My name's Amaya and my story begins here…
My life's story begins normally enough…I had a family, a mom and a dad, I had food and shelter…but there was one very important thing missing from this picture…can you figure it out?
Its love…
I wasn't loved because of what I was, and what I could become.
You see I was born on the winter solstice on the night of a full moon…and because of that I had some weird powers…and it was because of those powers that I wasn't loved…but enough of this you probably want to know about my powers right?
My powers are the result of my soul being linked to the spirit of an ancient wolf…his name…I don't know it…but I do know that he was able to speak in both his tongue and he could speak to humans…odd for a wolf.
This wolf eventually gained enough power that he could turn into a human and a mix of the two…you know a werewolf…he had other powers too…like awesome strength, super speed, heightened senses, all that stuff.
I have these powers, all except one, I can't turn into a werewolf…but I'm just as strong as one…I have a few "extra" powers as well…I can howl so loud your ear drums might burst, and here something else…I can slash people with steel-like nails.
Oh and I left out on teensy little detail, I always have a wolf's tail and ears, that was probably one of the reasons my parents distanced themselves from me…and who'd blame 'em…I mean I was a kid with a wolf's ears, and its tail…that would be kind of creepy.
Yet as creepy as it may have been…I will never forgive them for what they did to me on my 5th birthday.