Chapter 1
Could today have gone any worse I think as I’m backed into a corner by a bunch of guys who look like they belong in the MMA’s. They had no weapons but looked like they could handle whatever attack I tried to throw at them just fine even if I did have a weapon, which I probably wouldn’t know how to use.
It started out like a normal day except for the fact that it was my 15th birthday and my mom had cooked all my favorites for breakfast and we had this crazy good chocolate cake my mom had got. I’m not the person who gets woken up at 12 in the night for a surprise birthday party or even phone call for that matter. It all boiled down to one fact, the fact that I simply didn’t have any friends; my classmates and I were barely civil to each other. It wasn’t due to my lack of trying, after all no matter how nice I was to them, I was still considered as a weirdo and no one even acknowledges me.
With my striking features and natural tan no wonder I stuck out like a sore thumb. Add to that the fact that most of the people at my school aren’t friendly & Bam! You’ve got no friends. Even most of my teachers don’t like me that much More than half of the time people don’t even believe I’m related to my mom, with her blonde hair and porcelain skin. I got my looks from my father who was an Indian. ‘Was’ because apparently he died even before I was born. I’m half Indian and I’ve never even met my Indian father, as a matter of fact I’ve never even met any of my father’s family. Tragic right.
Come to think of it I don’t even know that much about him. All I know is that his name is Vikram & that he had come to Long Island because of his job and a few of my mom’s memories which she told me about. And of course that he is an Indian, quiet obvious to me because of my skin colour and name, Aurelia Vikram.
I’ve always wanted to know a lot more about my dad and have always bombarded my mom with questions when I was little. But once I got older I just stopped asking because she always got this faraway look whenever she talked about him and she’d look so sad and lonely that I just couldn’t bear to see. At times I could hear her crying herself to sleep in her room afterwards. But otherwise she’s a pretty cool mom, I guess most of my classmates are jealous of how close we are and what a great mom she is.
I’d decided to take my cycle to school today and after a long day of boring lectures and being ignored by my classmates again it was finally time to head home. While cycling back I got this weird feeling that I’m being followed. On the way I had to make a quick stop at a grocery store and got off at the one closest to home.
As I headed in I heard the distinct sound if footsteps behind me but when I turned around there was no one. The road also seemed unnaturally quiet and empty for a Friday night.
Shrugging it off and thinking that it was just me being paranoid I quickly pick up all my supplies and billed at the counter. As I stepped out of the store and headed to my cycle I suddenly felt a change in the light as if something or someone was blocking it. I turn around to see what it was and was immediately backed into corner. There were 5 guys and they looked extremely angry and sinister. They all looked different but they had a similarity among al them. Their features looked almost wolfish.
One of them stepped forward almost as if to sniff at me and then said to the others “She’s the one alright and it looks like she isn’t even trained. Boss is going to be very happy. Let’s take her out and get going.” One of the others stepped up and said “Why don’t we have some fun with her instead? The boss doesn’t have to know.” A shiver ran through my back thinking of all the stuff they could do to me. One of them laughed out loud and said “You can smell the amount of fear rolling of off her. Let’s take her out and then we can head to our hiding spot. We can hand her over to boss after a few days.” He then lunged at me as if to take me out. I covered back in fear and shut my eyes waiting for the blow, only it never came. I waited for a few seconds and then opened my eyes.
I did not expect to see what I saw. In place of the five who attacked me were five wolves and they were locked in battle with 3 guys all dressed in black. They had their weapons out and were enveloped in different shades of auras which seemed to be aiding them in their attacks. I gasped when all of a sudden a wolf appeared in front of me out of nowhere and all most immediately it was pulled back by one of the guys who had black hair similar to mine.
It was quiet clear that the wolf that appeared in front of me was the leader of the pack as it was the biggest and seemed to be the most difficult one to handle. He and the guy with black hair seemed to be a perfect match. Their combat seemed almost like dance. Each strike of its paw met with the sword and this dance continued on for a while. When all of a sudden the black haired guy managed to cut a clear line across the wolf’s back causing it to howl in agony. Blood oozed out of the wound matting the wolf’s fur. It continued to attack the guy in a now fervent pace and then manages to strike the guys shoulder pretty hard. He cursed and continued to fight with his left arm hanging limply by his side.
I was so engrossed in their fight that I didn’t notice one of the other wolves barreling towards me until the last second when it crashed into me and knocked me out. Black spots filled my vision & darkness slowly consumed me.
