Flashback
Staring down at the silver watch I smiled down at the gift, it fitted loose around my wrist but it still was serving its purpose. Glaring at the elevator buttons have they flashed, sighing thinking about how late it is and I am just leaving work. Not like I have nothing rushing home to anyway, It was another long day of trying to befriend Betsy, a blank partner fresh from the wild, she had been here for weeks and I cannot tame the thing, but can I blame her, poor girl was taken from her home and place among strangers, forcing her to adapt... like me. I don't know my parents, I spent all of my life in foster care, and according to the nurses, I appeared on their steps out of nowhere, with a tiny piece of paper pinned to my clothing,
'Her name is Veronica Hall, Keep her safe,'
Many came and tried to adopt me but each time a new couple showed interest, they would just d
FlashbackI begged over and over again, trying to convince these people that I was no wolf but a scientist, but they didn't care what I have to say. Men came in daily tortured me, shouting that I should I shift, but shift to what? After a few weeks, closer to a month they electrocuted me, under a full moon. And that's when it happened, I shifted. My body ached all over and I begged for it to stop, but I didn't. White fur traveled up my arms and legs until it took over my body, I was no longer I girl with dark hair and brown, I was a big dog, with fur and red eyes. Everything that went blank, I woke the next day naked, the men who tortured me for weeks bodies surrounded me, well, what was left of them. The beast I turned into that night shred them to pieces and I have no memory of it. I remember being angry, the type of anger I remember having as a child... A teenager, but never acted out on it, I suppressed that anger for a long time until I cou
Staring at everyone, Alrick's eyes glistened with tears... Tears of joy, maybe, I finally remembered. But he knew what it meant for him, he was the one who told his mother about our plan, knowing that her loyalty lies with Valdomore, he knew the risk and still, he took dem, for what? A goodbye? He didn't drink from my human or cheated on me, his selfishness caused my death and I don't know if can forgive him,"How did you know I wasn't dead?" I stared him right in the eyes, all this time he kept repeating his undying love for me, but was it out of guilt?"My mother... She— she told me a witch came to her in slumber, telling her that you weren't dead. So she helped us escape, to look for you,"Saying nothing I looked away from him, turning my back to them fully,
Vampires and Lycans never got along, Why? Because of an ancient war that started before you... Before me, before my kind, and now we're the ones left to fight it, carrying on centuries of a hostile blood war. Caught in the middle of it, are pesky humans... beautiful, and cunning creatures, yes, but not the smartest. And pity them, of how they are so oblivious about everything that constantly happens, mysterious animal attacks, unsolved homicides without leads, missing persons report files stacking higher, and still, they turn a blind eye. But... Are they? Blind? I mean the signs are there, evidence surrounding the existence of the supernatural, theories on theories, and they couldn't find the key. The key that will unlock the truth about immortality and its hidden demons, the truth about the dangers of a dark alley, the impenetrable mist that foams in the darkness, the silver bullet, or a stake through the heart. If you know the things I know, you would become afraid for your remain
Opening my eyes slowly, I blinked a few times, wiggling my toes of my bare feet, so the blood can circulate better and out ease to its slight numbness. It dark and I- could breathe, It's like the oxygen, was being sucked from my lungs, this strange feeling took over me, Deja Vu, I felt like I have done this before. My eyes danced around the darkness as my hands searched around, for anything clues about where I was, it felt like I was laying down in a box. Tapping the sides that blocked me in lightly with my knuckles, the wooden rippled sound filled my ears, and I realized, I was laying in a box, a coffin. My heart began to heavily pound in my chest, I could feel it intensifying, I could hear it... But why am I hearing my heartbeat, and not just that I was hearing the gush of the blood flowing through my arteries. The short breaths I took, was to calm me down from panicking if I was buried alive I needed to find my way out because I have only five hours until I suffocate. Bracing my
Gazing at him, I couldn't find thewords, I didn't know what to say... The reason why can't I remember my name, or any about my life, my family, my friends, where I live. I couldn't remember anything at all. What else can't I remember, how to tie a shoelace? No, I know how to do that, I just don't remember who taught me. It's like hit the reset button on my life and it started when woke in a casket,"I don't remember anything... I can't remember, I-""It's ok... It's ok," He rose to his feet,"Maybe it's because you were locked in a casket... Lack of oxygen can cause short term memory loss, and who knows long how you have been in there,"Looking around, I noticed something, and it has become another swirling question., How long have I been in there? The dirt Maurice had dug up, had strands of grass, will root growing deep in the chunks of dirt that laid around, Why did it have grass if I was b
Little before I entered the town, I came up to a large yard with a tiny house in the middle. The lights on the inside and outside were off, and I could hear the steady heartbeats of its occupants. There were four persons inside, Two adults, whose heartbeats were louder, and the others pounded softer, one was beating faintly but rapidly, children, a teenager, and a baby if I am not mistaken. But I was not interested in the family, I just needed their hanging clothes. The ones I have on are soaked with... blood and I- I scared of what they might do me if they find out what I am. Slipping the blouse I have on over my head, I stooped to the low pipe, rinsing it clean before wiping my body and face free of blood splatters. Unhooking a T-shirt from the line, I pulled over my head, and down my torso, straightening it out as I go. Unbuttoning my leather pants, my cheeks warmed up when I saw that I was in lace underwear, I was wondering if I dress in this, or they did... The ones who buried
Groaning, I opened my eyes,slowly, forcing them shut when I saw bright lights. Did I die and go to heaven? No,not when my intriguing journey of life was just about to begin.Pulling myself upright, I looked around, I was in the middle of a bunk bed trying to figure out where I was. It was in a moldy, it had a few cupboards to the corner. A concrete table in the middle that has monitors, radios, and a whole lot of junk stacked on top of it, and a few buckets laying around on top of what seem to be newspapers. The water stains on the raw, cracked walls were both from last night showers, and previous rains, and that's when I remembered, No, not my life before this but last night... About me versus W.I.K.D. Somehow I survive the gunshots and the fall, even though I could still hear my bones shattering into million pieces like broken glass when my back hit the pavement. It must be them, they are the ones who saved me, but why? Staring down at my bod
W.I.K.D probably already took back the file they gave Detective Binns. And seeing how I raked up an organization of such power, pulling their strings with my very existence. They could have left me to the police, let handle a common beast, but I have a feeling I wasn't just any creature, and that spooked my interest, and I am sure Binns felt the same way. He seems like a smart man, the kind of smart that will provoke his curiosity, even if it means bending the law a little, and that's the side of him I am relying on. I am sure he made a copy of that file, he couldn't have it with him, because that would be too risky, but he would want to put it in a safe place, and that would be his house, all I have to do now is find out where he lives.Darkness has come, the sun had disappeared, and I was still not in the city, I was in the long line of travelers though, posing as one of them. Al was right, my deeds last night did enough damage and police are swarming the entr