Avianwolf Reborn

Emily bolted upright as the morning sun streamed through the window, its rays bathing her in a golden light. The soft sounds of birdsong drifted in but they did nothing to soothe her frayed nerves. She fumbled for her phone on the bedside table and checked the time - 9:23 a.m. She ran to the bathroom and as she brushed her teeth, replaying the events of the previous night in her head, trying to figure out how things had gotten out of control. In a hurry, she dressed sloppily after a rushed bath and with no time to spare, knowing her appearance was less than ideal, she rushed out the door, slowly closing it behind her. She didn't want to disturb her mother, who was exhausted after a long day at her salon and finally getting some rest. Carefully, she mounted her bicycle, which had been propped up against the house and began to pedal slowly, taking care not to draw any attention to herself. For a seventeen-year-old, Emily was an extremely independent and hardworking individual

Rebecca glanced up at the clock as the last customer of the day walked out the door. It was already past five, and she was eager to close up and go home. The silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity, until Rebecca finally broke it. "How about we go for ice cream?" she suggested, a smile on her face. Victoria perked up at the mention of ice cream, her face lighting up. Rebecca gave a little nod and stood up, tidying the last few things before closing up the shop. They walked out to the street and hailed a cab, giving the ice cream shop's address. As they rode, Rebecca could feel Victoria's excitement building. She smiled, glad to have something to lift her friend's spirits. "Here we are!" Victoria said as the cab pulled up to the ice cream shop. She paid the driver and the two of them stepped out. "How are Jake and Giselle doing?" Rebecca asked as they sat down at a table. Just as they were settling in, a server approached their table. "What flavor would you like?" he

"Aren't you going to answer your phone?" Emily asked.Giselle's phone had been ringing ceaselessly."I'm not ready to talk to her now." Giselle said."Who?" Emily asked, confused."Jake's mom." Giselle answered and Emily furrowed her brows."Jake's mom is not my mom." Giselle said after a deep breath."How do you know that? ""Jake told me. We were having an argument about something and it just came out of his mouth. I can't believe she told her son and didn't feel the need to tell me. My dad also kept it from me," Giselle said, and her eyes widened. "This explains why she never gives me the nourishing tea," Giselle said, the last part more to herself. "Nourishing tea? "Emily furrowed her brows. "Yeah." She turned to Emily. "She always gives Jake what looks like a herbal tea, three times a week. She said it'll nourish him, but she would never give me. Tell me Em, I'm I not fit to be nourished?" "My mom gives me a herbal tea too." Emily said, turning to look at Giselle. "She would a

It was 7:30pm on Friday and Emily had texted Micheal to meet her at the junction, her mother would never let her go to any kind of party... So she told her mother after dinner, that she was tired and she would like to go to bed early.When she got to her room, she started thinking of ways to leave. She thought about using the back door, but she has to go through the kitchen... Bad idea, her mother always stays in the living room till it's 10:30pm to watch her favorite TV show, and there's no way she can walk to the kitchen without her mom seeing her.She paced up and down in her room and her phone buzzed in the back pocket of the sweatpants she was wearing, she pulled it out and Giselle was the one calling.On the phone: "Hey girl, are you prepared? Just arrived at your house now. " Giselle said"Don't come inside, " "Why? ""My mom. She'll get suspicious, I mean, you've never come to visit me by this time of the night. ""I'm coming in. ""No, Gee. Wait-" Giselle hung up on Emily. (

Micheal rushed to Chris, who was kneeling on the ground with his face bowed."Chris, relax," Michael said as he stroked his back. "Take it easy.""Don't tell me to calm down. Why does it have to be this painful? Please, "he groaned. "Make it stop."Chris's bones were fracturing and rearranging into new forms, and he felt like he was being butchered. He would do anything to stop this unbearable pain. He looked down at his hands; hideous claws were stretching out of his fingers. Inside his mouth, his canines ached, like a child growing its first tooth, and he felt an overwhelming urge to bite flesh. When he closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them, they glowed gold.With force, Chris pushed Michael off of him, and Michael flew across the room, hitting his head against the back wall and crumbling to the floor. Michael reached to touch the back of his head, and his fingers returned covered in blood. His eyes shut as he swam in the ocean of pain.Chris growled, and Micheal opened h