Memories and murder
The ecos of a babies cry fill the hospital room. A mother and a father have tears of happiness filling their eyes from the birth of their first child. But the happiness soon fades when the baby girl opens her eyes. Black. Her eyes are black. When a baby first opens their eyes they are the color of their wolf or lycans eyes. In this case they are black. Meaning she is a female lycan. They were all wiped out almost 50 years ago. The gene is passed on throughout every other generation. The mother and father are now filled with jealousy and hatred. "We should get rid of it" says the father. "Let's kill it before it gets too old" they both agree that the baby must be taken care of so their reputation is not damaged. Luckily the mother has a soft side. "I can't go through with killing my own child, can't we just abandon it?" Thankfully the father can't argue so the next night they put the baby in a box and carry her about 2 miles away from their pack Placing her under a tree. Its only 50 degrees out and they didn't give the baby any blankets hoping she would freeze or be eaten. "Good bye Evelyn" were the last words muttered before walking away, not looking back once.
I jolted awake from the memory. Female lycans remember almost everything, so I remember the exact day I was born and abandoned. "Breakfast is ready!" Calls my mom. Yes I know she is not my biological mother but shes the only family I have. I am snatched away from my thoughts when I smell bacon. "BACOOON!!!" I could go my entire life just eating bacon. And mom knows it. "I'll be right back I gotta use the bush." She says sarcastically. Yes we live in the forest most of the time but we still have small jobs to bye food. AKA bacon. My mom is a regular werewolf. She has brown hair and a unique set of light green eys. She is very fit and taught me everything she knows on how to kick ass. Which allot she was a pack warrior till she got kicked out of her pack.She rejected her mate after finding him fucking a random women. I dont want a mate and neither does my lycan. We want to be free and independent. With my mom of course. I am broken from my thoughts from a smell. And the smell is not bacon. Rouges. Rouges are near by and there are allot of them. Twigs snap and leaves crunch as they move closer. Mom comes out of the bush with a serious look, so i'm guessing she smelled them too. She is about to speak when loud growl rips through the forest. In an instant my mother was on the ground with a rouge on her back. I shift and attack. Since I am lycan I am bigger that the average werewolf with much bigger teeth. The rouges look startled at my hugeness but still keep coming at me. My mom is still on the floor but soon she shifts too. Wile I am surrounded, I see mom being taken down. As soon as I see her injured my lycan takes over and my eyes turn black. The rouges surrounding me now lay on the floor lifeless. Looking over to my mother to see her barely breathing. Rushing over to help her I nudge her with my snout and she shifts back to human and so do I. "Mom, mom, your gonna be alright, ok. Just stay awake." I plead trying to hold back tears. "Evelyn" she says barley above a whisper. "I love you" were the last words she said before going limo in my arm. These rouges made a huge mistake because now I feel nothing but pure hatred and anger. In a matter of seconds the rest of the 30 something rouges were dead, disemboweld, decapitated, and not even recognizable. I could smell that one had gotten away. I will make it my mission to get answers and kill the rouge that escaped. Even if it means I die trying.
