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chapter 1: My name is Arden
Running, always running... like i have anywhere to go, like there is anyway i can escape my fate. always looking over my shoulder, always sniffing at the wind to catch his scent. who am i running from you may wonder, a bloodsucker named Demetri but it's not him I'm afraid of it's who he works for; the volturi. they are in truth, evil in it's darkest form; they consider themselves the protectors of the vampire world... but doom my race to oblivion. I'm the last of my kind, the last child of the moon, the last werewolf.
But for you to understand why i am the last you need to know the history of my people, where we came from and what happened to all the others. roughly 2500 years ago a mutation occurred in a young man of 25, his name was Gabriel. the mutation caused him to change at every full moon, but a young werewolf can be quite unpredictable. during his first transformation he savagely attacked his young wife, Miranda; which of course caused her to become a monster like him. after seeing the affect of his bite, idea's started to form in the head of Gabriel he could be king of the most power full race on the planet, and it was these thoughts that started race.
For 100 years, the werewolves expanded without any problems, and in those 100 years Gabriel had not aged a bit. also in those hundred years thewerewolves had come in contact with a new species, a species of red eyed beasts that feasted on human blood. at first a truce was made, they would not kill a member of the other species. the truce lasted 25 years before Gabriel himself killed a young vampire who looked just over 15. and from that day forth it was war the vampires versus the werewolf winner take all.
Now just five hundred years ago, gabriel was dead and the werewolves were all but extinct. thats when the volturi came to the attention of the werewolves. a plan was hatched to wipe out what the werewolves thought was the vampire ruling family, as far as plans go it was a long shot. the werewolves would raise an army the likes of which had never been seen before and for 300 years they made an army.
Now roughly 219 years ago (6 months before i was born) my father was turned into a werewolf, but even as far as our species go he was had powers that no other werewolves could ever dream of, not only was he faster, stronger, and smarter than any other werewolf... he could manipulate thoughts! he could force anyone human or werewolf to believe anything. and for 18 years he gathered werewolves from every corner of the globe and united them under his rule. an thus i became the crown prince of the werewolves, at age 18 he turned me and i displayed powers even stronger then my father! not only could i manipulate thoughts, but i could also turn invisible... to say my father was proud would be an understatement!
When the day came to fight the volturi we had amassed an amazing 500 wolves, we waited until a full moon than stormed there city! but we had made a miscalculation, or should i say my father had. he had promised us that they would be week and the destruction would take naught but an hour of our time... it took 9 hours before we had even weakened them, the sun rose and we turned back into our human selves. out of the 500 that invaded 12 survived and within a fortnight it was down to 1... me!
For 199 years i lived a seemingly peacefull life i had only encountered vampires a handfull of times and only fought one! caius, we fought on a full moon night for hours when the sun rose he took out a dagger and cut my face from my forhed down past my eye and to my cheek... he thought that would kill me, and i'm sure it would have had a docter not found me! that docter was a vampire and his name was Carlisle.
Now, i am running through the night enjoying the feeling of power that comes with being a wolf, but this feeling of safety can't last forever... i know that in a few hours i will be human again and prey for Demetri, my legs carry me fast and heavy towards the one place that the volturi had ever been turned away. forks, Washington; even in the supernatural world news travels fast, i know that there are vampires there but i have to risk it, cause i can't let Demetri get me, he can't take me back to his master to steal my thoughts and secrets... i have seen power full things, things better left forgotten and if it is up to me they will remain that way!
Authors note: Please review this is my first story and please no flames