me it's another cliché story of a abusive family?

I groaned and took steady slow steps towards the broken mirror piece. The pain seems to be easing and it feels like I'm... Healing?

WTF?!?

By the time i reached the mirror, I could breathe better and walk a little with ease but the limp was still there. I picked up the shard and looked at the reflection.

Puffy, swollen silver grey eyes drowning in a pool of dark circles stared back at me. White shoulder length hair that would have looked like an icy burst of fire if it were not so unkept and unruly. I seem to be around... 5,9 in height.

Damn, this chick definitely needs a longass shower. But I think I would be smoken hot in this hourglass body if I nurture it better. At least I have all my teeth. Imagine smiling with big gaps and a few loose teeth, hanging from my jaw, looking like a lost case. Thank you dear abuser for letting this girl keep her teeth.

There was a aging wooden door at the far end of the room. I walk towards it and tried to open it. It's locked. I could simply break it down but I don't know what lies behind it and this body is too weak. I don't know where I am, who I am and why I am like this. I remember my last life which is something that I believe should be impossible and is frankly freaking me out but I am grateful because from what I see right now? I will definitely need it.

I sigh and go back on the floor and rest my head on my so called "pillow" to get some rest.

This is so uncomfortable. I graon.

Yes, yes it is. Came a voice

I jumped up. Alert and scanned the room. No one.

I would want to pretend to be more weak if I were you. Came the voice again.

"Who are you? Where are you?", I said. Still keeping my guard up.

I am your wolf, Ariadna. My voice is inside your head and like I said, continue pretending to be weak if you want to survive. We are one so if you die, I die which i dont think I will enjoy doing. Thank you very much. I have been with you since you first shifted. Well... Not you but the previous possessor of this body.

"Hold up. Did you say wolf? What? Are you from some fairytale? Look, i appreciate your advice but I'd like you to get out of my head now please. I don't have time and I need to figure out who I am in this life. Quite busy you see. Now chop-chop, run away now and leave me alone please."

I understand you must be very lost right now. I cannot leave you because like I said, we are one. You will understand better if you see what I want to show you. You can trust me. Your name is Cassandra Rockwell, 19 years old and you are a shape-shifter. There is more to you and you are different from the rest of your kind but that I cannot tell you now. You have a very rough history in this pack but you will understand that soon once you go to sleep and all the memories will resurface.

" This is all crazy. Very very Crazy. Shape-shifting? Bullshitting? Seeee they even rhyme!!! All this is nonsense. I was a grown skilled woman in my last life. You think someone as amazing as me would fall for this trick? Nope, not happening. "

Cassy, you will believe me soon. You can see it with your own eyes... Well your own mind but please trust me and go to sleep.

" Fine I'm going but not because I'm curious about these things or anything. Im just merely tired. "

I ly back down and try to get comfortable. Sleeping wasn't so hard to do as I thought it would be. And soon I was carried into a dream that would change all that I thought was impossible. That shouldn't exist.

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Okay so the first chapter is up. I hope it's enough for now. A lot more is going to go down and I am trying not to rush things. It may come off as slightly confusing but please bear with me. Vote and comment for a sooner update.

Thank you!