(A/N): Hey Guys! Third chapter I've written today, yay! Also, the 100th chapter is coming up really soon, and my sister suggested I do something for it. Do you guys have any suggestions?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Nicholai, Shari, Brooke and Mia.

Elaine

I had been completely startled when Leo had spoken up the first time. I mean, who wouldn't be? Their best friend, who lived in an entirely different city, suddenly appears in their back yard, in the middle of the night? Kind of creepy, don't you think? But comforting, because Leo always had a way of making even the creepiest things seem alright.

After going back inside with Jay making sure I actually went into my bedroom, I questioned whether he had actually been there. Sure, he had seemed real, but a lot of things I had seen recently seemed different. Like things that I thought were real, actually being fake, or vice versa.

My dreams, or rather, nightmares...they seemed so real. It was only when I awoke and realised I was alone in my bedroom that I would realise that the things I had witnessed had been nothing but my imagination.

I...I had another nightmare, about my father... Not a nightmare exactly, but a memory. The same memory that had appeared in my dreams before, of when my mother, brother and I had left our father, except this time...

My breath came out in pants as I cowered inside the small cupboard, and I could hear his footsteps getting closer. I stopped breathing all together as I saw his shadow fall across the side wall of the cupboard, through the gap between the door and the actual cupboard. I shuddered as he paused, just outside the door, sighing in relief silently as he started to walk away. That is, until he pulled the door open and wrenched me out of the cupboard.

"Let me go!" I yelled, struggling against his grip.

"Stop moving!" He bellowed his breath stinking of the same herbal concoction he always drank, and I saw my mother lying on the floor as my father pushed me into the Living room.

"Mum..." I whimpered, and she lifted her head slightly at the sound of my voice, and I was surprised to see her alive. I crawled across the carpet to curl up at her side, trying to protect her.

"You better be here when I get back...or else." My father threatened, sweeping his arm across the table and sending our long neglected dinner flying across the room, and I screamed quietly as the plate it was on shattered on impact. He exited the room, and seconds later we heard the front door close.

"Come on." My mother said as she stood up, quickly but carefully, holding her side, and I gaped at the bruises on her face.

"What are you doing?" I asked quietly, surprised. Usually we waited for him to return, too scared to disobey him.

"We're leaving this place, for good. We'll pick up Jay on the way." She told me firmly, staring down at me like she expected me to argue. Instead, I grinned at her.

"I'll help you pack."

Just as we were getting ready to leave, a loud, rumbling growl sounded from outside our front door, and my mother spun around, terrified. As a noise echoed through the house, as if something with very large claws was scratching at our door, my mother put herself in front of me, facing outward though her arms were around me, as if to protect me from the beast trying to get in.

Thud. Thud. Thud- crash! The sound of something heavy charging at the door repeatedly, and finally crashing it's way through. Another growl was heard, along with the heavy thump of padded feet making contact with the floor, and the click-clack of the claws that came with them.

I struggled to peer around my mother's side and see what was going on, but she held me tightly behind her, and the heavy pants of breath from the monster blocked out all thoughts I had, making forming words impossible.

"Please..." My mother tried to plead with the beast I couldn't see, only sense by the hair raising on the back of my arms and neck, and the tingle of dread in the pit of my stomach. "Please, don't hurt her. Please." The creature had paused when my mother started to talk, but I heard it advancing now, with the thump of paws and sharp resonance of claws hitting the wooden floor. A short and grating, digging noise followed every step, the sound caused by the claws of the monster digging into the wooden floorboards of our old house before it pushed off again, moving with intent towards my mother and I.

I buried my head into her back, between her shoulder blades, I knew what was coming, and I knew that there was no stopping it. I felt defeated as I started to sob, the beast lunging towards my mother as she tried to protect me from the imminent danger, her slender form being torn apart by teeth and claws.

I cried out quietly as my mother's now lifeless body was ripped from my grip, and I saw, through a tear-blurred gaze, the werewolf that had slaughtered my mother, and was about to do the same to me.

"No, please..." I whispered, dropping to my knees in front of the creature, sobs wracking my body so hard it was impossible for me to remain upright.

I felt everything, as the monster tore the skin from my bones, taking muscle with it, the sting and burn of the resulting blood pouring from the punctures in my now prone body.

Just before I slipped into death's cold embrace, I looked up, into the werewolf's gaze, my eyes widening at the familiar sight staring back at me.

Amber eyes. Remus's eyes.

Then I had jolted awake, to the light of the moon shining down on my face from the window beside my bed.

The light of the full moon, the night Remus would turn into the monster in my nightmare.

No, that wasn't Remus, I told myself. That was a nightmare.

(A/N): So, what did you think?

Elaine had the nightmare again, except this time, it was Remus's werewolf form that attacked instead of her father. On the full moon. Scary.

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This chapter has had minor edits made to it on 29/12/22 - I changed Elaine's dream to match the dream in chapter 51.

This chapter has had minor edits made to it on 15/2/24 - changed 'mom' to 'mum'