Summary: When Howleen Wolf tries to commit suicide by jumping off the edge of a cliff, her family and friends try to figure out why. THIRD IN A SERIES TO "WHO,WHAT,WHEN,WHERE,WHY?"
Edge Of The Cliff:
A Monster High Fanfiction by Nova Caine
Chapter 1: It's all fun and games until someone goes missing
Suggested Track: How To Save a life- The Fray
It was a gorgeous summer afternoon.
The community center was alive with noise, for a group of teenagers were having a get together. The idea was suggested by Frankie Stein, who was now very glad that she had thought of the idea. Everyone was having a good time while chatting, playing pool and eating the snacks provided there.
"Do you know why Valentine couldn't come?" Heath Burns asked Clawd Wolf, who was sitting in the corner with Draculaura.
Clawd simply shrugged. "Don't know. He's probably busy again," Clawd turned to Draculaura, suddenly confused. "What has he been doing lately? Do you know?"
"He's studying to be a vet or something," Draculaura explained. "That's what he told me, anyway. That or he's taking care of his daughter."
"Wait," Heath spoke up, alarmed. "Valentine has a daughter? How'd that happen?"
Draculaura and Clawd exchanged worried glances, remembering Valentine had told them not to mention anything about Anne Marie to anyone else. Before things got more awkward, Abbey showed up, holding hers and Heath's son, Icer.
"He want you," Abbey told Heath, handing the small child over.
"Hey, buddy!" Heath crooned, his attention now focused on his son. "Do you like being here?"
Icer grabbed onto his father's shirt, looking at him and cooing with excitement. Heath smiled down at his little boy, leaning down and planting a kiss on his head.
"You're a good dad, Heath," Clawd remarked as Draculaura got up to fuss over the baby like she usually did.
Heath gave Clawd a grin before Draculaura began to talk to Icer softly and admire his little claws. Abbey shooed her away after a moment, saying she was frightening Icer.
"Yo, Clawd," Clawdeen tapped her brother's shoulder, a concerned look on her face. "Where's Howleen?"
Clawd quirked an eyebrow. "She's not with you?"
Clawdeen shook her head. "Nope. She might be sick. Remember, she fell asleep on the way here?"
Before Clawd could answer, Twyla suddenly came scurrying up to the wolf siblings. "Are you looking for Howleen?"
"Yeah," Clawdeen nodded. "Do you know where she is?"
"No, sorry," Twyla sighed. Suddenly, her phone buzzed. She picked it up, and her eyes grew wide with anxiety. "Oh, dear!"
"What?" Clawd asked nervously. Twyla handed the older wolf the phone, showing him the text she got.
It was a text from Howleen. All it said was,
"Bye"
"Is everything all right?" Draculaura asked, seeing how concerned her boyfriend was. Clawd handed the phone back to Twyla and stood up.
"We have to look for Howleen. Something could be wrong with her," Clawd gave Draculaura a kiss, but she grabbed the collar of his shirt and wouldn't let him leave.
"What's going on, Clawd? Please tell me." Draculaura demanded, a little irritated.
Suddenly, Clawdeen looked down at her phone and cried out, "NOOO!"
"Clawdeen?!" Clawd tried to touch his sister's shoulder, but she shook him away and began to bolt off.
"She's in trouble!" Clawdeen shouted, running up the stairs. "She just texted me and said she'd be gone soon!"
"What!?" Draculaura gasped, dashing upstairs after her friend. Twyla and Clawd followed as well.
Once they were outside the building, Clawdeen began sniffing around. "Come on, Clawd! Help me catch her scent!"
The two werewolves searched for a scent for a while, and then Clawd exclaimed, "This way! Towards the woods!"
The group of four hurried along, running through the woods while trying to avoid old logs and large stones. They stopped for a moment, and began calling for their missing companion.
"STOP IT, HOWLEEN! COME OUT!" Clawdeen howled. "IF THIS IS A PRANK, IT ISN'T FUNNY!"
Finally, Twyla pointed ahead and gasped. "Up there! Look, on Black Widow's Peak!"
Black Widow's Peak, a fearful, towering cliff right above the lake had been a popular hiking spot for years. But since an accident had happened years earlier involving a young family of normies, the spot was closed down and marked with a "DO NOT ENTER" sign. But young Howleen had clearly not obeyed.
The young werewolf was making her way up the steep slope, stopping every now and again to take a breath. She wasn't going very fast, so this made it easy for her brother and sister to follow her.
The two older wolves went unnoticed by the young wolf until Clawdeen shouted, "Howleen! What are you doing!?"
Howleen whipped around, eyes full of fear. She soon began to book it up the stony trail and Clawd and Clawdeen chased after her. Howleen ran until she collapsed at the very top of the cliff, just inches away from tumbling into the lake. Her siblings stopped a few feet away from her, staring at their younger sister in complete confusion.
"Howleen, why are you up here?" Clawd asked, trying to get closer to his sister.
Howleen's expression changed from afraid to depressed and stone cold. She stood up on shaky legs, trembling as she turned around and looked out on the lake. She took a step forward. One more step and she would plunge into the large body of water. However, this did not happen.
Clawdeen finally realized what her sister's intentions were. "Howleen, are you gonna jump?!"
In an instant, Clawd ran up and snatched Howleen in his arms, just as she was about to throw herself into the water. Howleen yelped in alarm and promptly began biting and scratching at her brother's arm.
Getting a safe distance away from the edge, Clawd knelt down on the ground and just held his sister close, waiting for her to run out of energy.
Howleen soon began to whimper, and after a moment, she broke down completely. Sobbing violently, she buried her face in Clawd's chest and let out all kinds of emotion, her shoulders shaking as she did so.
Clawd stared at his sister, completely shocked. Howleen had seemed fine that morning. Sure, she slept in later than she usually did and didn't eat most of her breakfast, but other than that she didn't act differently.
Clawdeen cupped her hands over her mouth and shook her head. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she simply whispered, "Why? Why, Howleen?"
At this moment, Draculaura and Twyla showed up, both extremely worried. "What happened?" Draculaura asked, seeing the upset looks on the faces of the others.
Clawd stood up slowly, helping his sister on her feet. He took a tissue out of his pocket and dried Howleen's tears before removing his jacket and wrapping it around her shoulders. Sniffling, Howleen rested her head on her brother's chest and let out a heavy sigh. After a long, dreadful silence, Clawd swallowed hard.
"Somebody call the police."
Hello, me again! Sorry this is depressing, but hopefully it got you hooked!
This is third in a series to my first story, "Who,What,When,Where,Why?", so there will be a lot of references to that and to the other story "Once Upon A Nightmare."
So, what did you think? Why do you think Howleen tried to do what she did? Be sure to let me know in your review (and please review)!
Stay tuned, fellow monsters!