Moonlight Eyes Part 2

Okay to anyone who might be reading this… Sorry about the grammatical and spelling errors in the last couple of chapters. Things get busy and so I end up making mistakes and then I didn't go back over it to edit. I'll try to be better.

Chapter 4: Miakoda

Bella was alone. Her heart beating fiercely as she regained consciousness. She sat up gasping, remembering the night before. It was early morning, she could hear crickets, birds and other sounds of life all around her, could see the tiny details of the birds' wings and the finite way the sun streamed through the leaves and lit a nearby creek aglow. She could also see the blood on the forest floor surrounding her. She breathed deeply, trying to calm herself as panic shot through her. How did she survive? And why did she feel so… different? She had been avoiding looking at her upper thigh, where she was bitten. She prayed it had only been a dream, but the blood on the ground said otherwise. She turned her gaze to it and gasped at what she saw.

It was unbelievable. It was impossible. There where there should have been an infected, festering wound, was her leg healed, with a huge ugly scar. "What in the name of all that is holy…" she whispered as she looked at the scar. A huge bite mark that made her leg appear to have been mangled by teeth. It had been. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, motherfuck shit!" She was starting to panic, she stood quickly and walked around. It wasn't painful to walk on, only sore. She hardly limped at all. How the hell was this possible?! How long was she asleep? She pondered what to do. Okay, she thought, I'll just keep moving. Maybe I can find someone who can take a look at my leg… But she knew that wasn't possible. She was a fugitive after all. She had almost forgotten. Suddenly she was seized by red anger and hot tears ran down her face. She'd just have to keep moving!

Bella kept moving through the forest, wondering what the hell she was going to do. She was getting deeper into it but hoped to come across shelter and food. Her stomach ached with hunger. She heard voiced up ahead and quickly hid behind some brush. She crept closer and came up a small knoll, hid behind a tree and looked down into a small clearing where a camp had been set up. There were about 50 men, she heard them speaking.

"So when do you think he'll return?"

"I dunno… he always disappears for a while after the full moon."

"You remember what you did? During the full…"

"Nah not really. Just that I got a bite to eat" and he laughed.

"I think I remember him coming back… master I mean. I remember seeing his fur… it was covered with somebody's blood…. Haha. Some poor fucker got it" his voice was amused but he shuddered a little.

"I just hope it was one of those damn rebels."

Had they been talking about her attacker? Were one of them… wait. Fur? His fur? Did they let loose some dogs? No. What she had been attacked by was no dog. These men weren't even human. She had seen what kinds of things go lurking during the full moon. And who were these rebels?

"What do we have here?!"

Bella whipped around so fast she almost got whiplash. The man who had found her laughed and grabbed her arm, dragging her into the clearing.

"Look what I've found! A little eavesdropper! Maybe we can have some fun with this one…."

"Let go!" She cried in protest as them men gathered around her laughing, looking surprised at her sudden appearance, but pleased in a disturbing kind of way.

"Keep your fucking hands off of me!" She yelled and they laughed.

"What are you doing here little girl? Lost?" One of the men cackled. One came forwards and grabbed at her shirt, ripping it. He laughed and went to rip more of her clothing but froze. He stared at her leg. "What the fu-" Bella was pissed by this point. Before he could finish his sentence she pushed him away as hard as she could and he went flying across the clearing, landing among the stunned onlookers.

"That's not possible," one said "She's a woman! Get Victor!"

One man left the circle around her and grabbed her from behind. These men… they're dangerous, she thought. I've got to get away. She looked about her everywhere but saw no means of mistake. Movement caught her eye from the forest edge, a darm man stood there behind a tree, she couldn't make out his face. He raised a single finger to his moth, warning her to be quiet.

