Chapter One

The night was unusually dark. The darkness is not the normal darkness night usually has but an ominous one. The whole forest was silent as if there was no creature living in it. A thick stench of death was looming over the whole forest. The leaves looked like they've lost their green while the moon in the sky looks like it had lost its luminance because it could not provide the light the forest wants. It looks like its luminance had been veiled

"Pitter patter" The only sound that could be heard there was that of the rain. Deep in the forest, another source of sound could be heard, it was the footstep of a small boy. The boy was running towards the edge of the forest, he was looking back from time to time in fear. There was an unusual thing about the boy, his eyes was shining with a golden hue while its body was also covered in a golden luminance. He was running at a speed that could outmatch the speed of a racing car. Everything points to the fact that he was running away from something that could endanger him. 

"What was the thing that could endanger him?"

"If I can get to the edge of the forest, perhaps I can see someone that will save me" The boy thought but his body was getting weaker every minute. After all, he was running for a long time, and to make matter worst, he was only six years old. His speed kept decreasing and footsteps kept approaching him.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, today was supposed to be his twelfth birthday. Some visitors arrived at their house and ambushed his parents. His parents died while fighting those enemy and they told him to run. It was only when he started to run that he discovered that there was another enemy that his parents does not know about. Even he don't know what happened, all he knew was that his parent told him to run. 

"Where do you think you are going boy" he heard a voice at the back. He heard footsteps getting closer to him. With a defiant face, he continued to run forward without stopping but his speed was decreasing while the footsteps were fast approaching him. 

"Just accept your fate" Another voice was heard. 

"Which fate?" The boy thought. 

"Is it the one that's says that I will die here today" He shouted up to the sky as he continued to run but he could feel stamina draining out from him. 

"If that's my fate" He thought. 

"Then" With a resolved face, he abruptly stopped 

"I will rewrite it" he shouted as he tore off the upper part of his cloth and transformed. His head turned to that of a wolf while fur grew out from his body and his body turned more bulky. He transformed into a golden wolf. 

"Awooo" The wolf howled to the sky and as if responding to his voice, the moon that looked like it had lost its luminance shone on him alone, bathing him with the elegance of the night. 

"The primal wolf" A voice exclaimed and the five men surrounded him. The boy felt that all his drained stamina had been recovered and he even felt the power of the moon gathering somewhere in his body. 

"Boss, it must not continue, or else we won't be able to match him" One of the men said. 

"Great if you want a fight, then a fight it is that you will get then" the man said and the five transformed into black werewolves. They were reeking of ominous aura. 

"The fallen wolves". Black and ominous energy rose up from them as it blocked the luminance of the moon before they rushed towards the boy. The boy suddenly turned into a dark wolf, but tis eyes was still shining with a golden luster and the ominous aura coming out from it seem to be far stronger than that of the other three. 

"Awoo" It howled again towards the sky and as if listening to the voice. The night shifted towards him and he started to absorb the power of the night. A fight ensued as he rushed towards the five. The fight lasted for a long time before it ended with the black wolf transforming into the boy. He knelt on the floor panting. Surrounding him were three dead bodies. 

"Great, are you tired" the leader asked with an angry voice as he rushed towards the powerless boy and kicked him. The boy smashed into a tree and the tree snapped into two. 

"Is this how I'm going to die" He thought as his world blackened. The last thing he saw was a leg descending upon his head trying to kill him.

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"No" A shout was heard in a dark room. "Pa" The light was turned on to reveal a luxurious room. A young man who looked like he was in his twenties rubbed his head tiredly on the bed. He has a handsome face that will make ladies drool over him. Perfectly shaped jaws, and sharp pointed nose with full red lips. His face is an epitome of beauty. His upper naked body was lean but rippling with muscle. That is Lucas Johnson. 

"It's been one hundred and fifty years and I'm still having the same nightmare" Johnson thought as he stood up from the king-sized bed he had in his room. He remembered everything as if it was yesterday that it happened. His room is simple but everything in it is top end. Top end appliances that had been brought from France. 

Representing the wall was a glass that could not be penetrated by any bullet. He could see outside from the inside but no one could see him. That is even if anyone is living here. He is living on an isolated mountain in New York. The mountains there are said to be owned by the Government, he being able to occupy a mountain showcase his power. The whole house was a three bedroom duplex built on the mountain.

He left his room and went into the kitchen to take out a bottle of milk. This was a habit he cultivated over the years. Anytime he had a nightmare, he will use a bottle of milk to calm himself down. He took the milk while he went to the living room and turned the TV on so that he will watch movie till he felt sleepy.