DeLacy lives a normal life, in a sense. She can't talk to others and she has to be patient, they'd kill her if they ever found her. She learned to hold her emotions and build up a wall. She distanced herself from everyone for fear of hurting them, even her mother. But when her mother takes in the Alphas of the local Lycan pack when their home burns down in a freak fire, she'll need to learn a whole new level of control. But when the daughter of the alphas starts sticking her nose where it's not wanted. DeLacy's emotions start to come to a boiling point as she finds her resolve slipping as her secret begins to reveal itself along with the dangers that come with it. DeLacy finds herself in the exact position she tried so hard to avoid. Now with the threat of a centuries old war, she finds herself angry. Angry for having to hide her emotions. Angry for having to hide. Angry for having to be silent. Now she would let herself be angry and she wouldn't hide from it and the ones that fought so hard to rid the world of her would learn what a true nightmare they had awakened.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

**1ST PLACE FEATURED IN HORROR 8-31** Alzar's mind wasn't the only thing that was falling apart. ---- After an emotional outburst lands him in the principal's office, Alzar Lorne forced into a series of in-depth sessions with the school's new counselor, Miss 'Fancy' Hastur. However, with each meeting, Alzar's anxieties only seem to worsen, and he can't shake the feeling that something is off with Miss Fancy. He couldn't be more right.

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