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Quotes and meanings below.

"Speaking aloud"

'Speaking telepathically'

Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.

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! I have posted drawings of Alex in his Cryal form, Claire and Sorrell on my Deviantart HorrorGir1! I highly suggest checking it out since I suck at remembering to describe my characters.

Although the drawing of Sorrell is a bit of a spoiler for a future chapter, looking at it won't ruin anything. Only the clothes she is wearing in the picture is a spoiler since she does not wear those yet. Also her weapons will also be added into the story in the future. ALSO since this is a beginning of a story, I will most likely edit some parts of the story at some point in the future, if I do I will put a note like this in the beginning.


Chapter 7: Lost

Axel's Pov:

Flying above the numerous trees in South America, I search far and wide to try and get a scent, or even a sense of Sorrell's location. Nothing comes to me, it makes no sense how her scent and all sense of her has completely disappeared the moment she left that island. Maybe she has learned how to cloak herself like Amon does? I know nothing about her, who knows what she is capable of doing.

I silently soar through the sky, observing everything in view on the continent, slowly beginning to give up hope that she flew to this location on Earth.

A nostalgic, yet familiar scent catches my attention while in the same moment my senses pick up something small and sharp flying in my direction in the sky toward my chest. Immediately I shift my body to dodge it, turning my head to observe what was thrown at me as it flies past me, a handmade dagger. The handle wrapped in tight leather with a blade made out of bone, I watch as the knife quickly disappears in an instant into the distance of the dark sky.

I turn my attention to where the weapon was thrown from, flying down toward the ground. Another knife is captured by my senses, being thrown from the same direction and I am barely able to move fast enough in time to dodge it, the scent and skillful throws tell me exactly who is throwing weapons at me. I dive down and fly quickly toward the spot, a Galileus sits perched in a tree I arrive at.

Spreading my wings I stop myself before her, seeing the female Galileus sitting in the tree giggling at me. The Galileus has long, beautiful ebony black hair and an undeniably beautiful face. She is shorter and smaller than the average female Galileus, standing about the same height as a small human female, pretty close to Claire's human form's height. Her wings are a beautiful color of light blue, she is wearing tight skinny jeans and a black top. Her appearance alone would have the average male Galileus on his knees with his wings spread to try and impress her to be his mate.

'I can see you are still as quick as I remember, Axel. Pretty good reflexes for having just awoken from your long hibernation.' She says, giving me a smile.

I land in a tree across from her, looking around to make sure nothing has spotted me, I look at her again after making sure, 'Charlotte, you can't be here!'

She giggles at my words, 'You are the one who taught me how to throw like that, do you remember when you taught me? Also, if you are looking for your daughter, I believe I spotted her flying toward North America a while ago. What did you end up naming her?' She asks, continuing to ignore my statements.

I let out a deep growl at her, not liking that she is ignoring my words, but I know she is very intelligent and knows she still has boundaries to abide by.

'I don't have time to talk right now.' I say, spreading my wings again and flying back into the sky.

'Wait!' She says, taking flight as well and following me.

I turn around in the air to look at her, 'Charlotte, please. I told you I don't have time for this right now. You already know Claire will ask questions about who you are if she sees you, last time we met I had to lie to her to keep her from hunting you down and killing you for what you made me do.'

She gives me a look of worry, 'Why would you lie to her about that…?'

I narrow my eyes at her, 'You made me miss the birth of my daughter, my first child. I had no choice but to lie, she wanted me there for her so badly. If she knew I was out with another female during that time, you would be lucky to leave in one piece when she caught up to you.'

'Okay. I understand how powerful the Wolcin are...I hope you find your daughter. I'm sorry I made you miss her birth...' She says.

"Axel?" I hear Amon's voice say as he flies to us, lucky for us he was unable to hear our conversation due to being too far away at the time. He would have been able to hear our words from anywhere on Earth if we were speaking directly to him through telepathy, but we weren't. His eyes lock on Charlotte, immediately they brighten and an expression of amazement and shock spreads across his face.

