Children of the Starnik

by The FalconWolf

The Starnik are dead, but their heritage lives on. Two years after the death of the Starnik Myka's all grown up, unaware of her past and leading an ordinary life. But when she finds a strange place and reads an odd scripture which changes her life, she finds she's no ordinary wolf and it leads her to ask who she truly is and was there more to her family then she was led to believe?

10. Chapter 10 Unexpected Saviours

Children of the Starnik

Chapter 10: Unexpected Saviours

Myka's P.O.V

Karl and Lexi are dead, and Tony may well be also, and it looks like I'm heading that way too. Tony and I ran after these men who now hold me captive killed my adoptive parents, destroyed our home and burnt my book containing all the spells and notes I've made and possibly need to get out. But now, that's all gone. They've killed everyone I loved, even my blood family. I'm the Daughter of the Starnik; Tony came clean after we ran. My dad told him and everyone else not to say a word about them, that they must tell me who they were or who I really was. It was my right to know, I had every right to know that my parents were the Starnik, I wouldn't be in any danger. But I thought wrong, for they didn't tell me their murderers were still alive, now they have me, and it looks like this may be my end.

The car Tony was in and through me out of hit a tree, but before I could see if he was ok, these men caged me and took me away. As far as I know he could be dead. Now, I find myself in the most fear imaginable, staring into the cold, dead eyes of the one who killed my family. They call themselves the Ditori, and they plan to use me for the same reason they wanted my family, they say for the extermination of wolf kind around the world. I recognised this man now; he was the one I met in the last town we just came back from, the one who stopped me in the street asking for me, he's been tracking me all this time.

"Who are you?" I sobbed, pushing myself as far back into the corner as possible.

"We are the ones that killed your family. But to make it more precise for, I was the one." My eyes widened, I was face to face with my family's killer. "And I enjoyed every moment of it, when I pulled the trigger and first shot your brother, then when I killed you mother and sister, then finally your father." I lost it completely, driven by fear and anger; I launched myself across the cage and into the side reaching out my claws for his face. But he reeled back before I made contact with him.

"You bastard!" They all just started laughing. I knew I wasn't going to reach him so I pulled my paw back in, that was when he knelt back down and fear started getting the better of me again, so I shuffled back away.

"That's it; we want you to get angry, the more emotional you are the better."

"Why do you want me?" I wept. "Are you going to kill me?"

"Eventually, but first we have many uses for you. First, we're going to extract every drop of blood from your body, while your still alive of course, a long, slow painful death, just like your father tried to do to me."

"What did he ever do to you?" Suddenly he kicked the cage; rage filled his eyes and smoked out his ears like an enraged bull. I didn't move, seeing as it was bolted to the ground.

"EVERYTHING!" He screamed. "He was the little shit in school; he tried to stop me and my father from doing great things, he destroyed everything we worked so hard for, he killed all my men. He took away everything, now I'm going the same to him; I'm taking away his family, then everything his family had." This man was on a mission, a mission to take revenge on someone long dead. Suddenly, the van came to a violently stop, from speeding, to a complete stand still. I was thrown across my cage and into the wall, I hit my head against the wall, and then I lay with blurred vision and muffled hearing, my consciousness slowly slipping away. The men inside with me soared across the length of the van and into the front wall and too lay unconscious, but I wish they were dead. As my eyes started to close, there was a blinding light that filled the inside of the van, the rear doors had opened, and a silhouette of two wolves stood in the opening. They both ran in towards me, but as they reached me, I passed out, the darkness consuming me.

Lupa's P.O.V- One Hour Before, The Same Morning

I give up, I completely give up. We've spent two days trying to find something that Faolan could use to locate Myka, a piece of fur or something with her blood on it, it was weird, but we tried. We tried and looked, and searched, and rummaged, but still we couldn't find anything. So now, I give up. As much as I loved my sister, and that I wanted to be with her, it was just impossible. We snuck into her hotel room in hope of finding some fur, but the cleaners did a good job, there wasn't a strand or scrap of fur left from anyone. We went to the last place we knew Tony and Lexi lived, but they didn't live there anymore. We thought and went to various places she's been to, to try and find anything, but nada, we didn't find anything. So like I said, I give up.

