Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY PART OF DAUGHTERS OF THE MOON BY LYNNE EWING. ALL NAMES (i.e. Goddesses, Planet Hollywood, ect.) ARE HERS. ALL OTHER PLACES AND PEOPLES NAMES ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

"Oh hot damn, this is my jam, keep me partying till the A.M. Y'all don't understand, you make me throw my hands in the ay-er ay-ay-er ay-er...," the pulse was slithering all over my body as my hands snaked up my body along with the rest of the crowds. Beads of sweat dappled my forehead and rolled sweetly down the curve of my back. God it's hot in here!! I saw a shaft of moonlight enter the room as the door was briefly opened by a security guard getting air.

The strobe lights flashed across my skin, making it look paler than it really is and making me forget all about the calming effect of the moonlight. Planet Hollywood was my getaway, the place where I could be noticed and I was not about to waste my time here. I looked around for my best friends who accompanied me tonight for the first time in almost forever.

Alex tapped me on my shoulder, drawing me slowly out of my reverie of the past few days. He handed me a cold cup of water and gave a half smile. I loved Alex with my whole heart, he and I had dated on and off for the past two years but had since started drifting, I was honestly surprised he was even here. Usually Alex's idea of a Friday night was studying for a test on Monday or chilling with his new friends that I definitely did not approve of (maybe since it did not include me).

"Thanks," I mouthed to him, knowing he could never hear me in this noise. I took his hands in mine and leaned towards his ear and said, "put your hands in the ay-er ay-ay-er!" and dragged him to the center of the room. A few minutes later the song changed and a bunch of happy squeals emitted from the teenage girls.

The past two days all I've been doing was running. Running away from all my problems, questions, and fears. I was sick of running and here, in the midst of the crowd and holding onto Alex's hands, my exhaustion had finally caught up with me. i dropped his hands and went to go get some air. Part of me frowned when I realized Alex didn't even realize I left because coincidently he ran into his new bestie, Amber.

I took in a deep breath of relatively cool April air and closed my eyes, letting the moons light wash over me. Two days ago I met a woman named Jimena who explained that I was a Daughter of the Moon, of Selene and that we were fighting against some evil force called the Atrox. I had been walking in an outdoor market when i accidently ran into her and dropped all of my food from my basket. Her face said that she knew she would run into me, like she expected it.

The words that came out of her mouth were, "Hey Isabelle, nice to finally meet you." I was so shocked I nearly dropped the things I picked up for a second time. I just swallowed and said, "I go by Isa..."

"I had a feeling you did." she gave a slight smile.

"I have a feeling that you have something you want to tell me," that's me, sharp intuition and dull rationality.

"Why don't we go to my place and talk about it?" So we did and I met her grandmother and listened to her stories. I am a strong believer that dreams can warn you what will happen and my dreams were telling me that a mysterious woman would come and I had to listen. She was nice and let me leave afterwards to help let it soak in. She suggested getting out of the house and thinking about it.

Yesterday a shadow was chasing me and I became scared. Words that were definitely not English had come pouring out of my mouth and I ran for my life.

I realized I had been playing with my amulet the whole time and dropped the cold metal against my chest. So many parts of her stories fit together. The amulet, the call of the moon, the magic. Ever since I was little I had the power to touch something or someone and know everything about them. I liked it sometimes, it made the fun moments with a boy more fun but the painful moments like torture.

So here I sit, outside of Planet Hollywood instead of inside it, water in my hand, thoughts in my head, and tears on my cheeks. I knew what I had to do.