"Charlotte? You're alive?" He says.

'Amon!' She says, her eyes also brightening as happiness spreads across her face before she quickly flies to him and hugs him, he hugs her back.

"I thought that Cryal got you so long ago! How did you survive?" He says, pulling away from the hug and looking at her, amazed at how different she looks compared to when he had last seen her, around the time we had become mature so very long ago.

'I was lucky.' She says, smiling. She giggles, 'So speaking aloud is your thing now?'

"Yes. It is my normal method of communication these days." He says, he looks over at me, "When did you find her? Just now?"

'Not really. Last time I was awake she found me.' I say, looking over at Charlotte.

She grins.

"Wow, really? You never even thought that you could tell me?" He says, chuckling.

'We need to find Sorrell…' I say, becoming very impatient and worried.

'Yes, like I told Axel, I saw her flying toward North America. Hopefully I will see you guys later.' She says before smiling.

"You were watching the island?" Amon says, watching Charlotte.

'I may not communicate with others of our species, but like all of the others, I always have a scent of exactly where both of you are. I just happened to be nearby.' She says, smiling at Amon.

He nods, "Ah, right." He says, smiling.

'Well, you boys better get going. I hope you guys find her.' She says before turning away in the air and flying away.

Amon and I begin our flight to the US, with Amon talking about her the entire way there.

'Do not speak of her around Claire please, Amon.' I say.

"Why not? I think they will get along. If you are worried about Claire not liking her because of what you and Charlotte had growing up, I guarantee it won't bother her."

I look over at him, 'It's not that.'

He looks over at me and slows his flight, I do the same, "If you cheated on Claire, you know very well that I can't hold that from her." He says, seriousness and a hint of anger in his voice.

'I would never do that to her.'

"Good. I would personally be the first person to kick your ass if you ever did."

'I would kick my own ass first.'

"Tell me what the big deal is then." He says.

I hesitate before returning my attention to ahead of us, 'Just do as I say, Amon.'

He growls, wanting a proper answer. Amon quickens his pace and cuts me off from flying any further, I look him in the eye and snarl at him, 'This is not the time, Amon!'

Amon growls at me, "Fine. We will speak of this later, after we find Sorrell." He says before flying off ahead of me.

Sorrell's POV:

(hours later)

My body forces me to land on the ground after the exhaustingly long flight in the state of Louisiana, I think. Whatever is going on with me seems to have unlocked my gifted ability from being a Wolcin. It seems to be the ability of concealment…upon whatever others I was born with that have not yet surfaced…

I slowly look around, on my hands and knees while the redness in my eyesight fades away slowly while I sob uncontrollably, unable to begin to comprehend what I did to Maria and my family.

Regaining control of my body, I cower in a cement and brick corner of what looks like an alley inside a large city. Lots of garbage and garbage bags scattered all over the alley way, a large dumpster against a building in the middle of most of the trash bags. Some random papers soaked in rain water on the concrete seem randomly scattered all over the alleyway also seem to add to the littered and dirty alley. Puddles are also randomly scattered around, the concrete soaked from the falling rain.

A moving silhouette grabs my attention out of nowhere and immediately causes me to react in fear, staring at the opening of the alley as a gasp of air forces itself into my lungs while I cling to the corner. The humanoid silhouette walks past the entrance casually, it's footsteps slowly growing distant.

Did it not notice me? My concealment doesn't seem to make me invisible… I think to myself, looking at my hands.

I look back at the opening, Maybe it was just a human…?

I pull my phone out of my pocket, the light from the screen illuminates my face, the time is 7:25am. The sun has already begun to rise across the horizon when I got here but by surroundings are still dark while the sky is beginning to brighten. I put my phone away and slowly stand up off the ground, my ears back in fear.

Remembering I have a human form, I change my form to blend in with the humans. I figure they wouldn't hurt me if I look like them.

Sorry the chapter is so short! I promise the next one will be longer! Writers block is killing me. Leaving a review helps!