Hey there peeps! This is my first fanfic EVER! YAY! Well this is just the beginning so far for what will happen later in the story. I made some epicness in it to keep you interested so I hope you'll be interesed! RATE AND REVIEW! I love constructive criticism...not MEAN criticism. ;) ~TeaGreenMoonHorse~
Deep rolling clouds billowed off a cliff as they thundered towards my house. The clouds seemed to thrash and fight against some invisible bonds. They reminded me of that night. The one night where everything could have gone alright. The night I could have watched my favorite movie with my sister, brother and parents. But no, that wasn't this kind of night.
I was running. Bare foot. Skin pounding against earth. It was natural and beautiful and I took full advantage of the moist earth as mist shimmered down in gossamer walls around me. It was the most perfect night to go running. Who I was running with…well let's just say I'm crazy?
I smirked as I saw the black fur of an unnaturally large canine pound to my right through the pine woods.
You think it was a wolf right? Wow, then you need some help. I'd never be caught dead running with them. There's something about them that keeps me away from them. Don't get me wrong there are some wolves where I live in Colorado, but some force keeps me away from them.
Suddenly a howling bark erupted from the black mass of fur as it swerved in to tackle me. With my cross-country training I leaped and twisted my feet away. I laughed as the slobbering pup whined, he ran right next to me as we looped and made our way towards our cabin home.
Frigid air slapped at my skin, billowing scents of smoke crackled in the air and a sense of belonging lingered from the sharp smell of the pines. The sky over head was darkening and a star popped out the moon chasing right behind. I lifted my chin and howled as loud as I could with all I could.
My pup howled back.
And so did a bone racking sound.
A wolf.
I stopped dead and tumbled forward into a protruding log. Landing among some dead undergrowth, I listened to the echoing cry.
"Come on Fang. Let's get out of here before they creep down to get food," I breathed to my black German Shepherd pup who stood with a serious scowl on his muzzle. He yelped a response and raced away, me at his heels.
"Hey honey, how was your run?" My mother asked as I stepped in through the back door.
I rubbed my feet with a nearby towel and slid on my warm slippers. "Great, but the wolves are starting to come closer I think." I bent down and gave Fang a big kiss between the ears. He sneezed then ran off towards the hearth.
"Hmm, they seem to be coming in sooner than last year. Five weeks early actually," My mother seemed almost worried, but then dismissed it and gave me a strong smile. "Eh, no worries to us right?"
"As long as they stick to their elk and not fat old lazy housecats!" I laughed as I watched Hershey amble towards his dinner; healthful canned food.
"They might. He's big enough to feed at least four of 'em!" She laughed as Hershey gave her a look and licked up his food. "Hey could you get your brother and sister, and your dad while you're at it, and tell them that it's time to eat?"
I nodded and ran off to the basement where my dad worked in his "office" or the "Red Room" as we call it. I knocked on his door and opened it when he gave the okay. Carefully I maneuvered my way over to him inching under clothes lines with pictures on them and around low tables with basins of water and more pictures lying upside down.
"Hey dad it's time to eat!" I shouted, because I couldn't spot him in the weird red light that emanated from the lights above.
"Over here! No need to shout!" He chuckled as he shot his hand into the air from behind a huge filing cabinet. "Be up in a sec!" He waved me off.
I left and took the stairs two at a time galloping across the wood flooring, skidding and sliding as I made my way towards the spiraling staircase that led to the top floors, where my twin brother and sister were playing in their room.
Quietly I crept up towards the door which was opened just a crack and saw them on the floor playing with MyLittlePonies and Hotwheels cars. I waited for a second then with no warning I roared and leaped through the door into the midst of their playing.
"I AM GOING TO EAT YOU!" I gargled creating giant bat wings with my arms.
They screamed and lunged for me each one grabbing onto my "bat wings". The held on tight and kept screaming with all their might as I flew from the room down the stairs, conditioning paying off big time.
"YOU CAN NEVER CONQER ME!" I growled and I flung them onto the large couch in the den room. I laughed as they rolled off giggling, holding their stomachs in pain.
"Hey stop trying to eat the children and come eat Kelly! You too little monster snacks!" My mom shouted from the dining room.
"Mmmmmm! Dinner!" Both my siblings said at the precise exact moment. They seemed to do that a lot more lately.
I followed in and smiled at the yummy sausage dinner on the table. It was complete with mashed potatoes, marshmallow yams, and cranberry sauce. I sure loved the autumn.
"Bella, put your spoon down! It does not go on your nose!" My mom laughed as she took the spoon from Bella. "Oh not you too Ben!"
I smiled and looked out the window. Night had fallen already and the sky was a deep velvety indigo, but not one star shined. And then I saw the clouds. They were huge and were coming in the way the moon would appear. The dying sun illuminated the clouds in a wash of crimson and orange echoing a growing sense of danger. But I ignored it after we said grace and dipped into the delicious warm food.
"So how was everyone's day?" Mom asked politely as she poured gravy over her mashed potato mountain.
"Great! I got to go watch the horse show today, down at the Whispering Willows Stables,"
I mouthed around a giant scoop of mashed potatoes I'd scooped from my mountain. Only my mom and I did that.
"Honey don't eat with your mouth full," My dad reprimanded.
I mumbled a sorry.
"Was my horse there?" My mom asked.
I looked at her and looked down at my food. My mom had a beautiful dark grey Arabian/Appaloosa mare. My mom couldn't keep her anymore so she gave her to the Whispering Willows who agreed on letting her being a lesson horse for the older students.
