a Werewolfs love - chapter 1
Well this is my first every upload, and first attempt at writing a story. The first chapter is for all ages but most likely after the second chapter things may start to get a little to teenage for people. But here is chapter 1 of "a werewolf's love" Also dont forget to comment i love to hear what peopl think about my storys.
It was dark; there was nothing in sight, as if the world had been swallowed up by a black hole. Nothing seemed right; suddenly there was a sound, like nails on a chalkboard. It was so high pitched that your eardrums could have burst. It felt like an eternity before the noise stopped, but no sooner than it ended that it continued, and a giant orb began to appear. Once the orb had fully appeared the noise stopped.
When the orb had first began to appear it looked like a marble shining red and orange; but know it took the shape of what looked like an enormous ball. This orb was constantly changing from red, to orange. Suddenly the orb began to convulse and it expanded, what it expanded into looked like hundreds of shattered rocks. At first the shards seamed transparent, but then they took on a solid color. This color was red, but this was no ordinary shade of red, it looked like it had blood pulsing through it. It began to grow and grow to such an extent that it was bigger than a truck. Suddenly it began to swirl making a perfect circle, and then there was a blood curtailing scream. Then a pair of silver claws appeared, laced with blood.
Steve jolted awake, only to find himself in his history class, with his teacher Mr. Noserin standing over him, with a discussed look on his face. Mr. Noserin's name was practically maid for him, he had dark brown hair and blue eyes, but the part that people always look at is his huge nose. His nose was rather a mixture of long and fat. When Steve looked passed his teacher he could see the rest of the students chuckling to themselves. Suddenly Mr. Noserin grabbed Steve by his shirt and dragged him out of his seat. Smacking off his teachers hand Steve said, "What was that for?" "You slept through fifth and sixth period," said Mr. Noserin with a happy glint in his eye. "If you don't get out of my class room I will have you expelled", he said. "Good" Steve replied, "at least I will be away from you". Then without waiting to hear his teachers reply Steve stormed out of the room. On his way down the hall way he began to think there is only one more period in the day what is the point in sitting through another period which he will be late to any way. 'Home is only a 15 minute walk from here', Steve thought.' I might as well go to my locker and get my gym bag, but mom won't be happy..... That's right, she won't be home for another three hours, alright ill do it'.
Making sure to avoid the teachers that patrolled the halls, Steve arrived at his locker. As he got his book bag out and the lock for his bike, he began to wonder what his dream was about his thoughts were interrupted by a lowed screeching, similar to the one in his dream, but this time it was real. As fast as he could Steve ran from the noise and began to run through the hallways of the school.
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It had been a month since Steve's dream in class; he had no clue what it meant, only that he had it over and over again. Steve was on his way home from school not that he wanted to be. The day of his dream when he ditched school his principle had called his parents. They had grounded him for the rest of his life. But he didn't care much there was two things about his life that his parents and nobody else would ever know. The first was that he was a werewolf, so that helped on the fact that he could sneak in and out of the house whenever he wanted. Especially since he could hear and smell far distances without anybody knowing. The second thing is that he was required to find what his mentor kept calling his "soul mate". He had no idea what that meant only that he had to settle down with someone. He didn't want to settle down though, and besides how was he supposed to know who this "soul mate" was.
As Steve began to approach his house he could hear police cars, he was still about a mile away he cursed himself for what he was doing. 'Remember Steve' he thought to himself, 'by not concentrating you could easily get careless and go wolf.' He had reminded himself of this hundreds of times over. Being a werewolf was great and all but the part that annoyed him the most was that the change was also triggered by emotions. This is what got him more often than naught in trouble. As he got nearer he saw that there was an ambulance and to body's being brought out of his house. When he looked at the ambulance he saw a boy lying on a cot, blood dripping from his neck. He froze in horror he knew who that boy was. IT WAS HIS BROTHER!!
end of chapter 1