I lay outside the entrance of the temple, on my back and basking in the sun, enjoying its heat on my belly fur and skin. I closed my eyes to saviour the moment. Giving up was the last thing I wanted to do, I wanted nothing more then to find my sister, bring her back and get her to bring back mom and Scott, but we couldn't find her. Dakota on the other paw was not one to give up so easily. This morning when I woke up, he wasn't beside me, so I assumed he was out doing something. While he did that I came outside to enjoy the warm morning sun. And I was enjoying it too, until he decided to come back.

"GOT IT!" He screamed. I jumped out of my fur and rolled onto my front.

"Jesus Kota, you scared the crap out of me." I gasped.

"I got it." He repeated.

"Got what?" He stepped closer and opened his paw; inside he clung onto a ball of black fur. "Where did you find that?" I exclaimed happily.

"In the hotel trash, in a bag, I thought if there was going to be anything of her, then it would be in the trash. I know it's hers because she has a scent a lot like moms'."

"You've been rummaging in garbage all morning?" I said pulling a disgusted face.

"Hey, I wasn't happy about doing it either, but at least I got it."

"Good job, let's get it back to Faolan, don't drop it." I said taking hold of his paw. But before he jumped I added. "Make sure you take a bath after this."

"You don't have to remind me." He sighed, it was evident he didn't want to do it.

Thirty Minutes Later

Faolan was pleased and very impressed we were able to find something, and even of the quantity Dakota found. After showing it to him and where he found it, Faolan ran back inside to grab a few things before he came back out. In that time, Dakota started rolling around in the deep snow around us, trying to get the horrid scents on him and do the best to make himself look more presentable. He looked fine to me, but he didn't stop until he was satisfied he smelt it, and he was a guy, since when do they care what they looked like? Death must have really changed him.

Faolan returned a few minutes later, the same time Dakota felt he smelt and looked ok. Once again, Faolan arrived with his strange bag thing carrying a mixture of herbs and liquids. He produced a carved wooden bowl from the bag and melted some snow using his breath and laying over it, any way to melt it down. After that he started throwing in carefully measured pieces of herbs, leaves and other things. Dakota and I sat just in front of him, watching what he was doing, finding it interesting.

"How do you know what to put in?" I asked.

"After three thousand years of doing this, you start to remember what each thing does." He chuckled.

"So how did you find out about all this?" Dakota then asked.

"Well, I was born like it; I've told your sister this before. In an olden pack like mine, only one shaman and one apprentice can be around at the same time, when the shaman dies the apprentice becomes the next one and a new apprentice is born. I was taken from my parents and raised by the shaman learning the arts and how to use my gifts ever since I was born."

"How do they know it was you and not some other pup?"

"The timing of it all, the shaman before Oak died minutes before I was born, and after word was spread of his demise my parents knew they had to do what was right. They gave me up willingly."

"That's awful."

"It was ok; after the Starnik came and died I started seeing them again, now I see them all the time. It was like I was never taken away." He said with a reassuring smile.

"Do you regret it?" I asked.

"How could I regret the only life I've ever know? A life of magic and authority. I can't compare it to anything else because I haven't lived any other."

"It's a good point, we were born the way we are, we had no control how we'd be." I replied. He then stopped what he was doing and laid down beside the bowl.

"This is odd, but how does it feel to be the children of the Starnik?"

"It's ok; it was good while mom and Scott were alive with us of course." Dakota answered.

"But we would have to say yes, becasue after all..." I then put on a deep voice, trying to make it sound like Faolan. "How could I regret the only life I've known? A life of magic and authority." We all then started laughing. After we settle down, I then answered more seriously. "But honestly, not all that great, not now we have a little sister. We can't be a family until we get her back."

