Full Moon

Chapter 1 : Screams

Hi! So before we start I would like to inform you that English isn't my mother language so there might be a few grammatic mistakes. I'm sorry about that.

"Run Evalyn! Run!" my mother yelled.

The beast was right behind us. I swear I could feel its hot breath as it was chacing us. I swear I heard it saying with a human voice

" I'M COMING FOR YOU"
Me and my mother were running, lost and barefood in the woods. Our screams for help, piercing the dead silence of the night. Falling on branches and twitches. Blood was dripping out of my arms and cheeck,my heart was racing. I looked back at my mum. She was trying to approach me. Her breath was almost cut, she was hurt.
"Evalyn". She said as she was holding her bloody neck. Her silver full moon necklace was shining. Oddly I could say. She stopped running and so did I. Although I wanted to run, I wanted to escape, I couldn't. My whole inner soul didn't coorperate. I stayed. Looking at her as she unclutched it and placed it into my hands, kissing them. A tear rolled down her face and splashed the necklace. We heard a howl. Scared we glanced at it. Its silver eyes were piercing us. Piercing me. I swear I could feel it in my bones. My mother drew her sword out of its case and swung it once in the air. That mettalic sound always made me jumb and shiver.
"Don't worry darling. I will take care of it. All you have to do is leave. I love you, my beloved daughter. I could sacrifice my life for you."
After a few moments, she attacked it. But the werewolf was way too smart. He dodged the fight. With a harsh voice, like a howl it seemed it said:

"FOOLISH WOMAN! I WILL KILL YOU WITH A STRIKE!"

My mother attacked again, furious but it dodged again. With its claws it threw her upon a tree trunk. She felt almost concious on the soft grass.
"Muuuum!" I screamed.
I ran and grabbed her sword. It was heavy for me, I was just 10 years old. I swung it in the air, trying to measure its weight. Wrong move! I fell in front of it and almost sliced my neck. The beast was laughing at me. I quickly got up and starred at this foul creature. Suddenly, I felt so tiny in front of it as it got up on its two feet. It also starred at me. I stabbed it with the sword, but the wound wasn't big. Brutally it took out the swors off its body and threw it away. I froze. I was doomed. The werewolf crawled at my mother as she was still down. She was wounded. She couldn't fight back. I scanned the whole area for the weapon, but i couldn't find it. It was dark. Dark and late. The beast had killed my mother with its claws. And now it slowly turned at me.
"YOU ARE MINE" it hissed. I backed up and fell down. Foolish move! The beast got over me,its hot breath was all over my face.
"YOU". it started,pointing out its teeth.
"YOU ARE BELLA'S DAUGHTER?"
I nodded feared to death. Silence. Nothing was heard.
"D..do not kill me. I beg you"
It was up to its mind. I could be dead in a few seconds. The silver eyed monster glared at me playfully.
"IT'S NOT MY INTENTION."
Instead it bited my neck. I screamed, everything became blurry. Was I dying? I looked at the full moon. Weird. It felt like it was dancing around me. I felt like something incide me was changing. Out of the blue, I heard an arrow singing in the air,breaking the silence. Then another one. A strange noice was heard like yells and barking dogs. The sound of swords. The werewolf jumbed off me and started running. It got lost in the dark. I was still layed in my position, dizzy. The bite was killing, but there wasn't too much blood. A man came by my side

"WE FOUND HER" he shouted. Then he looked at me.
"IT'S ALRIGHT PRINCESS. THE FOUL CREATURE IS GONE"
He lifted me up and walked back at a camb. Everything was still fading but I recognised my father's figure. He was sitting right by ny mother's side. Under the tree trunk. The grass was filled with tears and blood. I looked at my mother. She seemed pale, like a ghost and her eyes were shut. Her dress was torn by the claws and you could easily see all the scars. The soldier placed me softly on a bed, in a tent. I starred hopeless at the ceiling. A doctor came to examinate me. He wrapped a cloth around my neck and checked my temperature and heart beats. We also looked for other wounds but except from a few scratches, I was fine. He left quietly, letting me sleep. But it was just impossible. All those things that happened a couple hours ago were dancing across my mind. They were haunting me. By the time me and my beloved mother arrived here till the time the werewolf bited me. I got up and left. I wish none of this did exist. None of it. I searched for my father's tent. I sneaked inside only to watch my dad crying. I slowly walked past him and hugged him with my small hands. He jumped in surprise but as soon as he realised it was me, he cried harder.
I was devasted and so was he. He placed his hands upon my face and looked at me. With a pretty dry voice he said
" I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU EVALYN. MY CHILD" and tightened his grip.

And that's all I remember from " the incident". And that's the story of " Evalyn the brave" as everyone claims. But I feel no brave at all. Well maybe I should show you my story and let you judge.