New Beginnings

unknown territory

Kenzies pov
I could smell smoke,
I could hear the crackeling as flames leapt about my surroundings. I chanced a glance, and what I saw astounded me. My aircraft was a heap of melting metal and lapping flames and the forest everywhere I looked was smoking. I screamed, gasping in the air, I tried to stand, but my legs gave way and I yelled in pain. "HELP, PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP!" I yelled, but the smoke was making it hard to breath. "HELP!" I screamed, suddenly not liking the idea of death. "HELP!" I kept screaming until it felt like someone was pouring acid down my throat. My chest felt tight as I tried to move my broken limbs. I managed to wheeze out a last word "help!" My senses were weak but it wasn't hard to hear the ear piercing, howl that ran through the cold night air.
Then, everything went black.

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Damian's pov:

Really! I screamed as I charged towards my office door, this was the 5th time that I have been interrupted by my sister in 10 minutes, she can't even give me time to think! I reach the door, throw it open and growl, "PINK IS FINE!" without even chancing a glance. "Ummmm" came the reply and one that I definitely wasn't expecting. I furrow my eyebrows as I look in the doorway to find my Beta standing there with his arms crossed, leaning on the doorframe with one eyebrow raised. He smirked at the expression of confusion on my face before replying "I personally prefer green" tone laced with laughter. I narrowed my eyes at him, giving him a scowl before growling "what". Blake looked up at me and into my blue eyes before replying " those humans are messing with us again, they won't leave it alone." I growled, turned my back and walked into my office before leaning on my desk and saying "what now?" Over the past few weeks humans have been coming into my territory and trying to sniff out my pack, this is a huge risk to our society here as humans could discover about shifters. And the penalty for that was death.
The response I got was " two jet fighters, loaded with ammo too. How should we deal with it Alpha" I growled at him, turned around to face the wall and said "light em up, make sure that you do it outside pack territory" I was totally fed up with how these humans were acting and intended to put a stop to it. " Yes Alpha" came a quiet response from the door, even though Blake was my best friend he knows that I have a short temper and right know I am pissed.

I have been pacing in my office for 5 minutes now, can't help but feeling like something is wrong. It's in times like these when I wish I had my wolf, when I'm uncertain and worried. But he died years ago and left a meek shell of a werewolf behind. I have been like this for 5 years now, and every day is a painful reminder that I should be dead, no one survives without their wolf, its like ripping someone's soul from them and leaving behind an empty body, the walking dead.

I am the only known survivor of the loss of a wolf, why? I don't know but my wolf, Max was a smart one and not a day goes by when I don't try to call out to him. In hope that he might still be with me in one form or another. I dream about him every night, a vague presence, a shadow, a ghost. Every night his image comes clearer and clearer, the same dream every night, only clearer as time goes on. Sunken, worried blue eyes, hackles raised, ears pinned back and jaws dripping with blood. It's haunting to say the least and confusing as my wolf was never violent, I can't help but think that he's trying to tell me something.
I was startled from my thoughts when a earsplitting bang resonated in the air. I waited for the ringing in my ears to stop, but it never did it got louder and louder until I crumpled on the floor hands on my ears, screaming bloody murder "make it stop! Make it stop!" My hands started becoming damp and read liquid trickled down my arms, dripping on the floor. I cookooned myself on the floor, laying on my side with my hands still on my ears screaming "MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!" over and over until my vision became blurry and I was laying in a small pool of my own blood. I was hanging onto the thin strings of consciousness when I heard a ghosted whisper in my head "save her!"