"Don't even think about it" the man whispered to her and went to grab her scarred leg. It burned when he touched it and she hissed in pain. "Stop!" She worried that the man at the clearing's edge had been spotted. Maybe his warning meant he would help her. But no one had seen him. Just then a man, Victor, came out of a tent and came towards her entering the circle. She immediately felt a humming connection between them, she could sense him. His eyes widened. "No way," he whispered gruffly. Everyone got out of his way as he came up to her. "My… my sister…" he said. Everyone gasped and some started to turn color, their finger nails elongated into claws, their eyes became wide and yellow, glowing. They pulled back their lips to reveal sharp teeth. Victor looked at her aghast. "What the hell?"

"Why does everyone keep saying that?!" She screamed at them. This connection, this brother of hers, didn't make her happy. She wanted to rip his head off. She was surprised at her own anger, she was so confused.

"You're a mistake" Victor said. "Father would never… no woman has ever been able to transform, to become a werewolf… You weren't meant to live!" He turned into the grey yellow eyed version of himself with claws. And grabbed her hair, lunging at her throat. The same pain, she had felt the night she was attacked burst in her neck, though the pain wasn't nearly so bad as it had been that night. She saw flashbacks behind her eyes of the monster that bit her and she was afraid, as well as pissed off. There were screams of both approval and she saw red. She felt a deep bubbling anger burst through her veins and everything seemed to slow down. He bit her throat, going for the kill. She yelled in anger and pain and wrenched her arms free, grabbing his head. Blood bloomed from his neck now, she tasted blood. His head dropped to the ground, fell away from his body. The other stared shocked, then went after her. She drew back her clawed hands and began to fight back. They dropped like flies.

Bella looked at her hands. Blood was everywhere but that isn't what she noticed. Her skin was grey. SHE had claws and SHE had daggers for teeth. She had just killed her so called "brother." Some of them saw her strength and became afraid. She chased them, only knowing her rage and anger and her pain. The man from the clearing's edge emerged as those running from her tried to escape. He blocked their path with three companions of his. Before he could kill them himself, Bella came upon them and brought her claws to their throats, ending their lives as they screamed for their master.

Bella looked at this new stranger who had suddenly appeared. He held up his hands in pure shock. "Please listen to me, we must leave before their leader returns."

"Why the hell should I listen to you?" She snarled. "Are you one of them?"

"Yes, in a way. But so are you, daughter of the moon."

"What?"

"Please, I will explain everything. I can teleport us somewhere safe. But we must leave!"

Bella laughed loud, but it sounded crazed. "Teleport?" She took a menacing step towards them and they took a step back, afraid.

"Let's just go, she's dangerous" one of his companions said.

"She's the advantage we have been longing for. She is gifted" he replied. "My name is Adalwin. You can call me Addy. Please trust me."

He reached out his hand, "Or we will both be in trouble." She considered him and looked around her at the blood and gore she had been the means of creating. She wanted away from all this, she wanted answers. She took his hand. He smiled as black smoke began to engulf them. Before the smoke could vanish them away, a man emerged on the opposite side of the clearing. Adalwin gasped and shook in fear.

Bella looked, stared back at the man who looked at the bodies with amusement in his eyes. He stared back into her yellow eyes which glowed brightly, just like his. His hair was white like the moon, just like the fur of the beast who attacked her. He began to laugh eerily. She felt the same connection with him as with her brother only stronger. As the group faded away into darkness, his laughter followed her, sending chills up her spine and anger to again build up in her chest. One work resonated in her mind as she came into her new surroundings, "Daughter."In his laughing, otherworldly voice. She wanted to tear him apart. He had done this to her, changed her.

She found that Adalwin had brought them into a court room of sorts, very large. It was full of people. At one end of the room stood a semi-circle counter where 4 men and 1 woman sat. They were obviously leaders of this… clan, Bella thought to herself.

The one in the middle spoke. "Did you take care of the enemy camp, Adalwin?"

"No, sir." Silence met his answer. "She did." He stepped aside to reveal me. "Miakoda."

"My name is Isabella," she protested. But the name he had given her, strength of the moon, Miakoda. That's what it meant. Isabella felt the weight of that name upon her. She would soon learn that the werewolves would name her many things.