I'm still continuing the competition but I've decided to put the start of this story up. This story is not about vampires before anyone asks. There is a reason for this – everyone goes on about how cool Twilight is and bla bla bla, people have just made vampires a little overrated for my liking. Sorry if you do not like my opinion - EvilWaffles

Anyways this is a little story about why Apollo's bracelet was so important to him. You have to read on to find out more.

"Target sighted…"

The victim the attacker was watching was alone in the dark street. The person was humming a tune and the attacker could hear the faint sound coming from the mp3 player hanging around the human's neck. The attacker, a women, suddenly vanished from the rooftop.

She reappeared seconds later. She wondered to herself as she paced behind me. Now she looked like a wolf, her soft gentle paws silently stalking her soon to be prey. She was as dark as a shadow but bigger than a regular wolf, what would a wolf be doing in a city anyway?

She thought aloud in her mind: How could this man, or could he possibly be a kid, be the most powerful? How could he be The One? She did not care. She was rebelling against her orders as it was. She was sure this was the human though.

Her attack took him by surprise as he entered the alley. She bit into his neck but not deep enough to severe the jugular vein. She crept off, back into the shadows as she left the bleeding, limp victim alone. She would be back for him by the end of the night, when he had lost enough blood. She licked her teeth and as she emerged from the alley into the brightly lit main road she was a human again.

It had taken a few weeks of careful watching and planning to coordinate this attack…

Now the women would join her two male comrades who she had left. They were doing the mission, what she was meant to be doing too.

The two males were watching the real victim – the one the boss had sent them to watch. They too were dark coloured, oversized wolf creatures and they were proud of their forms as they sat on the rooftop. They were in their wolf shapes, their true form and the moonlight was absorbed into their fur making the shimmering silver patches.

"Where have you been?" The smaller of the two males turned to the women.

"Getting food." She swayed forward clutching two hotdogs.

"Took a long time." The second male was growling softly speaking in his human voice. "To get food takes five minutes, you've been gone for an hour and a half. This has been happening every night."

"Are you up to something?" The younger one took his hotdog between his teeth and joined the elder one again.

She paced into the space between the two as her wolf form again. She threw the other hotdog in front of the elder male. He took it up into his jaw and in a few bites it was gone. They went back to watching the blond man beneath them. He was singing, full out singing, even in the middle of the night. She was to go down as a human and ask him what he knew about a red wolf, when he responded nothing the other two would attack him.

"Excuse me." The human version of the women stepped out in front of the sexy blond man.

"Ja Fraulien?"

"Do you know anything about a large red wolf that has been wondering around the city?"

"Nein Fraulien." The man smiled.

He too was laying on the ground bleeding from his neck but again not from the large vein. They left him with enough strength to contact the hospital.

The female wolf went back to her semiconscious victim and removed the man's bracelet. That would be her personal souvenir.

These attacks were just two of many. Fear was gripping the city, the attacks were not made by humans and dogs were too small to make the huge teeth marks that were found in the victim's neck. Only a few had been killed but tonight the night could claim not just two but anywhere up to five victims.

I'm trying not to give away too much of the plot - EvilWaffles xx