The story I'm about to tell you, may be true may be not, you got no chance of knowing it, but it's the story of a friend, a friend who been through a loot, and he asked me to tell the story to keep alive the memory of others who aren't with us anymor.I will tell the story the same way he told me, but lets start with a litte history.

In the beginning,when the Earth was made by God,He created two species: the elves, the first born, with great intellect, beauty and dexterity; and the humans, the second born, with cleverty, strength and courage.

The two species were like cousins, very close,very humans were very crafty and they liked to mold metals in a variety of shapes and they created different kinds of tools to do so, while the elves where more attracted of the nature and it's elves went to the forest to learn its secrets and when they came back, they gave birth to something far greater: the magic. Humans used to learn from elves and elves from humans, and try to understand each over view of there can't be light without darkness, Lucifer, one of the angels who were very interested in this new world, try to defy God and for his arrogance, he was send to the years he spend in hell he didn't rotten, no, he studied, he learned, he created, he turned himself in something unrecognizable and a few thousands years later he was controlling the , he wanted the Earth for himself, so when he thought he had enough power, he sends his emissaries to the mortal world to find him new souls.

On Earth, the emissaries were doing their job, everyone who was unhappy, poor or homeless were given a very tempting offer of power, gold, and everything their heart would desire, in exchange for their who accepted the trade,were given gold and power, but they were put through sword and fire and mutilated till they were shells, angry, aggressive and elves who accepted the trade were tortured to the point when they were the opposite of their old were changed in devil-like creature, with red skin, horns and the ability to control fire; while elves were turned into orcs, ferocious, angry and brutal creatures.

Not long after, there were a war between the Alliance of every species on the planet Earth, and the invaders from war went on for countless thousands of years, but through the dexterity of the elves and strength and bravery of humans, the demons were cast back to after that, the endless Divine War started between hell and haven,witch is happening right now, as you read this, in hope that nothing like that would ever happen again.

On Earth, in the need for more territories, more resources, more power, the humans began countless elves, didn't want to attract humans wars upon themselves, they decided to let the humans with their wars, but they didn't want to let the humans to destroy the Earth using their magic after all their collective work, so, with heavy hearts and the acknowledgement that their era was gone, they took every book, every spell scroll and every proof that there were "mystical creatures", and disappeared with them. The years has passed, elves become legends, then myths and in the end, fairy tales, but little the human know that the elves never left them, they blend in human population and watch them, as their guardians from the shadows.

Now our story begin, it starts with my friend, in a very faithful day, in a country called Romania:

"Hi, my name..., you don't have to know my name, the little you know about me the best for you, but for the sake of the story, you can call me Ştefan.I like that name, its a strong name, very popular around was the name of a great king from Moldavia, Ştefan the you don't care about these things, you want to know more about me, lets see what can I tell you, I like comics, video games and penguins.O, I forgot, I'm an half-elf , right?What ever you feel right now is nothing comparing to what I was felling there.I'm 7 years old, and it's my birthday, October the 15th, but that day was strange from the , I would have a big party with friends and cake and stuff like that, but this year, was just me, my father and my would not even let me go to the kindergarten, instead we were standing there, looking at each other, and at some point, father decided to tell me a secret, that my grandpa was an elf, he was a half-elf and I am one the beginning I thought he was joking, but no he was serious, and you can't imagine how I felt, my whole world was turning upside down, I didn't know what I am anymore, and I was scared.O and you wouldn't believe my birthday present, a hunting knife with the blade made out of silver, short enough so I can hold it in my ?I wasn't allowed with the knives from the kitchen, and now I got my own knife?Seriously?Anyway, right now, I was in my father's car, going to met one of his friends.

The car stops in front of a big orange courtyard was strange, grass everywhere, with trees and I wouldn't know better, I would say there was a little the front of the gate, a tall men with long dark hair was waiting us.

-El este Tarcas, prietenul pe care vroiam să-l cunoşti.(He is Tarcas, the friend who I wanted you to meet), my father said.

I'll never forget the moment when he grabbed my shoulder, look me in the eye and told me "Ştefan, the humans are capable of great things, but they are very intolerant, not long ago they were killing each other because of the skin color, and I don't want to imagine what would they do to you if they find out that you are half accepted to train you so you could defend yourself.". That's now I meet Tarcas, the only person in the world who was understanding me, and the only person with pointy years I know, yea ,he was an elf, and my best friend.

