•Chapter Two•
"It's your destiny. Stop fighting it. All you're doing is putting everyone else's life at risk for yourself, how selfish" she sneered, "at least do it for Vivian."
My pen dropped at the mention of her name. She had not one right to say that. Yeah, everything else she said was wrong but bringing Vivian into this was a whole another level of hate. Every single emotion from that day came crashing back.
Flashback
"Go Rose! Find mom and dad and don't come back. I'm fine!" Viv shouted.
I couldn't do anything but stand there in shock. With all of the tears streaming down my sisters face, I couldn't help but not want to leave.
"Dumb little girl. I should've know your father didn't teach you two much. I should've came earlier" he laughed darkly while tightening his hold on her neck.
"Please don't hurt her" , Viv sobbed, "she's innocent. She doesn't even know why this is happening. Please don't hurt her."
That's all I heard before everything went black.
End of flashback
How wrong she was. I might have been a naive little twelve year old but I knew that this was happening because of what we are.
What she was.
Coming back to reality I noticed my mother, who was standing in front of my desk, turn pale once my horrid gaze met hers. Out of everything swirling in her eyes, fear was most evident.
Who isn't scared of me?
"Listen" I growled, my inner beast coming out for play, "You nor anyone else will tell me what to do. I am my own person. You may have birth me but you sure as hell won't control me."
Not giving her another second to spread her bullshit, I stormed out of the room making sure to slam it.
All of this was becoming too much. Literally, it's damn near close to becoming me.
Sliding out of the house without being noticed was hard, extremely hard. Almost everyone expected me to leave and never come back, if I got the chance. Then again, I'd think I would bail too, if I wasn't me.
Finding the nearest tree, I shed my clothing and shifted into my wolf.
Not to toot my own horn, but my wolf was beautiful. My fur was silver and black, like a newborn yorkie. And my eyes were ice blue. Sounds wonderful, right? Well, it's not. All of this just makes it that much clearer to hunters, rogues, and evil all together; that I'm special.
Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't notice the five wolfs circling me like a platter of bait. I'd be going to hell if I said I wasn't scared. Truth be told, I would be way better off running away than going up against five blood thirsty wolfs.
The sound of a twig snapping caused my eyes to flicker to the left. Along with the wolfs in front of me.
They sniffed the air before sprinting away through the trees. Becoming nights little mouse to chase away.
Scary Bastards
Not wasting any time I dashed away as well. The sounds of my paws slamming the disconnected leaves on the ground wasn't the only noise I heard. Not to far behind me, I could hear the patting of feet.
Dad?
Yes rose? He sounded more irritated than usual. Then again he always was after she died.
Someone's chasing me. And I don't want to lead them to our territory.
Damnit! They've come earlier than expected.
What? Who's they?
Don't worry about that rose! Just keep coming. I'll have guards waiting at the border.
Not bothering to respond, I sprinted farther. The faster I get there, the faster I can sleep this all away. But it seemed as if every little increase of speed I made they became faster.
Vampires.
That simple word was enough to have sliding on my haunches, successfully flipping the three blood suckers right over me.
Dashing behind the nearest tree I shifted, throwing an oversized shirt on.
Walking slowly into the clearing I couldn't help but laugh at the shock on their faces.
"I have no clue who you three are, but you're going to help me"
Later I would find out that these three strangers would be the only people I could trust
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