"Well in that case." He said throwing one more ingredient in the mixture. "It's ready. It just needs the fur. Throw it in." We all got up and Dakota padded over to the bowl. I couldn't help but notice Faolan stepping back, so I did the same. Just then, Dakota threw in the fur, and suddenly the thing sparked and a giant puff of smoke blew up right in his face. But he was quicker and jumped back to my side.

"I just put it in." He said, trying not to sound like he didn't something wrong.

"It's fine." Faolan chuckled. "It's supposed to do that. I just wanted to see your reaction."

"What kind of potion blows up like that?"

"Most do actually. If they don't then they won't work. The more powerful, the bigger the explosion." He walked to his bag and reached in with his teeth pulling out a clouded white crystal attached to a vine. He then dunked it in the bowl and left it while he retrieved the map and laid it out before us. Then he went back to the vine and took it in his mouth and brought it over, where then he started hanging it over the map. Then he started spinning it over the map, slowly gaining speed and the crystal flying out wildly. I looked to my right at my brother, he was just as crazed and confused as I. Suddenly, the crystal dropped and hit a point of the map. He released it and slowly pushed it away and held a claw over where it landed. "Got her." We looked closer seeing where he was pointing.

"We were there yesterday, she wasn't there." Dakota said.

"Not that side of town." I pointed back to the map, the crystal landed on the opposite side of town to where we were. It was to far away for me to sense. "Come on, we can still catch her." I said grabbing his paw.

"If she's not there come back." Faolan demanded, something I've never seen him do.

"Wait." I said letting go of my brothers paw. I Astraled out and stood beside my body and looked back at an amazed Faolan. "Watch my body, we'll be back soon." With that Dakota took us to where the map pointed to. We appeared on the other side of town, but something was very wrong. As soon as we landed we were nearly hit by a car. It sped passed us and down the road. "Maybe on the path would have been better." I said as we walked there. The smell of smoke and burning loomed in the air, what was it? Dakota smelt it too.

"Come on." He said as we took off running towards it. Further down the path, we started to see smoke coming from above the trees and buildings beside us. It wasn't until we rounded a corner that we found the source. A building burned, flames reached up to the sky like flaming tendrils. No-one else was around, only us. We couldn't get close due to the burning heat burning the tips of our fur. "Is anyone in there?"

"I don't know. Wait!" I said as something caught my eye. A man stepped out of the door, perfectly unscathed and stood in the flaming doorway, as if everything was fine. Wearing a black trench coat and a head full of thick blonde wavy hair, I knew who he was, the Angel of Death. The Angel who collects the souls of the dead, their life force and even the one who collected mine once stood staring at me. I ran closer to the flames, unable to feel the heat as much due to being a physical spirit at this time. "Why are you here?!" I bellowed.

"Doing my job that's what." He replied as he stepped down the burning steps and towards me.

"Lupa who are you yelling at?" Dakota asked from behind me, he couldn't get any closer, but I ignored him.

"Did you collect my sister? Answer me!"

"No I didn't, but she was on my list with your friend Tony."

"Where did she go?!"

"I will help you this one time Lupa, never again. They drove down the road a few minutes ago, you can still catch them." Then he waved his hand, which then started to smoke and then a white piece of paper appeared. He knelt down and showed me it, it was a list of names, it was his list. "Your sister is the next name; you must hurry before her time comes." He pointed to the name right on the top, it had Myka's name right there. She was in some kind of danger, and only one could be it, and I knew what it was.

"Thank you." I said running back to Dakota; he had a puzzled face on. "Don't ask; just get us down the road now." I ordered. He grabbed my paw and together we jumped further down the road, but to where that speeding car passed us, that must have been them. They had gone further down so I told him to take us further. Which he did, we appeared at the started of the highway, a dirt road leading into the forest was on our right, and it was then two cars came speeding up it. I looked through the glass and saw Myka, her cheeks soaked with tears, but what caught my attention the most were her glowing eyes. She didn't see us as the two cars flew passed us and back down the road. I didn't have to say anything, Dakota took hold of my paw, but I could do it myself now I knew where she was. I Astraled ahead of the vehicle, and Dakota appeared beside me. We kept doing this, jumping and Astraling with the car, but making sure we weren't seen. It was fun doing this if I'm honest, it was really like I was a teleport like my brother, but I was limited to where I could go.

