Chapter one: So much for a peaceful morning run (Part I)

Ok so as much as I hate to admit it I an terrified of you! especially if I wasn't in the form of a four-legged fairy wolf when we first met...and you tried to kill me.

The feeling was hypnotising, as my soul was eating away at my conscious. I could hear the beating of my heart as it ached for realise inside my chest; my hot breath escaping with purpose, leaving my nose numb. They were all in sync with the thumping of my paws on the solid moist undergrowth as I sped through the forest. But my breath wasn’t the only thing looking for a way out and not the only thing with a purpose. Three hunters bulky in build hidden behind masks of steel, braced up with silver swords, handmade silver knuckle busters and guns in their belts -filled with what I could only imagine to be silver plaited bullets.  These weren’t your everyday hunters, dressed for the hunt, built for the kill. The thought of their purpose and who may have sent them here unleashed a familiar ache inside me that yearned to know the truth. That ache left we like a little kid once more, wanting to ask questions, to stop dead in my tracks and ask why they were trying to kill me "but it wasn’t that easy. I had to keep running, I would lose them soon enough; I know these tracks better than they ever could. So the constant beat of my paws continued the chase, adrenalin boiled, muscles ached and my mussel clinched tight as my fast breath continued to escape and create a sort of frost as it left my nose. It contributed to the ghostly mist covering the forest’s morning, it seemed to melt and fade away before my eyes as the sun slowing made its way above the horizon. The sun blinds me but I push forward even though I’ve been running for over an hour now and still unable to break free. I didn’t choose it this time, sure I was planning on an early morning run before school; but the hunters were there, like they were waiting for me. How did they know what I was and that I was coming? I saw them leaning against their pickup truck, gearing up. I panicked, well freaked actually. I’m such an idiot, I lose control, I panic and the situation overwhelms me "that’s all it takes. I fled to the forest so I would avoid them seeing me but it wasn’t far enough, I guess they saw my tail or maybe just a good hunch that the wolf running off into the forest was the one they were hunting down in the first place. If I wasn’t so s**t scared every minute that someone might be after me then maybe just maybe I’ll be able to control myself -you know what probably not even then. Though shedding -as I like to call it, is a lot more pleasant when I want it to happen; but when it’s not welcome, when I have lost control of my emotions its frustrating.  I have learned not to fight it; it’s the worst thing to do. Once I’m gone, I’m gone and there is no bringing me back; it only causes me pain when I try to control myself even though I know it’s all too late to bring my humanity back.
      I skidded to a holt, and stood there still as a lamppost. I may have stopped running but my heart and my breath still continued. I could feel one of the hunters jump over me and the other two run straight past me before they realised I was behind them -I guess they weren’t planning on me stopping dead. I growled and the guy who had just used me as some sort of voting horse in his efforts to not trip over me; I stared him down and he stared back "my eyes locked on him now. He seemed like their leader to me, their alpha and I would take him down first, leave the other two helpless. I left his gaze and realised that the other two had disappeared from sight I searched around for them but the sound of what felt like nails down a chalkboard to me had me snapping my head back to face their leader, the sound coming from him slowing taking a sword from its encasing on his back. I should have sliced the strap that traced his solid chest diagonally, for it was the only thing holding the encased sword on his back; though it was too late for that, and the other two are gone which helps. I could take their leader down easy he look like he was all talk anyway. I crouched down and growled, the alpha laughed and motioned my forward, to make the first move "I’m not that stupid.
     “Ok then, fine by me, your die either way alpha” he said smug, that’s miss alpha to you buddy, I growled. He shifted his weight constantly between two feet, his sword clasped between his hands "he reminded me of a pro tennis player waiting for a serve, it was quite irritating. Would you stop that!, I jolted forward and bit the air as a warning for I knew no matter how I tried, he would never hear more than a growl "which is annoying in times like these when you have the perfect comeback but psychically can’t say it. I pounced at him, wanting to get this over with. He didn’t see that one coming, and dropped his sword. I was on top of him now, while he was under me defenceless "I knew he was all talk. I clawed at his shoulder, drawing blood and ripping the side of his shirt, exposing an ancient symbol tattooed on his shoulder "it looked so familiar. I swear I’ve seen it before. Me, distracted, now forgot to realise that if this guy was all talk he would be all pride as well, which was correct and I should have seen that coming. I coped it back handed, I could feel his knuckle busters puncture my skin as he caught me "not only off guard. I fell a few feet away, I didn’t know how deep the wound was and I didn’t want to know. I closed my eyes and held back tears; I didn’t want to die today "not like this. I slowly opened my eyes half way keeping up my ‘I’m knocked out’ act and saw that he had a backpack where did that come from?, he pulled out a wax sealed glass flask and a syringe, he pierced the wax and began to fill the syringe. I didn’t know what it was and I wasn’t planning on sticking around to find out "if I wanted to escape now was my chance. I jumped up and ran to the mountains as fast as I could and didn’t look back. The rough terrain would slow him down, enough time for me to hide and rest "I didn’t want the silver to reach threw anymore of my blood stream. I was in luck, a cave big enough to take shelter in was hidden in plain sight between two trees "I almost missed it myself. I collapsed on the rocky soil and closed my eyes; I felt a tear soak up on my fur as it left my eye.