Chapter 1: Dad
My first Girlfriend just broke-up with me. The house family I currently reside with Call me Sick. I also have not seen my Mother or Father in years since they left years ago.
I thought she was different. That she actually cared about me. She was my first Girlfriend. She used me just to make some guy jealous enough to go back to her. All she wanted was quick sex. i denied her and she just called be a cold bitch. We were not dating for a day and she was already asking for sex. I am not like that.
The family housing me took me in because there son was my best friend. They are a bunch of Homophobes, except for my friend who tried to defend me. I am gay and they found out earlier because that bitch yelled it out. They don't even know my parent to even think that i would disappoint them or disgrace them. I ran out of that house after several minutes of yelling. Marshall, my best friend, had punch his father when i ran away. I didn't want to break-up his family.
My Mom and dad do not care if I'm gay or not… I hope. My father would always find a way to talk to me while he was away for the last seven years with my usually would talk about my life since and about how he is very busy finishing loose ends from the war and for not being there for me. The last conversation I had with my dad I ended our last conversation with him by coming out to him . It was a pregnant silence for a few second then I hung upon him in fear of his reaction to be negative. He has not tried to contact me since. Maybe they were right... they are disgusted by me. I am only lying to myself by saying they don't care.
My Parent were soldiers during the Beast War. I was nine when it started. What i understand that caused the war was the Beast King Massacring a small human town just for his disgust of humans. Beast-Lords were basically human as well but some tend to have powers over the elements, ones heritage determines which element, but they can all change the color of their hair to that of their beast form, nails to claws, and eyes to that of the beast. My mom comes from the Frost Clans, so she has natural powers over ice and snow, her beast is a white wolf.
My Father on the other hand does not come from the clans. He hails from the Tribe. The Tribe is smaller than Any clan but is more powerful when it comes to their abilities. If one is clan born then they have control over one element. But if one is tribe born then there there is no limit on the power they hold. It is also one of the reasons they went to war. After my tenth birthday my dad got a letter which caused him and my mother to cry. They left for the war a week later. I snuck into my father's study which was about to be cleared out since they decided to give up the house while they were at war and found the letter.
The Tribe were peaceful, always wanting to find peace without bloodshed but still able to if need be. The Letter was from my Aunt. It was tear stained it shared news of what has happen. The Beast-King feared the power of the tribes so when the tribe refused to side with him he Eradicated them, all of them, Man, women , child, even the defenseless sick. She had wrote about how there are a few of the tribe members that survived but there home were destroyed and they wanted revenge.
My father left with my mother to join those that are rebelling against the self proclaimed Beast-King And the human army. They had won the war just at the end of my sophomore year a of high school, The beginning of last summer.
"Looky here fellas a lonely little girl." Said a man i can don't need my animal like sense of smell to tell that he is drunk.
I get up from the curb i have sitting so I can run off but I am grabbed by two other men who start to feel me up "Going some where beautiful?"
"LET ME GO!" I shout at them panic rising.
"Not till we are throu-"
"She told you to let her go." growled a calm familiar voice.
One of my captors spoke up "Look buddy just continue walking and no one will-"
"Put my little snowflake down NOW!" He roared at them causing the ground to shake, head to vibrate, and my captors to drop me and run for their life. The Werewolf chucked at their fear of his beast form.
I try to get up by myself but a clawed hand grabs my shoulder and helps me up to my feet. I said nothing. "Are you OK?"
I still say nothing. A clawed silver hand turns human and gently makes my look up into glacier blue eyes like mine.
"Elsa you look like you've been crying?" He said concern etched in his voice.
I hug him and start to cry into his leather jacket "I thought you were abandoning me?"
He breaks the hug and looks me in the eye "I will never abandon my only daughter… Oh and you might want to have this to prove you are tribe and of my family blood line."
He placed a silver amulet with a large blood red ruby in the center around my neck. The amulet instantly shifts. Now there is a wolf on a hill frozen mid-howl to the ruby moon with a snow storm raging around the moon.
The ruby to symbolize my tribe - The powerful and vicious BloodMoon tribe.
The storm to symbolize my father's bloodline - The Chaotic Tempest bloodline that had lead the BloodMoon tribe for many generations.
The snow to symbolize my mother's bloodline - The noble Bloodline the Frost family of the Ice Clan's court.
Then the wolf to symbolize Me - The daughter of the Princess of Frost and Ice and Chieftain of BloodMoon Tribe: THE WINTER-WOLF.
"You know who is Major Arendell right?" he asked
"Yes I remember him, his Platoon was the one that you and your Brotherhood (-some of the survivors of our tribes destructions and those who showed strong loyalty and respect to my father) had helped to storm the Beast-King's castle and witness his…" My father looked down at his hands as if they were still covered with my uncles blood "... downfall."
"I saw not the Beast-King in his eyes but the Brother-in-Law that had walked your mother down the aisle during our wedding. I saw the Sorrow in his eyes begging for forgiveness and yet thanking me for ending it. Anyway the Major own a large farm and giving up some of the property for the tribe. So i hope you are still friends with Anna because her father has invited us, as in the Tribe, to a Party tomorrow to celebrate the end of the war."
"Great should we go get my stuff from the Oaken resident before they destroy it all?"
"Yep! Let's go talk to a bunch of homophobes." he says changing back to his cheerful demeanor.
"Hey! Marshall is okay. he stood up for me." I say as we get in a silver 1970 Dodge Charger R/T. It takes us a few minutes to get to the house. We enter through the front door and i go up to my room and start to pack my bag. Marshall enters the room and helps me pack. We get back to the living room when He stops and Gaps at the sight of my father out his displeasure of finding me in the middle of the streets alone. Dad than grabs the bags Marshall had helped me packed and thanks him for being there for me. Then we head off to our new home.