The day grows dark as night approaches; the moon is just over the horizon as the sun sinks below. I walk through an open field in Leavittsburg, Ohio, planning how my night may go.
But it will not go as planned.
I am not a normal person, I do not walk in the night to enjoy it, and I walk to save the people I love from harm.
But that is not possible, as it is not possible for me to live by a normal life. Since I am not normal, it is not possible for me to live a normal life.
I do not crave blood; instead I despise it, even though I do like the taste once a month. Or more.
I am a werewolf and an old one at that. I have the appearance of a thirteen-year old girl, though I am much, much older. My short black hair covers half of my pale face and my dark, wild, wolf-like eyes gives me an exotic appearance. My skin is almost paper white but I am not a vampire, I have ten times the strength and sense of a vampire. I only crave meat and blood when I am in wolf form.
I have no family, I killed them all one hundred sixty thousand years ago; the memory still pains me. But, I do have friends in this time; but I must stay away from them, for now. Tonight is a full moon and it will not affect me until I gaze into the beautiful silver orb hanging in the sky.
It is hard not to look, though.
Long ago in a village in Italy, ancient Italy, I was a young girl, a girl with not a care in the world. I grew up happy even though my mother died while in labor with me. My father was away most of the time and my older brother, Kaian, looked after me. When I was only thirteen, my dad got a bad injury and had to stay at our hut for the rest of his life, unable to travel. He was devastated, as was I. One night I was out during a full moon… big mistake. Guess the rest, I got bit on my ankle and turned into the wolf and killed my father and brother.
Now I live a cursed life, My name now is Tiffany Mercury, but my ancient name that few people know is Mezocatra, or Mezo for short. I am not in hiding; whenever I kill no one knows it is a human that does it. I can change at will but I refuse to do so, if I do, I crave blood.
I go to a Middle/High school called LaBrae; I am in the eighth grade and have a few good friends. Their names are Courtney, Alicia, Molli, Christa, and Michelle. They are the only one I trust with my secret, and so far have not told anyone. Molli, I believe, is a vampire in the making and I am worried for her. She might hurt any human… or even me. I just know they were all powerful in a way. Maybe a bit too powerful, I could sense it. They have something special… but what?