In a year of daily training, I learned 3 stiles of martial arts, how to fight with 4 kind of swords, how to shot a bow and arrow or a rifle, how to fight with a stick, how to throw daggers, how to make myself unseen and even a bit of I was excelling at everything, especially shooting arrows.I learned how to use my "elven gifts" to.I can see further and in the darkness, hear better and track things like no human. Literally, the footsteps are glowing when I look at them, weird.

The year passed, and I was going to go to , , seriously, in the beginning of the autumn my parents told me that this year I'm going to the meditation I practice at Tarcas, I was able to control my feelings, but I got to admit, I was pretty nervous, I wasn't familiar with the concept of school.

I won't try to make the things that happened look any better than they were, because I want you to have a realistic view of from the beginning I was the class bully.I was a half-elf, more than a merely human, more then them, I was thinking myself to be greater than them, and I still do, but not because I'm different, because I do things that they can't even imagine, I sacrificed more fore this world, for them, than they could ever will do.

I've got to say, I liked being the bully, the power, the fear, the thrill of the fights, I was felling like school hours were the same for me: stay in your bench and pretend to be awake. Don't understand me wrong, I was trying to learn something, but the way our teacher was talking made me sleepy.I learned how to write and read and math and stuff like that, but seriously, things like biology will never help me, I already know all I need from that matter: the route of all blood vines and were should I hit to cut how another year had passed, the worst part was that I could go to Tarcas only on weekends.

But probably you don't want to read this either, so lets go on, in the summer break, I was playing with a thermometer, that I will regret all my life, and how I was playing with it, don't ask me how, but I manage to break it, and from it's inertia, it went right in my had.I was a bit stun, looking at the quicksilver slipping in my open wound.

Making a summary of the next few days, a doctor told me that overnight I developed an advance stage of heart cancer, and no one can do anything for me quicksilver react with my "strange" biology and that sad I wont be alive by the end of the summer. So, where modern medicine can't help me, maybe magic parent took me to the best "doctors" from this dimension, which are in Tenerife, some Spanish funny thing about Tenerife, it is like a cross road for all intelligent species on you know where to look, and they allow it, you can find from hobbits to ,so we went to this fancy doctors and guess what they told me:"Cancer is not an elven disease, there is no medicine that your metabolism would are very sorry, but there is nothing we can do.".My father was sad, my mom wasn't allowed to see them because she was human, but probably wouldn't like the news either.

One of the elven doctor from there offered me to take me hunting tomorrow night, more like from mercy or sorry, or consolation because we come from Romania and we didn't get anything. That happened sometime before school, so it looked like I was going to die on the island.I didn't know Elvish to good, but I was talking English almost fluently, so tomorrow night we spoke in were in a huge ass forest, you almost can't see the full moon because of the brought bows for both of us:

-What would you like to catch?

-I don cnou.

He looks a bit around, then he sad:

-How about a dear? And he show me some footprints on the ground.

-To litle, to dep, its a goat.

-O, yes... How about a fox?

-There are no claus, and lok at the back fot, are biger, its a rabit.

-Yes, right(awkward).What do you say about a wolf? And he show me the prints.

-Its to big to be a uolf.

-Maybe the wolfs from around here are bigger. he said very confident.

-Al right, lets go.

I didn't want to hurt his pride anymore, so I went with followed the trail up a hill, and somewhere near the top, the trail looked around, but before we could find anything, a beast with wolf-like appearance jump between us and throw me off the there, in that moment, I was scared after a long time.I wasn't scared that I was going to die, maybe sad or disappointed, but not there, I was scared, it was dark, I lost the bow, the arrows broke while I was falling , I was alone and I didn't know what that thing was.I tried to look around but couldn't see anything. Then I realized that I was going to die anytime soon, so the worst that could happen was a slowly, painful death.I took the hunting knife and start going up the hill, in hope I would find the doctor. When I was back up, I looked around, but then I see them: 2 big yellow ayes, you could feel the hate and the anger in them, then an horrible loud howl, then the beast starts running right for me. I turn in an offensive position, ready to stab the son of a beach immediately he's in my he was to fast, before I can do anything, it grabbed my left leg.I could fell every inch of his fangs, it a reaction, I put all 5 inches of my knife in his neck.I hear his pathetic yelp and his jaw releasing a bit my leg, but I lost a loot of blood and I was paralyzed on the by second, everything got darker, till I close my eyes and hope to be over soon.

