Zak walked to the fridge to get a soda. Just as he closed the door, Kate came and plucked the soda from his hands.

"Thanks, Zak," she said as she walked away. Zak rolled his eyes and grabbed another soda. He walked over to the couch and sat down. The clock read 8:05 PM.

"Hey, N, didn't you say that you were going to train me tonight?" he asked.

"I am," he replied. Zak looked at him.

"Well, it's tonight." N took his eyes off of the book he was reading and took a look at the clock.

"When I said night, I meant like 11:00." Zak put his soda down.

"You're expecting me to be fully alert at 11:00?" Zak asked. N nodded.

"If you want to start now, we could start now." Zak stood up.

"Sure! Let's go!" N stood up and started to walk down the hall. Zak looked at him. "Where are you going?" he asked. "The training room is this way." N looked back at him.

"Who told you we were training in the training room?" he asked. " I don't know about you, but I'm going outside." Zak just shrugged his shoulders and followed N. He wasn't expecting to be training outside.

Zak and N walked out into the frigid night.

"Where's Kate?" Zak asked. N continued to walk.

"Probably sleeping," he replied. "Let's keep walking." Zak and N continued to walk until they reached some nice, flat land. "This looks like a good place. Here." N threw Zak a sword, then swung at him. They continued fighting back and forth, trying to best the other. The fight was getting intense. Then, Zak felt a feeling of total power overwhelm him. He lost control and tackled N. He immediately regained control and got off of him.

"N! I'm so sorry," Zak cried. N just laid on the ground laughing.

"Now that's what I've been wanting to see," he said. He stood up and brushed off his jeans. Then Zak noticed the claw marks.

"Dude, you're bleeding. You should get that checked out. That's how I became this." N looked at him.

"I'll be fine. That's not gonna happen to me." N started to walk back to the house. "I think you've had enough training for tonight. Let's go back in." Zak and N walked back to the house. "We'll continue your training tomorrow. You should probably go to bed."

"I'm not tired," Zak replied. N had a look at his face of surprise.

"How many fingers am I holding up Zak?" N asked. Zak stared at N and shrugged his shoulders.

"I guess I am tired," Zak said. He yawned and walked to his room. Later that night as he was lying in bed, he is sure that he hears howling.