Ok, everyone remember that all the main characters are a year older. Selena and Robinflight are still fourteen, of course, because they just turned that age, but Cora and Mac are twelve and so on.
The Pack
Alpha- Robinflight- 14 year old boy with dark brown hair and dark, bright blue eyes; huge black bat wings
Followers- Selena- long dark brown haired girl and amber eyes; reflective green/black dragon wings; 14 years old
Shadowflight- long hair and pale skin; bright, dark green eyes and huge black bat wings, 23 years old, female.
Cora- Asian girl with shoulder length black hair, chocolate brown eyes and pale tan skin; ginger sparrow wings and 12 years old
Mac- auburn haired boy with hazel eyes, grey osprey wings; 12 years old
Steve- 14 year old boy with greasy black shoulder length hair, wingless, dark eyes.
Sylvester- 14 year old boy with blond, long hair, pteranadon wings, hazel eyes.
Other Characters
Jack- pale skinned man with dark brown hair and pale green eyes, about 34 years old.
Time- Pale 14 year old robot girl with long black hair and red eyes; golden/black/green dragon wings
Harry- A thickset 35 year old man with pale, short brown hair, brown eyes, blotched skin
Alexa- 12 and a half year old girl with tan skin, black eyes, wingless, hazel/black hair.
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Chapter
1, Hunter and Prey
There is a place where dark trees come down and almost touch the water. A tiny bank, strewn with broken logs and kelp fills their distance from each other.
The lake is a sticky, smelly place—a place where most do not want to be. The other side of this body of water is better, but dangerous. A steep, grassy hill, strewn with trees, comes down before it falls away into a huge, jagged black cliff. Bits of tough, torn grass cling to the sparse soil on the cliff. Water sprays against it. There is only one ledge on it, coming from the side of the cliff and pointing up. The ledge hides a cave that begins at the base of it.
The cave grows larger as it goes farther in, and ends abruptly. The floor is damp, and full of cobwebs.
The sun sets like fire, almost gone behind the horizon.
A pale figure stumbles along the small bank, its clothes torn to almost shreds. It wines piteously, scared by the haunting night sounds.
She felt terror, and she fell. The moonlight was bleaching her darker skin, so she looked like a glass mutant. As she looked up, a huge eagle circled thirty feet overhead, looking at her, hunting her. It swooped away, and she ran for the trees. There were eyes watching her, following her progress through the woods.
She searched for a place to hide for the night, and found a huge bush torn up, a small, hollow shelter at the base of its branches. She tripped foreword, falling into it. She pulled up to the scraggly strips and started to circle. Her hand gently touched some leaves, and she rested her head on the soft spot. She lay for a second, and began to feel something creeping up her neck, circling around it. She slowly raised her hand to the spot. Something struck, tightening hard around her throat. She screamed; it was cut off as she gasped for breath. She jerked up, but was not able to go any farther then two feet from the ground.
She wrenched a hand to her neck, and at first felt nothing, until her fingers grazed something cold and hard. She grabbed it, but was unable to lift it from her neck. It was a silver wire, cutting into her skin.
She rasped for breath, and her eyes followed the wire toward the ground. It was staked to a hard iron peg, thrust hard into the ground. Her fingers grasped at it, but it made no movement. It was locked into place.
"Help!" she whispered, her air squeezing through her throat, "help!'
Nobody heard her. She twisted around, trying to loosen the wire, but it did not give in the slightest. She flopped down, panting and gasping for breath. She closed her eyes and rested, feeling the strand hard and mean, wrapped around her throat.