The Wolf Of Two Moons
Preface
A howl echoing through the darkness, calling to me. My home, my family waiting for me to return. I ran towards the beautiful sound that lulled me into a incoherent state, I needed to find the source of the eerie song. The beastly music stopped as I neared a clearing. When I entered I was flabbergasted, my breath was slow and shallow. Looking at the pure black beast before me I smiled.
"I'm here," I whispered "I'm finally home."
The beast walked towards me a glint of hope in its eyes. I closed my eyes and waited for the feeling the white hot fire to burn through my veins. I cried out in pain, it always hurt when I transformed.
1. Lost
"Mercedes?" my father, Ramen, called from the kitchen. I was to busy with packing to notice. We were moving again and I was no happier this time than I was the last. It meant that I needed to go to a new school and make new friends. I hated being the center of attention, I hated change. My life needed to be consistent and by moving again it meant that I needed to change my entire schedule.
"Mercedes, are you done packing?" My father yelled this time it was much closer and much louder than before.
"Yes" I breathed as I walked out of my room with a box that I marked;
MERCEDES ROOM DO NOT TOUCH!
I tripped and the boxes contents fell out on the floor my whole life was displayed before everyone that walked by including my little brother, Aero, and my mother, Shantell. I glanced at my belongings looking at my past. I felt tears well up in my eyes. I picked up a beautiful glass wolf, with great detail. I never noticed it before, even while packing. I examined the tiny wolf it was smaller than my palm, I went to turn it around to get a better look but something sharp pricked my skin as I did. I let out a hiss in pain. I dropped the glass wolf and watched in horror as it made its descent to the floor, beneath me. I tried in what I knew was a feeble attempt to snatch the wolf out of the air, and much to my amazement I did, but I dropped to the ground with a loud thump.
"Mercedes, are you okay?" I heard the musical voice of my mother, her long black hair flowed in little ringlets to the center of her back. Her face seemed timeless, eyes of pure piercing green. All I could do was nod I felt the bush creep onto my face. I looked nothing like my mother. She was tall and looked like a supermodel. I was average height, with honey brown hair that was strait and seemed to frame my face perfectly, it was layered and the only thing I liked about me. My eyes were like nothing in the family, they were brown but had little specials of blue here and there.
"Hey sis, did you fall again?" Aero spoke as he glided out of his room a smile on his childlike face. His sandy brown hair was cropped short for the summer. He had pure black eyes with no hint of any color. Aero is my fraternal twin. We were both born somewhere in the wilderness. My mother and father were out camping, they thought she wasn't that far along. Boy, did we prove them wrong. Aero is an inch and a half taller than me and he is bigger built.
I am 15 years old along with the ape I call my brother. We were born in Kananaskis, Alberta. Aero and I were raised in Edmonton. Now we are moving to Hinton, a little town 284 kilometers west of Edmonton, we were up close to the mountains. I never truly knew why I loved the wilderness, but I loved hearing a wolf calling to its brethren that--to me-- was like a breath of fresh air. I knew that I should be happy that I was moving closer to the mountains, but every time my mother talked about it, I always got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. It felt like something was awakening inside of me. Waiting to be set free, and truly that scared me every time I thought of it.
"Mercedes?" Aero was waving his hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. "Are you in there?" What a stupid question.
"Yeah, what do you want?" I looked him in the eyes silently telling him to bugger off. Aero was just looking all innocent, like he could do nothing wrong. HA! I internally laughed.
"We have to go." He stated sarcastically, pointing at the door.
"I'm coming," I sighed. Getting up I silently said my good-byes to the only place I could truly call home. Hinton, I thought dryly, here we come.
So… what do you think? My first real original story. Well the first chapter of it any ways. R&R. Please, don't make me beg… To late.