Story Telling

SPOV

How do I start? Well, start in the beginning, with what you are. Stupid voice of reason.

" How I know your name, is part of my story" I said after fighting with my inner thoughts, get your mind out of the gutter for you sick people.

"Alright, continue then" Jeremy said.

" Well I was bitten about 3 years ago, and I already knew of the supernatural world because of what my parents were. My mom and dad come from the original family of Clairvoyants, The Dare's and The Past's. And we could do exactly that. Meaning, my mom and dad as well as me can-"

"Wait what does this have to do with you knowing my name, I mean clairvoyants only see through a different persons perspective." Kat the rat is what I shall call her at least while she's on my bad side.

"Katherine, I'm getting to it" I replied after she rudely interrupted my story. She grunted and I took that to continue.

" So, as I was saying we could see the past, but only when touching an object or person directly. Because I'm a full blood, I learnt to control it long ago and now will only see what I want to see or what is needed to be shown to me."

Flashback

"Mommy, why do we have to move again?" I whined to my mother as she picked me up to bring me to the car.

"You know why. We are special and quite rare. There are many bad people after us Sas, and we have to keep moving so they don't catch up" She explained again, from the many times I've asked.

"Is it because we can see the past?"

"Yes and lot's of people don't like it, so they try to hunt us. You remember the story about Nana. And remember do not use your trick in public." She told me sternly. I knew that it scared people when I knew something personal about them. I sighed and just shut my eyes, to dream of a place where life was without this power.

End Flashback

And so I explained how my family had to keep moving and that hardly know one could know about me. If they did I would be dead instantly.

"From when I turned 4 and could move around as well as talk, I was being taught karate and other types of self-defence, welding weapons and different languages. By the time I was 15 I was staying home as my parents went to work. My parents did a lot of things people in the supernatural world didn't like. They were assassins and they also got information for money. We also needed it."

" There were some werewolves that were on a hit list, unfortunately it was my mom's hit list. Because these werewolves got my mom's sister and brother when they were 10, killing them at 11. My mom was a strong person, and finally she got revenge and took out most of their "pack" including the leader. But 2 got away. My mom and dad were satisfied and let down their guard to soon."

"I turned 16 the month before, when they came. I was getting off the bus from school and walking down the street when I could here a muffled cry. Running to my house I flew the door open just in time to see both my parents fall to the ground, lifeless. And then the 2 werewolves looked at me, I made it out the door before being hit over the head and knocked out cold."

" That's horrible, I don't know what I'd do if I got home to see everyone dead and on the floor. Especially being kidnapped afterwards. I am so sorry if I was to rude it's just I grew up here and we have to be cautious-"

"It's okay, 3 years have passed and well, in the end my parents died peacefully, thinking that the threat was gone." I interrupted Kat, I guess I see her reasons for being a little grumpy. You were the same way when they brought home a client. God I know okay.

"So I woke up-" Grhmp, I was interrupted with the growl of my stomach. Oops, should of paid more attention to my dates, because if I remember right, I haven't ate in 2 months.

"How about we eat, and then you can continue on with your story." Jeremy suggested. Everyone nodded eagerly and Elena got up and went into the kitchen, I guess she's the cook. I bet I can give her a run for her money. I was the one who cooked at home, mom was always to busy until it was done.

After a very filing meal and an embarrassing moment, where I ate a little to fast and chocked. I can continue with the story.

"So into my second year I escaped for half of it and got a good distance, close to here I guess because they didn't move me after they got me back. Caged me and didn't feed me. Change after change in the cramped area was horrible. And finally I guess the were hoping you would kill me for them and then they can take it as black mail, I don't know but then I woke up to them beating me and scratching me before they got ride of me. And you know the rest."

" They didn't do any other things to you, did they?" Elena asked with a strain in her voice. I could guess something might have happened to her. I couldn't look up from my hands to tell her, honestly it scared me even more than death because death is nothing but blank. I heard a slight in take of breath and then a voice I have yet to here spoke.

"They didn't? They will never get away with that again!" Logan spoke with such anger it made me shiver. He proceeded to stalk out of the room muttering and cursing to himself.

Bang!

"Logan!" Elena and Clay jumped up and ran after their son to see what he broke, I think. Katherine got a look on her face, pursed lips and face slightly turned to the side. I think it's her grimace.

"Kat, you look about the size of Sasha, could you go get her some cloths so she can shower and rest." Jeremy spoke through the silence, I guess the others ran outside to fix this. Good enough for me.. Wait did he say shower? I perked up at this. Kat got up and walked out.

Finally I got to have my shower. Can you say hallelujah? I sure can. Looking in the mirror, I grimaced. God I looked horrible. I reached in the drawer and found a pair of scissors, when I was young, I learnt to cut my own hair and am pretty good at it. My hair was all one length and I needed it gone.

When I was done, cleaning up my mess, I looked up and was proud of my work. My bangs were cut short just bellow my eyebrows and my hair reached under my shoulder blades in different layers. I was happy for now, it did bring out my eyes anyway. The eyes everyone refused to look in to long.

Stepping into the shower, I whimpered because it felt so good. Cleaning myself carefully not to hurt my wounds. I just stood there for a moment under the running water. Thinking back to the one forbidden area of my life.

