I opened my eyes to vernal sunlight, filtered through the dead leaves. The grassy field was just a few feets away from the riverbank. The sun was warm on my face and the insects hummed around me. With a yawn, I looked up and saw small fluffy clouds of dust dancing across the sky. And then I realized that I was not dreaming, that I was really, truly alive. I woke up to a beautiful sun setting on a blue starry sky. And with a gasp, I saw that I was naked when I looked down to my thighs. Screaming to grab my clothes, I realized that I had been tied to a tree. For a moment I stood in total shock. Then panic began to set in as I struggled to get untied. Realizing I was alone, and that no one would hear me through the dense forest of tall dead trees, I turned around and frantically scanned the landscape for someone, anyone who could help. I turned to the west and for the next several minutes, as I

"What could this mean?" Ben said, lifting it from the whole.  "Hold on! Hold on Ben, I think there's something more in there!" Sam jerked, checking the hole with his hands. He couldn't see why it clearly while it was in there, and he had to expand the hole some more.  "Wow! Come check it out Ben, it's a glass container with a lid. "Yeah, go ahead, let's open it!"  Ben leaned forward with a quick yell. Sam turned with a puzzled expression. Ben was about to open the container, but he wasn't sure why. After a couple of seconds, his eyes widened as he stared down at the crystal glass container. There was a single yellowish light inside of it. It was an almost steady orange glow. As Sam looked at the conta

     "Hurry.. Hurry...! Let's get the hell out of here before they get to us, immediately!"  "I just hope no one catches us here, cos if they do, I don't think they'll spare us for any reason!" "Yes, you're right! Let's go...!!!"  Just a few stamps away from their hideout, resounding steps blasted as it disrupted the stability of the earth.  "Hey, Hey! Don't you dare to take a tread, else...!" A masculine voice interrupted as their movement instantly came to a halt! "Oh no.. they're here...!" "We'

Without anyone being around, she took out her phone, stretching it towards him.  "Here, let's talk over the phone!" She commanded. A wink released, left Malison hunting for more.  "Wow! So bold...! I must have her tonight!" He promised. Swiftly, he grabbed her phone, dialed his contact in and saved it. With no delays, he dialed his line. "Here please" he said, returning the phone to its owner.  "Alright then!" "Please hold on!" He beckoned again.  "Can I call you?"  "Sure!" Malison nodded and his lips curled in amusement, accompanied with a smirk.  

"Always remember this, try to control your anger, else, with your personality of a mixed heritage, you won't hesitate to destroy the world in a blink." The voice echoed again into his ears. His wolf and vampire has been charged up again. A flash of blue light flitted around his deep eyes. His left arm pressed tightly against his chest. The scratch marks and his scars were filled with pain. He knows that he is still being hunted by his father's blood magic. He took in a deep breath to try and ease the pain. His right hand still holding a picture of his mother smiling as she looked at him. His eyes slowly opened. It was dark and in the darkness he felt his eyes burn with frustration. The brown haired male standing with a bound and gazed at Jenny as he was staring at him. His voice was extremely emotional. His gaze flitted over his body, nothing seemed out of place. His face was covered in a tingling sensation of warmth.