The cars rounded a corner, still we followed, jumping and Astraling together down the road. But then things took a turn for the worse. They turned too sharply, and the car started to turn and eventually role onto its side. Just then, Myka appeared out the window and bounced off the car and onto the floor. Second's later, men jumped out the car pursuing then and forced her into a bag at the same time the car with Tony still in it slammed into a tree. Death didn't appear, so I knew he was going to be fine, but Myka was our main concern. She was placed in a second vehicle, a van that came in the opposite direction and then they drove off. But the last man to get in made me want to jump out of our hiding place and rip out his throat. It was Sam, our murderer. I was about to do that, but Dakota slammed me to the ground. He knew better then me then to jump out and expose ourselves. I could sense in him that he was just as enraged as I, but he was able to contain it better. He stepped into the van and the two vehicles drove away. "We've got to get her." I said Astraling away and Dakota not far behind. We reappeared further down the road, hidden behind the railings on the road as the car began its approach.

"How are we going to stop it?" Dakota asked. Instinct made me look up to my left, Death stood holding his list down at me. For once, he was actually willing to help us retrieve our sister before he came for her. She was still at the top, but there must be something about it that was making him show me this. "Throw a shield at the front, that'll stop it." He added, making look back at him for a second before back at the list. Myka's name moved down one space and was replaced with another name; she was still going to die, just a little later.

"Now?" I asked turning back to him. Then the Angel tapped my shoulder, and I watched as her name moved back to the top. The car was just coming around a corner, I thought over why, then it hit me. If I stopped it now, I would risk flipping it and killing everyone inside, including Myka. I had to wait until the straight part of the road. I asked Death if that was right, but he didn't answer, he just pointed to the name. This time it completely vanished, her name erased from his list. This meant it was safe to stop the van, and Myka would be fine.

"Lupa Now!" Dakota screamed at the same time the angel smoked away like dad does. I turned and reached out my paw for the van, and seconds later one of my new electric shields appeared before it and expanded across the road. The van collided, and the car in front of it came skidding to a halt, we had to be quick before they came out. The front of the van was reduced to nothing, the back was unscathed. But we didn't know what the inside would be like. We took this as a moment to get her out. I lowered my shield so no-one saw, and we bolted for the van. Once there Dakota conjured off the doors and they appeared on the floor beside us. "I'd make one hell of a bank robber." He joked. But this wasn't a time for jokes. We jumped in the van, four men including Sam lay piled up in the back on top of one another, and Myka lay in a cage beside them. Her head just fell, meaning she was alive, just knocked out. I ran over and pulled back the blot with my mouth and releasing her. Dakota dived in and started pulling her out whilst I glared coldly at my killer. Nothing was to stop me from ripping open his throat, but Myka was our priority, not revenge.

My brother had already taken her outside just as I hopped out. "Take her home then come back for my body, I'll meet you with Faolan." He nodded and together we went our separate ways. I opened my eyes and took in that gasp of air, a breath that felt like I had been holding it for hours. Faolan was by my side in a second, helping me to my paws.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine, it's normal. We got her." I said happily.

"So what now, you tell her who you are?"

"I don't know." I replied being honest. "I don't know, I'll have to talk to mom and Scott about it."

"Well either way, good luck." I smiled and pulled him into a hug. I'm not sure whether or not he was expecting it or not, because his muscles tensed, but then I felt his giant mitts on my back, meaning he was returning the hug.

"Thank you, for everything."

"You're welcome, what are friends for" He chuckled.

"What's going on here?" We turned our heads but remained in the hug to see my confused brother stood.

"Nothing." I said letting him go.

"Sure didn't look like nothing."

"God are you ever going to let that go?" I asked as I walked up to him. "Is Myka ok?"

"See for yourself." He said holding out his paw.

"Thanks Faolan." I said one last time before Dakota brought me home. We stood in the main dome; I missed how it used to look. "Where is she?"

