"I refuse!" I snarl. The Schimbantors glare. 

"You are a werewolf. Whether or not you choose to call yourself Schimbantor, you must help in the ambush-"

"Please, don't force her," Clement says. I smile at him, grateful.

"It's alright," I lie. I do not plan to harm this girl. Perhaps I can even save her.

We lie in wait as the bodyguard, the mistress, and Tati exit. The werewolves lunge. I turn my eyes away, guilt welling in my chest. Abruptly a shape crashes into me from behind; I tumble to the ground, Clement shotus-

A moment later, I push myself up. Clement is eyeing the person who knocked me down. "Who are-who are you?" I ask the werewolf.

He turns to me and looks uncomofortable. "Vin-Viper! I'm Viper."

The other Schimbantors left while i was temporarily unconscious. I sigh and shake Viper's hand.

"Serene. And we should probably go after that Tati... 

@Little Reader, here's an idea for the result: Is a vampire, Nosferatan, and .was given a small tidbit of her future: She willl fall in love, but it will result in tragedy.

If you aren't happy with this, that's fine, I can come up with another idea.

Sloth says vapi. You want to be a vampire? AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! 

~Alycianna

Oh, my gosh. I've just recieved so much information that I can't even process it! My. Mum. Died. Because. Of. All. This. Stuff. And... am I supposed to die, too? The same way? That was what the dog-man had said. Unless we just go back to our normal lives. Thing is... I don't think we can go back to normal lives after this.

The four of us, Tati, Father, Tati's guard, and I walk toward the exit. Her mother is staying overnight here. Suddenly, werewolves burst out of doors on either side of us, and I hide behind a gigantic, marble pillar, trying not to scream at what I'm seeing. One werewolf, the creepy one who looks kind of like a vampire, but has a wolfish smile, knocks Tati unconcious and stuffs her into a sack. He does the same to her guard, but just leavese him there on the ground.

I see them turn to father, and a girl werewolf takes out a hankerchief and pushes it in his face. His eyes close and he also gets pushed into a bag, a bigger one. I hear one murmur, "Must be the girls' dad. Don't see an' resemblance, though." 

Another shrugs, "So?" 

They carry them off, and all I is stand there and watch. Then I gather up my courage, and run after them, taking care not to get noticed. 

~Alycianna 

As I run, a werewolf sees me and runs after me, much faster than I am. I run out the door as fast as I can, my heart pounding, fear lending me speed. But he's still gaining on me. 

Tears start falling down my face, but I wipe them away, suddenly angry. What right do those werewolves have to kidnap my best friend and my father? What right do they have to come chasing after me and try to kill me? I whirl around, eyes shining bright with anger, the tear streaks still on my face. 

The werewolf is obviously surprised, and he stops in front of me. 

I begin to scream, "Who are you, and why are you doing this to me? What have I ever done to you? What. Is Wrong. With. You?! Go away! NOW! Give me back my father! Give me back Tati! You're ruining my life! You werewolves killed my mother! I HATE you! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" 

I begin to sob, as the werewolf draws out his long, sharp dagger, gleaming in the moonlight. He hesitates with it in his hand, and I use it against him. 

I leap onto him, ferociously biting, kicking, punching, hitting, hurting him in any way I can. I scream at him as he tries to pry me off, but I won't come off. I slap his face hard, then sink my teeth into his hand as he tries to shove me away. I bite hard, hard enough to taste his blood. I twist in his grip, as I see the knife come towards my neck.

Fear overcomes me, and I twist harder than ever, the knife sinking into my left arm. I cry out in pain as I fall to the ground, expecting the killing blow to come any second. I look up at him defiantly as he pins me down, baring my teeth and spitting into his face, kicking at the air. 

He raises the silver knife above me, ready to kill. An unreadable expression is on his face, as his hand comes swooshing down and the tears finally come. I close my eyes, ready to die, wondering if it will be painful. If I had to choose how to die, it wouldn't have been like this. I wouldn't helped Tati, not died at the hands of this werewolf. This murderous, evil thing. 

But it doesn't come. I snap open my eyes, and see him. What is he doing? He's frozen, not moving, but his eyes are uncertain. He lets me go and waves me away, "Go away. And never return. I'm telling the boss you're dead, and you'd better support that lie." 

He turns and walks away back into the mansion, and I turn, fleeing into the night, arm throbbing with pain. I run as far as I can, then fall to the ground, curling up in a ball underneath a tree, and falling asleep. The last thing I think of is Tati and father, and where they are. Where were the werewolves taking them? I needed to know.

~~~

Werewolves, you should decide where you're taking them, and send the rest of the werewolves off after them. Then Aly could hitchhike, kind of, without being noticed, and sneak into wherever Tati and her dad are, then do something from there on. Haven't really decided yet. 

~Tati~

Soon after, we're released. And I'm feeling more lonely than ever. Mother is staying overnight, but I'm heading back to London with Uncle and Aly.

The hall is quiet. As we're walking back to the car, doors burst open on either side of us. They run towards us, making little noise. My mouth opens in a soundless scream. We've been betrayed. 

I'm grabbed in a chokehold, and then something comes crashing down on my skull. I've never felt such pain before. A werewolf. What a filthy beast I'm destined to become, waging war on my own family. Stars burst before my eyes as I slump down, unconcious. Such blissful unfeeling. 

TOP.

Are the pack were wolves in this yet? Its an interesting RP and I wanted to be a part if it...but that never came so. Ya.