But fortunately our story doesn't end I was on the island with the best "doctors" from this dimension, I wake up in the morning with a headache, but very next half an hour is kinda boring, so making a summary, the doctor told me and my dad that the thing who attacked us last night was a werewolf... and he bite me... yea, the good thing, I'm gona live (for who doesn't know these stuff, werewolf can regenerate themselves, if they are not hurt with silver) , yey, the bad thing is that I have to live with that told me also that I kill the bastard from the other night and he can use one of his fangs to make me an amulet that might stop the "unwanted transformation" from happening:"It wont work on a full moon or if you are near wild Wolf's Bane, so be very careful!", so yea, there is that.

So I didn't had cancer anymore but now I've got other problems, like my eyes.I don't know if it's because I'm half elf, but I couldn't see the darkness anymore, the shadow was as bright as the light and I could barely see 't sounds that bad, does it, but then I went to sleep, and when I close my eyes there was that deep, dark, soul-sucking hole in my last night on the island I thought I was going mad, till my mom asked me what's wrong, and when I tell her, she come with this idea: she turn on a was a bit embarrassing but if I was looking right at the light, wasn't though that bad.I've got the "anger issues", the doctor warn me about, too, the other day I almost rip off the arm of some random guy on the street who accidentally hit wasn't even a hit, he barely touch me with his shoulder, but I feel like tearing him , don't worry about that, first thing Tarcas teach me when I get home is anger control.

My other "powers", like my sense of smelling, my hearing, my agility and my healing were pretty sweet, but then again, there was my strength and speed (again, for who doesn't know these stuff, when you become a werewolf your strength, speed and agility are growing exponential, it's a curse designed to make someone who can't open a bottle of water, into someone who can lift a human with one say before you had a strength level of 2 and after the bite you got a strength level of 24, imagine that after 2 years of training, my pecs had pecs),when I get home, the first thing I do is running to Tarcas's home, he knew that if the doctors don't find a cure I was going to die on the island and I wanted to make him a surprise, but as I get out of the car and start running, I start with such speed that my velocity didn't had enough time to adapt, and because the friction force I generate with the air, I hit the air like it was a brick wall, ain't you see that coming, right?And about my strength, if I wasn't concentrating to have the lightest touch, pretty much every time I was breaking the latch.

But if you think that was hard, wait till you hear about the first full moon.I wasn't aware of the danger so I go to bed normaly.I wake up because I was cold and when I open my eyes I realized that I was in an artesian fountain, in a pool of blood, with my pajamas torn apart.I didn't seen anyone around, which was good, but through my mind was flying only one word:"Damn...".

When I got home, I notice the broken door and then my parent who looked I got to Tarcas's home, he show me a recording with a wolf-like beast who was ravaging through the city. By the end of the tape he spoke to me:

-Ști cât de greu mi-a fost să găsesc asta înainte altcuiva? (Do you know how hard was to find that before someone else?)

-...; I didn't want to talk, I knew I blow it up,

-Trebuie să găsim o soluție la problema asta, și repede. (We've got to find a solution to that problem, and fast.) He told me as he press the delete button.

The next few days we try all kinds of methods of making me less dangerous, or keep me immobilised for enough time:

-Încearcă astea.(Try these.) And he gave me some huge ass chains.

Then there was a huge TROSK, and Tarcas who was looking at me and all the broken chains around me, with neutral expression on his face:

-Le-ai rupt pe toate.(You broke'em all.)

-Scuze.(Sorry.)

-N-ai pentru ce.(Don't be.)

He thinks a little, then:

-Te-ai gândit vreodata să îți găsești o ancoră?(Did you ever think about finding an anchor?)

-La ce mar ajuta dacă nu găsim cu ce lanțuri să mă leg de ea, și oricum, cred că pot s-o ridic...(What good would it make if we can't find with what chains tie myself with, and anyway, I think I can lift it...)

-Nu ancoră ancoră, ancoră adică ceva care să te "tragă" înapoi din starea ta, un animal, un animal de pluș, o persoană, ai prins idea.(Not anchor literary, by anchor I mean something to "pull" you back from your state, an plush animal, a person, you got the idea.)

-Păi..., ar fi o fată.(Well..., there would be a girl.)

Believe me, I'm not a telenovela fan, but that's how it was a girl in my classroom, who I think I liked, there could be as well the human hormones the fact, next full moon, I think about her, and surprising I woke up on the floor, with the chains I was tie broken, and many scratches on my walls, but in my room, didn't mater anyway, my first walk in the city was more than enough to attract the attention of the wrong guys.

One day, at the middle of the school year of the second grade, I went to Tarcas's house for the usual training, just to find 2 guys standing in the front of the doesn't have humans friends, and by the smell they were humans, so I go on, on the they couldn't see me anymore, I jumped the fence, went through the shadow of the trees, climbed some lianes which were growing on one side of the house and enter through an open window at the first I start sniffing, I could sense 10 humans in the house, Tarcas didn't let my mom in the house, 6 of em were were no questions left, they were intruders.I didn't chose that room just because of the window, no, that was the room were Tarcas kept all his weapons, so, the question was what to chose.