"In the sleeping chambers, come on." He led me to where he put her, and there she lay in one of the holes.

"Is she ok?" I asked again.

"I haven't had time to look her over, I thought seeing as you're a girl, it maybe more appropriate if you do it."

"Bro, she's our sister, it really doesn't matter does it?"

"She doesn't know that, and it would be awkward if she woke up and I'm looking down at her and touching her.

"Fair enough." I giggled now seeing his point. "At least stay here so you can get me some things and if she wakes up." He nodded and sat outside the hole while I went in and started looking her over. I started at her head, and instantly my eyes caught a glimpse of a steadily bleeding cut. So I turned around and asked. "Can you get some leaves, she's bleeding." He ran out whilst I placed a paw over it. Once again I found myself feeling that strange sensation I did the last two times I touched her, it was like a funny static shock, followed by that warm fuzzy feeling. It was the bond between sisters, something that can never be broken.

Moments later Dakota returned with the leaves, so I started applying them to her head. I'd removed them later when it stopped bleeding. After that I then started checking under her fur, starting from her head down to her tail. I didn't come across anything until I came to her mid section of her waist. She seemed to have winced in her sleep when I touched her there. Dakota and I thought she was about to wake up, but she didn't move other then that. So with a little less pressure, I brushed through her fur and gasped when I came across an almighty bruise, it spread all from her last rib to her hip. She must be in agonising pain; it was a shame mom wasn't here to heal her. In that case we had to deal with it the best we could. Dakota ran out to get a few things I asked for; it was a sticky substance that I discovered to be a strong painkiller. You spread it on the area in pain and it numbs it, you feel very little of the pain a few minutes later. I enjoyed learning what the things in the healing room did, it was interesting to learn by myself, but sadly that also meant using it on myself too. Like when I learnt of the sleep draught and it knocked me out for hours after breathing it in once. He returned on three legs and a paw full of the stuff in the other. He wiped it on and I spread it all over her side, using my claws to get right under her fur. Once again she started whining, meaning the pressure I placed was hurting, but it had to be done. It smelt rather nice, it was sweet like honey, it felt like it too.

When I was done, she settled, and I finished checking the rest of her, she was fine other the cut on her head and the bruise. I sat up and started walking back out and to the sanctum with Dakota by my side. We called mom and Scott, they have been with us the entire time, and they knew what we did. "Well done you two." Mom said.

"We're very proud." Scott added.

"But what do we do now? She's here; do we tell her when she wakes up?" Mom and Scott looked at each other for a moment before looking back to us.

"No." He said. "When she wakes up, you are to take her back to Tony; he needs to know she's ok."

"We can't wait a little while longer?" I questioned.

"But Sam's after her." Dakota added. "She's safe here."

"We've seen how the next few days are going to play out, she'll be safe. We wouldn't tell you this if we didn't want her to be."

"We trust you." I said. "But now is your opportunity to come back. Your daughter is only in the other room."

"We have to wait." Mom replied. "We just ask you follow her, but remain hidden. Keep a close watch on her and the others, just make sure you aren't seen, and only use your powers if absolutely necessary."

"We will." We said unison.

Skye's P.O.V

Tony and Myka are in trouble, and Karl and Lexi are dead. Tony called me only a few minutes ago, saying Sam attacked them and now they're heading in our direction. I called Michael and the others; they were still an hour away and were held up so wouldn't be here for a long while, whereas I had only left the town a few minutes ago. I stayed around a little while longer to check out the place before leaving. Tony was only a few minutes away from where he told me, so now it was a race to get there before Sam. I raced down and off the highway, down a road that didn't have any other cars on. It was an old dirt road; so on-one uses it. It was then I saw Tony's car I hit the brakes and jumped out when I saw it on its side and Tony half out the window. He was moving, trying to get out the window. "Tony!" I yelled getting his attention. I ran up to him, grabbed his hands and pulled him out as carefully as possible without hurting his back on the glass. He was bleeding from a small cut on his head; it was nothing to worry about. "What happened?" I asked helping him to his feet.

