31 December 2011
The sky was dark, no stars in the sky, all of them covered by the clouds.My long blonde hair blew with the wind in the night sky. " Hey Jenie, they're coming " my friend Maylona whispered. Maylona and I were shifters- can change into anything, but still human. We are the only ones or our kinds. Maylona and I still don't know how we were made but the Souls, these things that were made to bring back us or not normal beings, dead or alive.
The People created the Souls so they would never die, but only be half alive. The Souls were out to get us because they and the People wanted Maylonas and I powers.( the ability to transform to anything) Now, Maylona and I were running in the Screaming Forest, running for our lives. Maylona concentrated, turning into a pitch black wolf. She loves to transform into wolves, especially black ones. Maylona snaps her teeth, howling at the bright moon, part of it covered by clouds. I concentrated and turned into a ( Siberian) tiger. I loved turning into tigers, cheetahs and eagles. I dug my claws into the dirt.I roared. The Souls were gaining on us, I could hear there deafening, ear piercing high pitched yowls. "How are we goin to lose them?" Maylona asked. I shrugged. Somehow, someway we will find a way and escape from them and this nightmare.
To be continued..............
Finding Courage • Opuss № I