I chose my favorite weapons: a bow with some arrows, 2 katanas and some throwing knives; and right on time, because the 2 guys from outside were coming in.I didn't want more company than what already was, so I went to the balcony and shoot the 2 comers before they manage to react.

Back in the house, I was searching for the others, 2 of em were up, on my floor, the other 2 were down.I went without a sound to the first 2 and find them searching a room near the stairs.I could see them through the door, and I got to admit, I was a bit scared, I was practicing these moves for almost 3 years, I know exactly what I had to do and where to hit, but that would be the first time I kill someone on purpose, and let someone with experience tell you that: it's hard, but I felt like I had to do it, for Tarcas, so I entered the room fast, throw one knife right in the neck of the most far away guy, letting him to drink his own blood, and before the other guy could see me and take out his gun, I draw my swords and stung him in the heart and one happened in lets say 7-10 seconds, and pretty quiet trough my surprise.

The others 2 were on the corridor, a few meters away of the stairs, so I jumped down the stairs and as I land, throw 2 more knife hit a guy in the head, but the other guy saw me when I jumped, duck under the knife and take cover on a corner of a wall.I walked fast and without a sound to the other side of the corner and draw my katanas.I could hear him, his breathing was loud and irregular, his heart beat unnaturally high, he was trying desperately to reload his the same moment he goes out of the cover wanting to shoot, I do a quick move with my swords and cut the hand which was holding the pistol, hit him, throw him on the ground, and when I was ready to strike my final blow, a thought fly through my mind: if Tarcas wasn't in the house, then were was he?, so I decided to just knock him out.

By the time he wakes up, he was tied on a table and I was patiently waiting:

-Vorbești română?(Do you speak Romanian?), no answer.

-Do you speak English?, no answer.

-Spricht du Deutsche?(Do you speak German?), no answer.

-Tu parle Francais?(Do you speak French?), he looked at me, which means he understands, and he knows I know that, so he tells me:

-Fous le camp, je ne dis pas!(Go to hell, I don't tell you anything!)

-Dis-moi, s'il vous plait, ou est Tarcas.(Tell me, please, where is Tarcas.) I sad with a creepy smile on my face.

-Laisse moi.(Release me.)

-Apres tu dis-moi, ou est Tarcas.(After you tell me, where is Tarcas.)

No answer.I stand up and take my hunting knife:

-Ne me faites pas faire quelque chose que je vais regretter.(Don't make me do something I will regret.)

-Tu es un seul enfant, tu ne feres pas rien.(You are just a kid, you won't harm me.)

-Mal, je suis un seul enfant qui a ete enleve meilleur ami.(Wrong, I'm just a kid whose best friend been kidnapped.)

I take the arm without a hand and make a long, deep cut from the edge to the screams like there's no tomorrow and for him probably won't be:

-Maintenant parle?(Are you talking now?), no answer.

I start peeling his arm like a banana and he screams again.

-Arreter, je... je dis, ugh, arreter.(Stop, I... I'll talk, ugh, stop.)

-Ecouter.(I'm listening.)

-Ton ami etait elf, créatures qui venaient d'envahir notre monde, il existe d'autres comme lui, donc je pris cette pour interroger, est deja hors du pays.(Your friend was an elf, some creatures who come to ivade our world, there are others like him around here, so we take that one for interrogation, he's already out of the country.)

I was starting to show how scared I was:

-Ou vous etes alle?(Where did you take him?), no answer.

I peel the arm a little more:

-Ou e Tarcas?!(Where is Tarcas?!)

-En France, dans un chalet delabre pres de Marseille, avec une entree secrete a travers le sous-sol, e sais tout, maintenant laisse moi!(In France, in a shattered hut near Marseille, there is an secret entrance through the basement, it's all I know, now release me!)

-Voir tu, je ne l'aime pas votre reponse.(You see, I don't like your answer.)

And with a fast move, I put all my knife in his throat and let him bleed before I was scared, now I was was on the other side of Europe, and I ..., what its that sound.

From the the dead body was coming a sound like a "beep beep beep".When I open the bloodied shirt, I find a very slim iron box with a little bulb which was turning on and off with the the box was wrote big"C-4".Through my mind went just one word:

-Damn...

As I say that word, the beep stops, then there was a big "BOOOOOOOOOOOOM", and everything want dark...