Flashback

"Come on gurrl, wake up, I need to be satisfied." He growled in my ear. Opening my eyes, I quickly rolled over so I was by the wall and he was standing in front of me. I looked at him with scared eyes, I knew what he wanted, but I didn't want to give it to him.

"You smell like a bitch in heat. And I want you" He reached out and grabbed my breast yanking me forward so hard I yelped. I wouldn't cry, I refused to cry since I saw my parents die.

" Are you gonna scream for me bitch" He questioned as he ripped my clothes off leaving me bear. I shook everywhere. And then he grabbed me again before going on. I was in to much pain that I blacked out.

End Flashback

And while in the shower, I cried for the first time in 3 years. Crumpling to the ground, I didn't hear someone come in and dry me off and pick me up. Whoever it was laid me down on something soft where I then fell asleep.

I didn't dream that night or should I say day, but when I did wake up it was to a new room. It smelt like everyone in the house, so it must be a spare room. The most recent scent was Kat. I was okay with that. And ever since what he did I don't care who see's me naked I realized it wasn't worth hiding.

Stretching, the blankets moved down and I saw I was naked still. Hmm who took me out of the tub? Oh well not going to waste my energy on being nude. I also saw some clothes on the desk across the room. Getting up with a good crack of my back. I walked over and saw jeans and a tank, along with bra and underwear. Nice. The tank was black and the jeans were dark to, but the under garments were blood red. Eh it covers things.

I open the door and peer out, everyone was still up, so I went downstairs. Walking slowly to the sunroom were I could here voices. They weren't talking about me but I bet they were earlier. Jeremy sat in his chair, Elena and clay were on the couch and Kat was sprawled on the floor in front of the fire with Logan's head on her stomach. I leaned against the door frame, watching the flames dance.

"We were going to go for a pack run, would you like to join us Sasha?" Jeremy asked. A run sounds nice and they have so much land, I could really stretch my legs. I nodded a yes. Everyone got up and started out the door. They all started to strip and I kept my eyes down and walked into a little clearing to change. Taking off my clothes too, I bent on a fours. And focused on the change. I wasn't that stupid, I figured out how to change on my own will. I started to get a spasm up my arms and legs. Here we go. I thought to myself.

Landing on all fours. I stretched my back doing what in yoga they call the cobra. A nose popped through the bush and wined a bit, were I just bolted out of my clearing flying straight over whoever was poking at my clearing. Landing and swivelling my head to the side to eye the dark blonde wolf standing confused at what I did. Laughing in my head. I barked at him in a what? kind of tone. He then darted at me and I moved racing to find the others in a bigger clearing waiting for us. Three blonde wolves were play fighting two had pinned the other. My guess from the smells it was Kat and Elena on Clay while Jeremy watched on. But when I came bolting in with Logan they all kind of jumped up and looked alert, that is until he jumped on my back taking me down when I stopped, we then rolled around and bit at each other, I managed to get a grip on his neck and flipped him over so I was pinning him. I backed off, tired now and sat on my haunches and panted. Logan laid on the ground a bit longer before being nuzzled by Elena to get up. And they all tore out of the clearing with me following behind. Elena and Clay turned out of the formation and ran further ahead it was then I saw the dear.. Oh that's what they wanted! I see now

Obviously they took the dear down and now we were all taking bites from it, I got real hungry and took a big chunk of leg and brought it to my spot. If you get past the blood it was delicious. After licking my paws and muzzle clean, I curled up in a ball and slept.

LPOV

She is gorgeous as a wolf, her fur is copper with dark patches. I just wanted to go and curl myself around her and wake up with her naked body next to mine, clinging at me… No bad Logan. Why did she have to be so god damn tempting. Huffing, I laid where I was which was a little to far from her for my liking, but if I wake up before her… NO! just sleep.

I didn't wake up before her which kind of pissed me off, I mean I was hopping… No! I have to stop thinking about it! I walked into the sunroom grumbling about stupid teenage hormones when I saw I wasn't alone. She was curled up on the couch humming slightly and for some reason I wanted her to sing for me.

"Do you sing?" I ask quietly.

"I used to" She relied with her eye's distant.

"Would you sing now?" Wait, what I don't want her to sing, I mean she doesn't have to - oh who am I kidding.

" Umm.. Not right now, I like to play guitar more. Do you have any hobbies?" Shit the one question I usually avoid, you see I draw and when I tell people this they ask for me to draw them but I only draw when I want to or who I want, like people I love.

" I draw" I whispered. And to my surprise she nodded and didn't ask me to draw her. We stayed in comfortable silence when she got up and I realized she was only wearing a bra that wrapped around her breast and some track pants, why hadn't I realized that before? The markings on her back are mystic and beautiful.

"Where did you get that?" Why don't we play 20 questions, Sasha and I'll ask them all? More desperate or not?

"Umm… I got that tattoo when I was nine because it's tradition in the family. It means, all objects hold the truth and I am the one who brings it forth. Mom's was different but I like mine." She looked startled at first when she saw what she was wearing, she must have been deep in thought.

I got up and smiled at her "Hungry?"

She smirked and returned my question with "I'll make" and I laughed walking to the kitchen this should be interesting…