It was a cold night, the wind howled like a pack of hungry wolves. The full moon shined brightly upon a small village. The peaceful village was disturbed by piercing cries that came from one of the small houses in the village. Inside that house were four people. One man and three women, the scream came from the woman on the simple bed. The young mother was about to give birth to her first child. The husband watched his wife wishing there was some way he could ease her pain, but the midwives forbid him from interrupting them as they coaxed the soon to be mother in labor. She had been going in labor for an hour now.

"Come on, Rebecca, push," one midwife encouraged.

Sweat dripped from the exhausted woman's face. She didn't have the strength to answer. She continued pushing, until finally a new cry could be heard throughout the small farm house.

The midwife had been between her legs quickly wrapped the newborn child to prevent it from getting cold. The husband finally stepped from where he had been standing for an hour. The midwife gently gave the dark haired man his child. "It's a boy, John."

John gazed down upon his new son. And what he saw was an angel. The baby had snowy white hair, beautifully pale skin and huge silver eyes that gazed up at him. In all his life he had never seen something so beautiful besides his wife which his son resembled. Rebecca had lived farther north and the people there were known for their white hair and pale skin. Some people believe they were descendents of angels.

"My dear boy," John whispered. Tears threaten to overcome the man as he walked over to his exhausted wife. His wife held out her arms as he carefully placed their newborn son in her arms. Rebecca stared down at her son, and like her husband was astounded by his beauty.

"He's beautiful," she gasped.

"Just like his mother," John said kissing her on the lip and gentling stroked their son's soft cheeks. The midwives silently left the room giving the new family some time alone. The couple didn't even notice they left as they were still smiling down at their son.

"What should we name him?" Rebecca asked.

"How about after your father, Allen?" John suggested.

Rebecca's father had only recently passed away leaving Rebecca devastated.

"Allen is perfect, a beautiful name for a beautiful baby."

Four Years Later

"Allen, sweetie, you need to go collect the eggs," Rebecca told her son when she was outside harvesting potatoes from their small garden. It was midsummer and it had been a good year so far. The whole village was at peace and went to bed with full bellies

Allen who was now four summers old was playing with the wooden wolf that his father carved for him. He was small adorable boy that was adored by his parents and all the villagers. One look into his big gray eyes caused anyone to melt like butter. He was also sweet and polite he always did what he was told to do and never got angry. The other village children love playing with him because he was never selfish and had a taste for adventure.

"Okay, mommy," with that he picked up his small basket and went to their hen house. The hen house contained three hens and a rooster. Allen liked the rooster and named him Tim he would always slip him a few bread pieces. Tim clucked happily when he saw Allen.

"Hi Tim, I'm here to collect the eggs." Allen gently slipped his hand under the sleeping hens and gathered four eggs, since one hen had laid two. After he fed Tim a piece of bread he returned to his mother with the eggs. His mother thanked for the eggs and told he could go play, but warned not to go into the forest because there were wolves and bears in there that ate little boys. Allen nodded and skipped off happily to visit his friend Lavi.

Lavi was a red head boy with emerald eyes and was full of energy who was two years older than Allen, but Allen thought it was cool that he was friends with a bigger kid.. His parents tragically passed away from the fever a few years back and now Lavi lived with hi grandpa, a cranky old man who spent most of his days reading boring history books and ordered Lavi around. But Lavi good attitude didn't allow to him to be deterred from having fun with his little buddy.

Lavi was currently hanging upside down on a tree branch. Lavi was always doing crazy things that usually got him hurts or in trouble.

"Allen!" Lavi shouted when he saw the white hair boy coming his way. Expertly he swung himself where he was now lazily sitting on the branch and he scurried down the trunk. He then ran over and pulled Allen into a crushing bear hug. Allen struggled against the stronger boy. Eventually Lavi let him go. Allen gasped for air.

"Sorry little guy," Lavi said roughly patting Allen on his small back.

"It's ok." Allen answered once he could breathe normally.

"Come on let's have fun before the old panda notices I slipped out the window of my room." Lavi said pulling Allen with him. Lavi's grandfather insisted on giving Lavi boring useless lessons in reading, history and mathematics. Lavi was always trying to weasel his way out of the boring lessons. His grandfather usually took a few hours to find out his energetic grandson had slipped out, since he was so involve with his own studies.

"You will get in big trouble, Lavi," Allen pointed out.

"In that case we must have as much fun we can have before I'm locked away with those dreadful books." Lavi steered Allen towards the tree lines. Despite his parents warning Allen followed Lavi into the forest, he believed his big buddy would protect him from the nasty monsters. He and Lavi soon found themselves surrounded by trees. Lavi found a pond and soon they stripped down to their undergarments and slipped into the cool water to escape the summer's heat. Allen learned how to swim thanks to Lavi. They swam and played for an hour before they left the water and lay out to dry. Little did they know of the danger that lurked by or the fact they were being watched by hungry yellow eyes.

It's only when they hear the sound of a snapping branch did the boys become aware that they were not alone. They quickly dress in their clothes and Lavi pulled a frighten Allen into his chest. The redhead looked around and his eyes came across a large black wolf gazing staring at them with hunger in its cold eyes. The wolf growled menacingly at the boys. They slowly backed away from the predator. The wolf approached them bristles razed. Lavi looked over to see a large branch. Without thinking Lavi shoved Allen behind him.

"Run Allen, and go get help." Lavi shouted as he snatched up the branch.

Before Allen could protest the wolf attacked. Lavi was quick and swung the branch, smacking the wolf on the head. This only seems to piss off the wolf. Allen remains frozen despite what Lavi instructed. The wolf was too quick and it seems to know to stay clear of the hand with branch. The wolf attacked Lavi's legs. The wolf's canines sunk into soft human flesh. Lavi cried out in pain and fell to the ground, much to Allen's horror. The sight of blood made Allen feel sick. Allen was frozen in fear but when the wolf was about to come in for the killing blow something deep inside Allen seem open, something powerful. As the wolf was about to kill his friend Allen screamed. And instead of ripping Lavi to shreds the wolf went flying backward by force so powerful that it hit tree and cracked its skull.

Both boys were speechless as they look at the now dead wolf. Lavi then stared at Allen as if he sprouted a pair of rabbit ears, but before he could speak Allen suddenly collapsed. Lavi rushed to his fallen friend. His attention was completely focused on Allen that he didn't notice the tan man hiding among the trees. The man had yellow eyes and he was fancy noble clothing. A smirk was plastered on his face.

"Well, well that little brat is full of surprises; the King must be informed immediately."