A sick twisted laughter echoed forth from the Blood Trees that hang low from the vines of life. No light shall enter and no soul will pass without a tainted soul. Every hope shall be lost and will be embraced as broken. Warmth is forgotten once you hug the cold icy winds that rip through as howling wolves. Running in the forest, their teeth gnashing together, blood spraying the forest floor with joy, eyes ablaze with rage and hatred yet this was with happiness. Nothing has a pure soul once you set foot in, your mind gone mad with the hatred that flows through, the blood that has been shed. Darkening forest green eyes locked with those blood red glowing eyes. Claws scraped bone, teeth tore skin, blood splattered across the dark emmiting forest floor. Eyes locked on one another as one of the Beasts waited for the other to attack, circling closely yet far away from attack. The ebony black male pulled his head back and howled extremely loud, to where it echoed off everything and sent it back. The other blood and black male threw his head back and howled, not as loud.

Dark forest green eyes trailed down to those firey burning blood red eyes. Narrowing his eyes, the animal seem to understand. "I have a mate that needs help" he snarled with teeth bared.

The larger beast laughed, amused by this other Beast. "You young yet. Learn, listen, watch" he barked with laughter.

The younger Beast launched forward for a last attack, his claws stretched out, jaw snapped open. What he hadn't expected was his teeth around the throat around the larger Beast, and his claws into his side. Blood poured into his mouth, the chopper taste made his inner demon swell with more blood lust. Twisting his face back and forth, he threw the body to and fro as he tore into the neck. Ripping the head of successfully, letting go of the head, dropping it to the ground. The younger beast howled in completion of the battle, forgetting the pale male that lay on his stomach. His naked form is battered and his spirit is broken from the rape. Turing his head, the young male walked over to the marble skinned boy and picked him up slowly. A whimper of pain and fear rumbled his throat, his voice raspy and weak. "Ken….d..all.." he gasped in pain when the beast pulled him closer to his chest, a growl shook the hurting boy. He whined in pain as the beast had to jump over a fallen log, he hushed softly and hummed quietly. The boy's battered body numbed from the humming and started to hum himself. Inhaling sharply, the boy clung closely to the beast's chest. "Please…" he said breathlessly. "Take… Me" his face flushed, eyes darkening with lust.

Kendall held him closer to his chest as he moved quickly out of the forest and where the boy was laying. His heart screamed to keep him but his mind told him to leave him behind because of the dangers that he must face. Closing his eyes, Kendall shifted back into human form. Taking off his black cloak and wrapping the panting boy into it. A silent tear fell as he laid him down, under the stars, the moon high in the sky. 'It's for the best' he thought to himself. Kendall leaned forward to where his lips brushed the boy's ear and whispered. "Farsnidlick"

The boy's eyes began to drop, confusion fazed across his lusty face. "Whaa?" he panted.

Kendall chuckled and closed his eyes again, pulling away from him. "It means sleep my love, under the star night where the moon will protect you" reopening his eyes, Kendall stood back on his feet and turned away. The boy laid his head back and slipped into a dreamless sleep.

When Kendall returned back to the pack, he was in his Werewolf form again. His mother, Jennifer, tried to comfort him but he just kept padding forward. His ears laid back, eyes emotionless, uncaring but in the inside he died and tore apart. His soul no longer held no meaning for he gave up his mate. Angry, Kendall began to ran ahead, trying to get far away from his mate as possible. His mind in a complete haze of pain, anger, hatred, self-loathing, and any other word for those is. "Forget him for he will forget you" a deep, dark voice called from his left. Turning his head, Kendall caught sight of the *Moon Alurix*

The young Beast never spoke, he didn't need to for the Alurix already knew and vanished. The Beast kept running, he never wanted to stop. "STOP NOW KENDALL!". A voice that sounded familiar yet drowsed with something that had the edge. The scream of plea made him stop in his tracks and turn his head off to the left to see someone standing under the shadows. Bright red eyes glowed from the darkness of the trailed forest, his keen hearing picked up on the heavy breathing male. Growling lowly in his chest, Kendall barred his fangs. Ears laid back, eyes adjusting toward the shadows to gasp in shock at the sight.

Hey everyone~

Okay, how do you like my Story yet? Interesting? Boring? Confusing? IDK! Lol

A Moon Alurix (A-lur-ax) a made up name I created… It is part of one of my Characters I normally don't like to use because of his past but his name came to me! Lol .. Anyway, he is a Spirit that was created under the Night Lord.. In the next chapter I will introduce you to his brother, Almura (Al-Mirror-A).

Thank you for reading and stay tuned because Shit just hit the fan! XD

Jake Bryan Kenko~