"They have Myka." He said, looking into my eyes frantically. "They killed Lexi and Karl and chased us, but then they took her." He then broke down and sobbed into my shoulder, it was hard enough to hold his weight, but it was harder now he was in this state.

"Listen." I said picking him up again. "We'll find her; we're going to get her back."

"How? We don't know where they've taken her, we've lost her. We failed Scott, we broke our promise." He wailed as we reached the car.

"We're going to get her back." I said slamming his door and walking around to my side to drive away. "She's doesn't have any powers so they can't use her.

"She does" He snapped back quickly. "She healed me, she made me tell the truth against my will, and she made one of them fly out the window."

"She has their powers?" I gasped.

"I don't know, and I don't care, we just need to find her." Just then, my pocket started vibrating. It was my phone, so I grabbed it, hoping it would be one of the others. But it turned out to be an unknown number.

"Hello?" I answered. The line was static, and a voice answered that seemed really rasping, it must have just been a bad line because we could only just make out what it was saying.

"Myka is five miles up the road from where you are. She is safe, but be quick." Then the line went dead.

"Wait, who are you?!" I yelled, but it was too late.

"Who was it?" Tony asked.

"I don't know." I replied throwing it onto the dashboard and pulling away. "But I think our prayers have been answered. Let hope anyway."

Myka's P.O.V

My head felt like it had been beaten a thousand times, my ears were ringing, my vision blurred, and a funny smell lingered in the air. I fluttered my eyes and awoke from my sleep to be greeted by all this. I was disorientated, dizzy and sick; I didn't understand what was going on, or where I was. I looked around, finding my body and head far too weak to move. There wasn't very much light in here, but enough to see; maybe it was just the current state of my eyes. Slowly and gradually, I began to feel the strength return to me and fill my muscles. A few minutes later, I gained the strength to try and sit up, but I fell back down and onto my other side. I went to clutch my bruised side, but I found it didn't hurt. I brushed the fur out the way, it was still there, but it hardly hurt any longer, just as much as a scratch. My fur around and over it was covered in sticky, yet sweet smelling stuff.

I tried a second time, this time I was more successful, and I was able to support myself on the wall. I rested my head on the side, and it made a funny crinkling noise. I placed a paw on it and pulled away several large leaves, blood stained the underside of them. "Where the hell am I?" I asked myself. I heard a voice coming from down a short tunnel, more light illuminated from the other side. Before I walked out to it, I tried to remember what had happened, and how I got here. I was taken from Tony, and then the van crashed and that was all I remember. Is this where those men were taking me?

I mustered all my courage and strength and stumble down the corridor, leaning against the wall most of the way. Then I emerged into a large domed room, and I knew it from upon gazing up at it. This was the same place that ghost chased me and the others out, how did I get here? How long was I out? I needed to get out of here, so I jogged to the exit, but I was getting too ahead of myself. I fell flat onto my stomach and released a gasp and groaned upon impact. I tried to pull myself up off the ground but the noticed something. It was silent, the voices stopped. I turned around and two wolves stood in the archway that I went through the last time I was here. "Finally you're awake." One of them said. I recognised the voice, and it was when they came closer did I make out who it was. It was those two tri-coloured wolves, the strange ones.

"Damon? Kacey?" I asked groggily. Just as they reached me, she nodded at him before turning back to me.

"That's us, are you ok?" She asked.

"I don't know, how did I get here?"

"We found you and brought you here?" Damon answered.

"But how? I was hundreds of miles away." I asked.

"Don't worry about that." He replied as he bent down and helped me up. I used him to lean and he guided me back into that room where I found that writing on the wall, the one that since I read all this has started happening. I didn't want to come back here, not since that day. I stopped moving as we reached the archway, standing up myself.

"It's ok, you're safe now." Kacey said.

"Nothing will hurt you here." Damon added. I nodded reluctantly and used him again to lean on. The place still looked the same, not that it would have changed in a few weeks. He guided me to the pool of water under the waterfall, and as he laid me down I asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"We found it a little while ago, so we decided to live out here. It's pretty cool right?"

