Chapter 1; The Beginning

Intro;

Brian Wolfe McKinnon lived a somewhat normal life in the deadbeat town of RavenVale. He was 17 years old, lithe and quite bright, a good kid despite what the townsfolk thought. Brian never knew his real parents, his past was eternally a shadow, devoid of any meaning. No one else knew of his parents either, you could even say that his existence was a mystery itself.

Wolfe was a rare name these days so his foster parents had decided to rename him Brian. That was the only thing he could remember of his childhood, his real name was Wolfe. How strange it sounded to others, but to Brian and his few friends it seemed perfectly natural. Brian wasn't all that different from other teens his age, but the town scorned him, purely out of superstition. He adorned an odd birthmark that travelled the length of his left arm, it faintly resembled that of an exotic tattoo. Some people swore that when he was angered it would glow brightly. And then there were his eyes, that glimmered eerily in the dark. Not only that but his iris' were coloured gold, giving him an otherworldly presence.

Standing at about 6"3, Brian was a fierce sight to behold. He was extremely strong and agile, unlike any of the villagers had ever witnessed before.

To be continued…