The ice cold water hit Seth like... well, a bucket of ice cold water."Get up boy!" a voice said.He snapped awake and leap out of bed. It took almost a second for him to get his bearings, and when he did he realized it was still dark outside. He had been sleeping in the trainee barracks of The Bank. It looked like a medieval version of every barracks he'd ever seen in a movie."We're burning daylight, now stop wasting time," Heinrich said.Seth shivered and instinctively shook much of the water off like a dog or cat would. The action peppered the entire room in water, much to the consternation of those who hadn't been woken by the commotion."It's time for training," Heinrich said."But it's still dark outside," Seth yawned.WHACK!Heinrich's fist smashed into the side of his face and knocked Seth clean off his feet because he wasn't ready for it."What was that for!?" he shouted as h

Samuel paused to examine his reflection in a storefront window. He adjusted the line of his suit and finger combed his hair back off his forehead. His eyes locked on the strand of silver hair among the dark brown hair on his head that started at the beginning of his part and swept across his head and back along the right side. His dark brown eyes, well spaced and deep, were set in a face that while not handsome was still considered very attractive.Everything had to be perfect tonight, tomorrow would be the full moon and he would have to be on the packs hunting ground in the hills of West Virginia for the next 5 days. The cycle of the full moon made his life difficult, at best, and sometimes impossible. Samuel was a werewolf, but unlike the werewolves of legend his pack did not hunt humans, they hunted on the pack preserve to quench the hunger that overtook them during the cycle. Samuel would be joining his father, mother and siblings along with the rest of the pack at th

“Do you think that you are going to be able to help us in any way?” asked Beth as Red looked at the kids and thought what on earth would make someone kidnap such kids.“I was trying to get out of this place somehow by hanging from the ledge of the window but I only lost a nail in the process,” said Red as softly as she could. All three of them had shared the meal and the cubs had asked her to eat the food because they said they had eaten earlier.“Why were you taken from home?” Red suddenly asked and Taylor looked at his sister and then Beth nodded. Red was getting the subtle indication that it was Beth who made sure that Taylor did not say anything which would be wrong or get them into trouble. These two might be twins and they were certainly depending on each other in that way.“I think they want something which our Dad has. Our Dad is in a pretty important position and we are the most important people in his life apar

Red’s Memory"We've got to get out of here..."Crimson Devencourt stumbled out of the parlour and up the old set of servant's steps which ran around the back of the house, avoiding the main part of the building."Come on, Mary!"She grabbed at the young maid's sleeve, dragging her along behind, the two women finding it hard to run in their long skirts, but after everything they had just witnessed, they were determined to at least try.Their footsteps echoed hollowly on the cold stone floor as they skittered like two frightened shadows up towards the first floor of the grand old house in which they lived, the estate having been home to the Devencourt family for seven generations. The study was where Robert- Crimson's husband of two months- had said to meet them, before he and the other men of the house had gathered any weapons they could find, and had set off after whatever it was that had left the bloody remains of the sculler

Anthiel knocked on the door of Ale's apartment. It was a few hours after sundown, but she hoped she would still be awake. Nobody answered so she knocked again. And again.Finally, Ale replied. "Go away.""It's Anthiel,""Go away," she repeated, though less firmly.Anthiel thought for a moment, then reached into her satchel and pulled out a small flute. It took her a moment to remember what Ale has said was her favorite song. Her mother would sing an old Elvin lullaby to her when she wasn't feeling well, and Anthiel thought that was a perfect fit. She started playing, and it took only a minute for her to open the doors.She looked decidedly the worse for wear.Her rich chocolate-brown hair was a tangled mess, her green dress was rumpled, and her eyes betrayed signs of crying."Oh, dear girl," she said while folding the wood elf into a motherly hug. Ale didn't say anything for a minute, so she just held her c