Anger
I stared down the river with so much disgust, my lips curling. I watch as the wretched beast's lips curl with the same disgust. So much hate for the curse laid up on me and that would follow me till it followed me to my grave. I could no longer be a normal teenage boy. I had to control my emotions not for me but because it might hurt others. It might hurt others since I would turn into a wolf. And I can't play with girls, for I might kill them. Great just great. My paw swiped at my reflection only marring it for a bit but it returned, my reflection returned. And I stared at the dark grey wolf looking back at me.
"Paul it will be alright. You will learn to accept things as they are." Sam's voice flitted into my head. I frowned and walked away from the river. I hated how I had to screen my thoughts too. Nothing was private or the least bit sacred. Nothing at all.
"Now Paul your not the only one who has to go through this. If you just accepted this..." Jared's calm and collected voice filling my head. I snorted. Not even wanting to answer but my thoughts were running wild. I was new to this whole thing. And there was no way I was just going to accept it as it is. I am not like Jared or Sam. This kind of thing just didn't work for me. I strolled away from the river and ran through the forest. Lost amongst the woods. Stupid vampires. I could have a life if they weren't here.
"Your not the only one suffering Paul." Sam said in his superior voice. Which just ticked me off. I howled angrily at him and sent him a voice-thought.
"Well I know you guys are suffering too but does that make my suffering any less? What do you want me to do? Just wipe all emotions off me? Well if your order me to oh great leader then I will" My thought so filled with hate that I was pawing those stupid little flowers on the ground. I was so wrapped up in doing this i didn't notice that a vampire approached me. Until a breeze came through. And that sickly sweet smell. That smell of sweet rotting flesh reached my nose. I looked up quickly, my nose flaring.
I ignored Sam's and Jared's reprimands towards me. Watching the vampire that made me into this. This wolf.
"It wasn't me who did that, it was your ancestor." The cold serene voice coming from the leech. Oh right. Mind reader. A penny-headed mind reader. I snorted at that. The leech's eyes narrowed at me. Obviously hearing what I thought. I watched as his hand twitched. I howled with delight. If i could just..
"No, you won't. You aren't allowed." His smug voice ringing in my ears. I saw his expression though it was blank the thing had a spiteful look in it's eyes. As if he wanted me to retaliate.
I crouched. I would give this wretched leech what he wanted. I would let my bottled up emotions rule for me. His face filled with pensive worry. Oh well. Death was nothing better than the bitter sweet release of something that made you a monster...dead.