CAMERON'S POV:
"So where are we supposed to be going?" I asked desperately running my hands through my hair. It was boiling walking through the sun.
"If they haven't stopped following us i don't think that we should stop" Griffin replied with a sarcastic tone.
"Its hot though!" Griffin turned around at the sound of my wining and stopped me. We had always known each other but in the end we weren't really friends.
"If i hear your complaining one more time i will hang you in a tree and then leave you for them to find you".
I had smirked like i always did "now why would i do that" I asked sympathetically with an innocent look.
We ket walking and stayed at a comfortable pace. Beside Griffin i was walking with 2 other friends of mine Peter and Bob. Bob was a nice guy into games and everything anime while Peter was into sport and camping. They looked so different you couldn't tell they were brothers. We were being chased by a few people we didn't even know. our families had always been different from all the others.
But when we found out that we had all been chased by men ever since we can remember i couldn't help but think that something was up, all of us could. We had never had any friends until we all meet.
But now we were in more trouble then ever. We weren't being chased. We were being hunted.
GRIFFINS POV:
He's so annoying, I thought to myself as we walked away. If we ever meet one of those douches again then he could talk their heads off. I heard a mumble from bob.
"What was that bobby boy" i smiled knowing he hated being called that, and for a fact he hated his name. Everyone said it was his nickname not his real name, Thats what pissed him off. He growled quietly.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE WE GOING" he yelled an angry tone consuming his usually calm voice Pete had to calm down his younger brother.
"I keep seeing this vision in my head of a house in the tree's" i continued making sure to stay far in front of the fuming boy. "We can make it there by night i think" I smiled because i knew cameron would have bruises by the time we got to the mysterious place.
"Hey cameron lets play the complaining game " pete said an evil glint in his eye.
"How do you play" he asked, i hid my smirk from cameron already knowing what would happen.
"Okay if you complain then you get punched on the shoulder" You could hear the pure evil in his voice making sure cameron heard it.
"Fine"
My heart pounded as i saw something move in the near distance it was moving towards a distant clearing that i could only make out.
"guys we have company" i whispered "the game will have to wait" i smirked as i heard cameron groan and the thud of Pete's fist on his back.
"OW Pete that hurt" another thud silenced him the sound of cameron suppressing a moan was hilarious.
"Guys you still remember any fighting skills i taught you?" Pete asked.
"Yeah in small moderation" we all said simultaneously
PETE'S POV:
I was made to go first, only obvious because i was the only one with actual fighting experience there. I snuck before the others glancing at my brother and smiling before turning my back on him.
I went in front of a dull griffin which was unusual for him, most of the time. We stalked the moving objects from behind only ever so slightly moving inches every second. We finally got close enough to see what the figure were, they were wolfs. There were four. All of a sudden bob let out a cry of fear not being able to hold it any longer and the wolfs turned around. They saw us and started to crawl towards us, In a very sinister manner.
I looked down and saw a thin stick, it would have to do i thought franticly as i picked it up moving into my basic attack position. Griffin took a similar pose beside me holding a small dagger in his nodded to each other and ran at the foul dogs.
After 5 minutes of fighting we had killed two letting the other two go free, We would run into them later. We gutted and skinned the wolf cooking it over a dull fire we made near a stream. The whole time i had been in front no one had said a word, very unusual for the people i was with.
BOB'S POV:
"I'm going for a walk" i said woefully not wanting to talk. I didn't hear my brothers offer to come with me i just turned my back on the boys and walked away. I had my reasons to be quiet, So much stuff had happened that i didn't know what i was anymore.
All i knew is that we weren't the only ones being chased. Their were 4 others.
I only knew this thanks to the fact a letter had dropped out of one of the men that had chased them pockets. It said that they were going after us and the girls they would leave to team B.
What was happening. But the thing that freaked me out was that while i was watching my brother fight the wolfs, I saw the other two stalk off into a clearing where something was moving.
Four different shapes. Or in my thoughts, Four different girls. It made sense, i believe in fate and co-incidences, And i believe this is one of them. "If we can find them and team up with them then maybe we can finish this once and for all" i murmured to myself following the tracks of the wolfs. "whats that" i could hear the clang of metal and the smell of wolf.
I ran to a near by clearing and saw something i will never forget, two dead wolfs and four girl's.
