Chapter One: The Attack

BELLE

Earth was dying. The foundation of the earth itself crumbling into pieces, the crust cracking and the soil drying up, all trees loosing their vibrant greens and dying as well, the oceans loosing all of its water and remaining only a thick mixture of salt and little water. The earth was also loosing it's power to get heat from the sun, and this has affected the weather in so many parts of the world, the cold was so bad it was unbearable. And worst of all, the oxygen was going down. Billions of lives had been lost to what we liked to call....the seizure

That was what the government called it. A seizure. About three years ago, the first huge meteor hit the surface of the earth somewhere in California. This metoer had been said to be the size of a football pitch and it was capable of wiping out all of life in California and everywhere within a fifty meter radius. And that was just the first meteor.

Months past and the people on earth had to witness the end of the world as we had always known it, with several meteors destroying several large cities and even countries at a go. The seizure lasted for five months and all this time we were living in the underground bunkers. A month after the seizure, we estimated the earth's population to be about 2 million. This little had managed to survive and that was as a result of the government intervening and building deep underground bunkers that could withstand the force of the metoers hitting the earth and destroying everything to ashes. We only managed to survive with our lives

Now we the ones they called "the survivors" had come back to the surface to find the earth... dying. There was nothing we could do, the government, or what remained of it was trying to salvage as much life as they could but to no avail, earth started dying since the first metoer hit and there was nothing we could do about it. The best of our scientists and architects and engineers and geniuses that might have been able to help or give us an idea of what to do had been lost to the seizure. Wolfmanity was loosing, bad.

From this loss of hope rose among the survivors, a group of organization that planned to take the remaining salvageable earth resource and make something of it. Make a new home of it, for the rest of us all. We called this organization, MI13. A group of wolves from all over the world, both in colour and in culture. Wolves of all kinds could be found in this organization, and we were built solely for the purpose of truly saving the world...or what remained of it.

Now about three years after the seizure and the MI13, having grown, had to make a home for themselves. So we chose a place that was unbreachable by any enemy we might have gotten in the past years. We were safe here, for now, up in the cold mountain of Siberia.

My name is Anabelle. Well, just Anabelle. My father is one of the betas of the M13, so that makes me one of it's..princesses. I will be eighteen in a few more weeks, but I like to act older and I more than anyone in this organization wants to see the world living in peace again, I want to see the world reverting back to the way it used to be. I want to save the world.

"Father. We need to put more reenforcements in the west gate. We cannot go on without defending ourselves" I said to him that morning

He was dressing up in this fighting gear and about to go for one of the meetings he usually went on every three days

"Father. I am serious" I insisted as he ignored me while wearing his boots.

He sighed when he was done then looked up at me. He pulled his huge coat off the chair and pulled it over his shoulders, then straightened as he looked at me

"Belle. You have been saying that exact thing for the past few weeks and we have been fine. I know you mean well but...that is not the answer" he replied to me softly

"Well.." I said fumbling for the words to say "let me go with you to this meeting" I continued, I could see that I was frustrating him but I needed to get through to him

"No Annabelle I have told you...." He started saying the normal excuse he did everytime I brought it up

"Oh come on father. All the other male children of the other betas are allowed to attend! This is indiscrimination! Because I am a girl?!" I shouted. The thought always made me so angry

"Dad. Dad" I said earnestly as he ignored me, turning to walk away "this one time, no one would say anything if I came in with you. I promise not to say anything out of line. I will be on my best behavior" I continued as I crossed my fingers

"Not today" he said to me. The smile on my face withered away as I stared back at him "next time perhaps, if you behave before then" he added before pulling open the tent flap and walking away

I screamed in frustration as I walked as fast as I could with the huge coat I was wearing to the small fire place we had. The coal was out and dying. I immediately went to the part of the tent where we kept our dry wood and took one out, then went back to the fire place to bring it to life. In no time I had a fire going on and my hands were out, trying to get as much warmth as I could into them. I was so cold.

Father had always been so...dismissive of me and my opinions, even before the seizure happened and we had to adapt to this livestyle up here in the very cold mountains of Siberia. He had always brushed my opinions aside and ignored me most of the time. I knew the reason why though, it was the same reason why everyone else that I had known before the seizure hated me as well, the same reason everyone after the seizure also didn't like me. I was....diffrent from them. In ways even I didn't understand. I wish he would listen to me at least once though. I wanted the same thing he did damnit.

The sound of a scream reached me and my head turned swiftly to the side it had come from, then several others broke through. My heart immediately kicked gear and began beating fast. What was happening outside?

More screams and shouting reached my ears and I gasped. We were under attack.