My Story... My life started with a scream... A scream from a mother dying to a newly born me. Then a cry... A cry from a 7 year old me being abused by her father. Then a bang... A gun shot from a rouge commader to a 16 year old run away me... I ran away from my group, the place I grew up in... I wanted to be free to live as a normal werewolf I always wanted to be... I never wanted to be a threat to anyone. I just wanna be free. To live my life... Is that to much?