Xander (Alexander) Wilson - (Means Protector of Mankind)
He was just handing his mother a cold drink of lemonade when it happened. There was no warning, no sound when his mother disappeared from her position on the couch. It just happened. For a second Xander was confused. The glass fell and smashed at his feet, spilling cold Sprite all over the floor. For a moment he couldn't speak. Then he heard a mighty crash, and his neighbours SUV smashed through the front door. Diving to the side Xander screamed and face planted onto his big wool rug. The car came to a halt about one metre from the coat rack. Gasping, Xander sat up and stared at the great black beast that had just charged into his house. Dust fell from the ceiling, and collected in his dark brown hair. He sniffed, and rubbed his finger along his nose. He looked at it, and realised he had a bleeding nose from hitting the floor with his face. "Are you okay?" he said, coughing through the dust. "Hello? Are you all right? Should I call 911?" Xander got up and slowly walked towards the door, afraid of what he might find. He looked back to where his mother should have been, and tried to fight back the growing sense of horror. Taking a final step to the door, Xander reached out, grasped the handle and pulled.