"It creeps me out."

"Why's that?" She asked she lay down in front of me and he walked back out the way we came.

"I came here not long ago with some friends and we got scared away."

"Sounds funny." She giggled.

"It wasn't at all." I replied seriously. "How did you find me? And did you do something to my side, it feels great." She then looked at me seriously.

"It doesn't matter, what is important is that you don't remember this."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're dreaming Myka, and it's time for you to wake up." She added. Suddenly I was grabbed from behind and something pushed against my muzzle. My natural reaction made me breath quickly, but the more I did, the more I became woozy and weak until it came to the point where I passed out, again.

Lupa's P.O.V

Our plan worked, Dakota snuck up behind Myka and on my cue placed the sleeping draft over her muzzle. She was out like a light in seconds. But we still had to work quickly. When I was satisfied she was down and out, I called back mom and Scott, asking what we do know. They already said that Dad was on the case, telling them where to find Myka. They told us to go and find him outside and to take Myka with us; there he will show us where to take her. We did just that, Dakota placed her on his back with my help and together we went outside, where dad was sat just on the outside of the entrance. He was talking to himself, and seemed to be in a different world entirely. I walked in front of him, but his eyes weren't of their electric blue, they were clouded over with black smoke, and he was saying. "Myka is five miles up the road from where you are. She is safe, but be quick." Then his eyes returned to their natural colour, but he seemed fine when he saw I was in his face, he didn't flinch.

"Mom said you'd be out here. What are you doing?" I asked.

"Letting her friends know where to find her, we should get going."

"Where to?" Dakota asked carrying a sleeping Myka. He walked over to him and gestured for me to follow and stand beside him.

"Clear your minds, and relax." He said sitting on his haunches and placing a paw on both our foreheads. I turned my head slightly at my brother and saw him doing the same; we didn't know what we were doing, we just let it happened. I turned to back at my father; at the same time I cleared my mind, letting everything go blank. "Just relax and don't panic." He said soothingly. Why would we panic? Then black smoke started to flow out of him and around us at a quick rate. His eyes flashed a crimson red and the smoke blew out of him with forces of a hurricane, but we didn't move. I couldn't see anything but his red eyes as the clouds enveloped us. Yeah, it freaked me out a little, even scared me, sort of, but I knew who it really was. But as they faded, the smoke began to dissipate, and revealed where we were.

Dad was gone, but Dakota still stood by my side with a sleeping Myka on his back. We were on a deserted road, and if I heard dad correctly, a few miles from someone who would find Myka. We scurried to the the bushes and I helped my brother delicately lay my sister on the floor. It was at that moment we heard the roars of the engine coming, even if it wasn't them, we still had to get out the way. We jumped through the bushes and hid behind two thick trees, peaking out around them at the car as it pulled to a stop and Myka just waking up.

Myka's P.O.V

I just woke up from the craziest dream ever, but sadly the rest wasn't. I woke up on the side of an empty road, just as a car came screeching to a halt a few metres away. My head screeched just like the car. I brought my head up and focused my once again blurry vision to see two people come running out the car. "Myka!" A voice yelled. I knew it was Tony, he was alive.

"Tony?" I groaned trying to sit up. I was met with a tight embrace from him.

"I thought you were dead." He sobbed.

"I thought you were." I sobbed too."

"How did you get here?" Skye asked stepping forward.

"I don't know, I can't remember." I replied letting him go.

"That doesn't matter." Tony said getting up. "We have to keep moving."

"Good point, we can't stay here, who knows where they are." Skye added. So with that, I used Tony to lean against and we walked back to the car. But instinct decided to take me over again. I looked around, and through the bushes I could make out the outline of two wolves looking around two separate trees. But this could just be my blurred vision. So I rubbed my eyes and let Tony keep moving, but when I removed them, they were gone; it must have been my eyes. Today was the worst day of my life; I had lost everything, my family, my things, and my life.

Nothing really to put today, i'm too tired haha. Keep the reviews coming guys, please, just just really good to hear what you think, even if it's only a few words. Until next time. :P

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