When I went there, her horse wasn't there. Lacy was her name.
"She wasn't at the stables."
"Oh. Well I'm sure she was just out in the pasture." My mom said trying to reassure herself. There was one condition; if someone wanted to buy the mare she had no control over it.
My father grunted and went on about how he saw a huge grey wolf down by our river. He said he'd gotten tons of shots and was waiting for them to develop. One thing caught my attention. He said the wolf had almost knowing human-like eyes.
Creepy. A wolf with eyes like a human's? Hmm. I wonder if that was the same wolf I heard earlier this evening? I thought, but quickly dismissed it as a pumpkin pie slice was set on my desert plate.
After we had eaten and cleaned up we were all getting ready for bed, so that we could all watch a movie. I had gone to my room with the window seat and changed into my long flannel pajama pants and a long flannel button down to match.
"Hey what movie are we watching?" I asked dad as he popped the popcorn.
"Umm I think it's Toy Story one and two."
"Gearing up so they can watch the third one?" I asked as I poured some M&Ms into a small bowl.
"Yep!" My dad smiled at me and stole some of my M&Ms.
That's when it happened. A crack groaned through the house as the front windows were blown out, by some massive force. I screamed and flew to the floor ducking into myself. My father flew down too putting an arm around me.
Upstairs I heard more blasts as the windows were destroyed in the bedrooms. A piercing scream pitched over the sounds of destruction. I screamed out my mother's and my siblings' names. But a roar echoed deep through air.
A clanking metallic sound could be heard coming from the front. The lights flickered out and everything went dark. The thuds of whoever was in our house crept closer.
I reached around and came face to face with a black nose, slimy and wet.
"Oh my god, Fang!" I breathed. He whimpered forward on his belly scrambling closer to me. I grabbed his scruff and pulled him around between my dad and me.
I listened closer and found I couldn't hear anything other than the howling of the wind outside as it whistled through our house. Then a huge smash erupted behind us and splinters rained down on us.
That guy had just smashed our table. With what, I didn't want to know. And neither did my dad, he tugged on my shirt and pulled me behind him as he ushered me to hide in the cabinets under the counters. I crawled in, Fang treading behind me.
Then my dad closed the door and barred my safety.
Tears streamed down my face as I realized the full intensity of the situation. Who the hell came into our house and attacked my family, I didn't have the slightest idea, but he wasn't going to escape without a fight.
A sudden shout erupted in front of the door and I bit back a scream as I heard a sickening thud follow. I knew who that was, but I didn't move. I had to stay hidden so I could take care of my family.
Fang whimpered and inched closer to me. I pulled him tight as I heard the clanking steps march away. I held tighter when I heard them go upstairs. Fang yelped a little and I let go watching my white knuckles turn to a reddened pink.
"Let's go Fang.' I said tears staining my cheeks and a hideously grim determination set across my heart. "We've got some ass to kick."
I slowly pried opened the doors and stepped out. With a sense of dread I searched for my father. All I saw was blood. I gulped and left my safe hidey-hole, Fang followed snarling, his ears pinned flat against his head.
Then I heard a scream come from upstairs, a blood-curdling scream that was cut short and echoed by two tiny ones.
I couldn't take it. I grabbed our biggest knife from our set and gripped it hard. I looked up towards the stairs, just as lightening struck and thunder rumbled menacingly. I took a big breath and uttered a screeching war cry that bounced around the rain heavy air. I ran upstairs, my dog growling and barking up a storm.
As I reached the room where my siblings once slept peacefully I saw blood, but no one else. I walked in looking everywhere for a survivor, but no one was there. I felt my feet squish as I crossed the huge puddle of blood. I gasped and doubled over. The pain hurt so much. Fang whimpered and pushed me towards the window.
I looked out and saw in a flash of light a largely armored man. He looked like someone from the medieval times. I held back a scream when another flash of lightening struck the field out front revealing nothing.
I bolted out the room, concluding the worst of my family and ran outside to find this thing. Oh I did. He was right outside. I ran out and stood at the bottom of the porch. Rain broke the skies and slid down in freezing pangs.
"YOU! DAMMIT! YOU FUCKING DID THIS! WHERE IS MY FAMILY!" I screamed. When he didn't answer I ran at him, my knife pointing straight out.
A shocking explosion grew in my head as I flew towards the muddying ground. I gasped as I realized his strength. I looked up rain pouring down my face and saw a face so ugly and goblin-like I almost cried out in horror.
"Hello little brat!" He whispered. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up pointing a bloodied sword at my throat. "I've found you! Finally!" He cackled.
"Give me my family back." I growled. "FANG!" I screamed when he raised the sword to decapitate me.
A deafening howl rang out from somewhere and a black monster flew onto the man biting at his face. It was Fang. My puppy. My wolf.
I watched as he fought hard. His eyes crazy with love. I cried.
"FANG! FANG!" I screamed as I saw the man produce a dagger. "NO FANG!" I screeched as the dagger was plunged into his chest.
My dog whimpered. The reality of it hit him and he fell. He looked at me and let out one last howl and strong wolf call that racked his entire body. Racked the last breath from his young lungs.
I fell onto the ground, my hands and knees sinking in the mud. I screamed his name over and over. I fell blind to the tears. And I felt the searing pain as metal cut into my shoulder.
I remember gasping and screaming in agony as metal dug deeper. I remember a crack as something hit the metal and dislodged it from my shoulder. The last thing I remember was a white face with human eyes.
