OK, I know that I have two other fanfictions I'm supposed to be working on but I haven't gotten the chapters back from my new Beta reader, k2thein. Plus, I just wanted to try this out. I'm not going to tell you what this fanfiction is about only (like I stated in the summary) that if you like my other stories, you'll like this and it is a crossover. Hope you enjoy and I'll see you at the bottom.
Prologue
Moon shown over the landscape with an eerie glow, only distorted by the movement of the clouds. Fog rolled in and soon the castle over a gleaming lake vanished in its vastness. Strange and mythical sounds bounced of the rocky hills and large trees that made up the area and to one of large imagination would think that all manner of beast or monster from ancient tales existed. But that in its self-made the rocky and green English landscape look all the more haunting. You would think that some one would be insane to be out on a night like this.
But, despite the scene, one person was out on this full moon night. And was in a hurry. Scrambling through the fog and brush, it was hard to see the description of the stranger but as he scrambled behind a near by tree to catch his breath, one could come to get a better picture of this character. Despite the long, black cloak, one could easily tell that he was a young boy, almost thirteen in age. The attire previously described was muddy and was covering most of the boys face. But even so, one could still make out a pair of ocean blue eyes peering out.
Those same were currently scanning the fog from whence he came, seeming to wait for some one to appear. Silence ensued for the boy had managed to quiet his breathing even as his heart continued hammer away in his chest. But his breath hitched in his throat as a dark figure emerged from the fog, a low growl coming from its general direction. The fog parted and a large wolf like form appeared, sniffing the air angrily, searching for its lost prey. At the sight of the wolf look a like, the boy's eyes shimmered not in fear but rather excitement. The boy had few talents but he just so happened to be naturally stealthy, quick minded and brave. And unlike most who would be shivering in fear from the monster ever discovering them, he only saw it as an opportunity to test his skills.
The beast continued to sniff along but to no avail for the boy had made sure to leave no trace of his sent behind. He fisted and unfisted his hand as if an invisible knife was in his hands even though the boy had never used such a weapon in his life. The boy watched the wolf beast's movements, waiting for the opportunity to run. The beast after a while moved down the slope, still growling all the time. On some unseen cue the boy sprang from the tree's shadow and sprinted into the forest. But the wolf saw him in an instant and sprang after him in long, awkward lopes.
'Damn, I moved to soon. Now I'll have to try and lose him again. And with no fog and his eye sight better than mine, that could be a challenge.' As the boy bolted between the roots of the giant trees, he could hear the ever-increasing pounding sound of the beast feet. Again, this would the point when most would be shaking with fear but the boy only gave a panting and hearty laugh while mocking the creature.
"Hey, mind being a little louder, Moony? I don't think they can hear you all the way in London." The beast of course was too small-minded to even understand those mocking words but did seem to roar in anger and increase its speed. The boy only smiled in an even bigger mock grin but inside he was cursing his stupidity for wasting his breath. But luck was on the boy's side for something gleamed out of the corner of his eye and a plan already became set in motion by the time he realized what it was. Turning sharply and almost sliding on the wet grass because of it, the boy sprinted in the direction of what he hoped would be his salvation. The boy burst through the under brush and only had enough time to pull an object out of his cloak and jab it into his mouth before jumping into the water. The beast, of course, followed after but soon found it's self-yelping at the feel of the cold water clinging to its thin fur. The creature scrambled out of the water, slipping on the rocks of bank as it went. The boy, meanwhile, made it safely to the other side of the bank using a breathing tube that an uncle of his had made for him. Making sure the beasts attention was else were, he climbed up the other side of the bank; all the while chuckling over the irony of it. 'And I always used to complain to Uncle Charles about never having a use or need of this tube. Man, remind me to thank Uncle when I…' but his thoughts were interrupted when he came face to face with another canine face and instantly froze. But he relaxed when he say who it was.
"Bloody hell, Padfoot. You scared me half to death." He said in a harsh whisper to what he realized was a black dog. The dog seemed to whine as if to apologize but there was a tone in his voice that made it came out as a light, laughing bark. The boy shushed "Padfoot" before glancing at the beast, which was still occupied with the wetness of his fur. Sighing and turning back to Padfoot, he gave a nod to continue.
Using a variety of strange signals, Padfoot whined and barked in a low volume while the boy merely nodded.
"Look, I know your worried about me being out here, but don't be. I mean, you saw how I handled Moony back there, I think its pretty safe to say…" But the whines of the dog became more intense and persistent, leaving no room for argument. The boy held up hands in front of the dog, showing a sign of surrender. "Ok, I get it. I'll return to the castle as soon as possible. But your going to have to distract Moony for me while I sneak away, agreed." If possible, the dog seemed to smile and held out its paw before they shook hands. But once the agreement was struck, Padfoot turned and sprinted into the dark woods while the boy climbed further up the hill to get a better look. But as he continued walking, despair settled in his heart.
'I was close… so close to out witting Moony. But obviously werewolf hide and seek is too dangerous for the young Caelum heir. What's the point of returning to the school anyway? All they do is scold and laugh at the fact that I can't do anything right. Its not like I try my best its just…' He continued walking through forest even after his train of thought broke off. As he moved through the brush, his footsteps and breathing were silent, and he passed through the undergrowth without leaving a breeze, hair or footprint behind. 'The only thing that I'm really good at is not being seen and using my cunning. I'm the only one in the school that can practically walk around the school at night and during class without getting caught. And without a magical cloak or map, mind you. But no one has a use for those kinds of skills in this world. If only…' He stopped at the top of the hill over looking a glistening lake.
"If only there was a place where skills like mine belonged!" The minute he shouted these words, two things happened. The first was a strange light suddenly appeared behind the boy and he of course to turned to look at the source. Second, the beast that had chased the boy earlier turned to stare at the boy on the hill. His ears pinned back and a low growl rumbled in his throat. It charged up the hill and the dog, which was just about to jump out to distract the beast, tackled it and began fighting it back down the hill. The boy didn't even hear the sounds of the scuffle. He was too focused on the tree in front of him. It glowed white, long, twisted branches reaching up towards the sky. As he walked closer, he could make out strange markings on the bark. One caught his particular attention; a clockwise spiral with an indented line on the end and a V on its side connected on the bottom left end of the spiral. He reached out and his figures had barley brushed the mark when the tree began to glow even brighter and the beast managed to break free of the dog's defenses and charged up the hill. The dog seemed to suddenly take on a human voice for gave an outcry to the boy. But it was too late.
The beast lunged and the light flashed before the tree and the boy disappeared with it. The beasts passed through the place were the boy had been before it slammed into some near by bushes. The dog ran up the hill, hoping to god that the boy was still somewhat alive. When he reached the top where the boys had been, his eyes scanned the area, hoping to see some sign of him. He heard rustling in the bushes nearby and saw something walk out of the tangled mess. At first, the dog's heart soared for a minute before he recognized the figure. The wolf creature emerged, looking rather pleased with his tail held high and his looking almost playful. But the dog only noticed the thing dangling in the beast's teeth; the bloody and unrecognizable remains of an animal the same size of a young boy.
All right, tell me what you think and I'll see you next update. Oh, biscuits to any one who can figure out what the crossover is and if they can think of a name for the story.
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Sayonara!