5
I awoke while my back and head were against a tree. I was still in the forest but my clothes seemed to have been a little torn. I forgot my bag at school so I didn't have any spare clothing with me. My body seemed to ache very much. It ached more then I usually felt after the howling form. I have lost all my sense of memory of what happened when I shifted into the howling form. All I remembered was blacking out and the dream.
It wasn't until I got up had I realized that I was sweating enormously. My hair was wet to the point where it seemed like I had just finished taking a long bath. My chin as well as the tips of my fingers was dripping sweat. I started to walk out of the forest towards the direction that I believed to be the direction I came from. After a bit of walking, I reached the outside of the forest and I saw the school near by. I didn't smell anyone near me so I guess I was glad that no one saw me.
-If someone saw me, Father would kill me…-
I didn't want to catch anyone's attention so I had no choice but to use my abilities. I ran towards my bike and lifted it as well as carried it back to home in a matter of seconds. Not one person was able to see me or even notice that the bike suddenly vanished.
-Wait… what is that… those scents…-
About a dozen scents rushed through my nose. Most of them were familiar scents. About 1 or 2 were new. Suddenly, I realized that the shifters have arrived and the stories were about to be told. I walked into the house and every shifter turned around to look at me. Every shifter except for the new comers and my father bowed with one arm crossed against their chest. Since I was the son of the great Alexander Corvin, it was only natural and a must for them to do so.
-I hate it when they do that…-
-Why does dad have to be so god damn famous and popular…-
-But then again… how did he become so famous and popular?-
"Cory. What happen to your clothes?" Dad said to me with a very serious stare.
"Nothing. I saw a deer in the forest and decided to have some dinner." Dad gave me a short stare and then looked away back to the crowd of shifters. He called their attention and started telling them the rules and consequences just like he does every day after the full moon. I slowly walked up the stairs and went to my room. I looked around and found a pair of blue jeans as well as a blue polo. I put them on and then walked back downstairs for the story telling.
The stories went by fast this full moon and apparently no one lied. The new comers didn't have to tell stories but they must've came for a reason. At the end of the stories, one of the three new comers spoke.
"Sir. We would like to join your family" said the first new comer.
"We are prepared for the worst and the tests as well" said the second new comer. The third new comer said nothing but rather stayed seated at the corner of the couch in the middle of the living room.
"What makes you so special?" I said to the third new comer who said absolutely nothing.
"You aren't in my league to even talk to me like that kid" he said calmly towards me without even taking a glimpse at me. I got irritated immediately at the fact that he called me a kid and at the fact that he thought he was superior to me.
"I'm sorry. What did you say?" I said while starting to walk towards him.
"Did I stutter?" he said while finally turning his head to face me as I approached him. I walked and stopped about a feet away from him. I was ready to make him regret ever talking to me in such a way. I knew the rules of every family very well since my family's ancestors were the ones that made the rules.
"New comer. I'll give you a chance to take back what you said and apologize to my son." Dad said out of no where.
"Apologize?" The new comer said while standing up to face me. He was about a head taller then me and his body size seemed to be enormous.
-Does he think he is superior because he's huge?-
-I laugh at such a thought-
"I wouldn't apologize to a kid that is 10 years my junior. I can crush this kid without even shifting." He was already beginning to clench his fists as if he was ready to punch me across the face.
"It's your funeral new comer." Said dad.
"It's decided. Everyone step outside to the back of the house." Dad said while walking towards the back door. I wasn't in the mood to even fight with someone that lets his muscles go to his head. But as rules of the family, I had no intention of backing down as well.
"The rule is simple. Both shifters may fight in any form or forms and the fight does not end until one is dead or one gives mercy to the other." Dad said to everyone who was watching. I stepped into the center of the crowd and waited for him to come in. He came in with a gigantic grin on his face.
-I don't know what to laugh at. The fact that he's about to die or the fact that he doesn't know who I am-
"Are you ready kid?"
"I feel bad for you." Said I without even smiling or giving him a smirk. Dad gave a howl which meant the fight could begin. I started walking towards him with my hands in my pockets. He lifted up his fist ready to hit me and said.
"Try this on for size little man!" Before his fist even got a foot near my face I had already hit him in the stomach and he started to grab his gut while kneeling down on the floor. I saw the other two new comers stare at their friend while they stood in the crowd. They were shocked and had no idea what had happened. No one in the family was able to tell what had happened either except for dad.
"I give up on fighting this fool. Let him go inside and get some rest father." I said while walking away. The new comer that was on the floor started to regain some strength from the gut shot and started to stand up.
"Where the hell do you think you are going?" He said while barely even being able to catch his breath.
"I'm giving you mercy by not killing you. Just go inside and get some rest for tomorrow's tests."
"Be quiet kid. I can handle you with ease. Get back here." I saw a glimpse of his eyes and his teeth began to grow. I didn't want to fight him let alone kill him so I did what I liked doing best: scaring them. I stared him straight into the eyes and shifted my eyes. They turned dark green and the killing intent of them was high enough to scare someone to kill themselves. He saw my eyes and suddenly his shift began to stop. He shifted back into his human form and almost tripped backwards. He was staring at me with his mouth open and he began to sweat.
"Wha..a…at was that?" He said in broken words while slowly crawling away from me.
"I warned you newcomer." Said dad.
"My son isn't your average shifter. He can scare someone to the point of death by merely showing them his eyes. If you want to live just go inside."
"Yes..ss..ssir." He said while getting up and walking towards me very cautiously.
"I'm very sorry young sir. Please forgive me" He bowed down with his right arm crossed against his chest.
"What ever." I turned around and started to walk into the house to my room. It has been a long day and tomorrow was Saturday. I had to help with the tests for the three newcomers.
-Heh. I hope these weaklings don't run off because of the tasks given to them.-
-The last few new comers couldn't handle the pressure and ran off like a pack of wild dogs who ran into a wolf in the forest-
-Tomorrow is going to be fun. I cant wait to install fear into their minds-
I walked into my room and fell flat onto my bed. I didn't bother changing or anything and just drifted off to sleep. The last thought that came up in my mind wasn't the tests for tomorrow or school or even Ariel. But instead, the last thought that ran through my head was the image of the beast who installed more fear in me then I am able to do to others. That is a feeling that will forever be in my thoughts for all of my life until I find out what and who that was.