Despite my small stature being a 145cm and frail body i had not only been accepted in the F.A but after 7 years i had became the youngest Sargent and had earned the title of the Black Thorned Rose; because of my red fiery hair and the brutal results when i snap.
I would not have discovered about this military recruitment if it was not for not for that eventful evening, on the school fields of Gaison Primary school. It was just another school day, i had P.E and was running laps with the rest of class, everything was pretty normal until when the gym teacher decided to give us free time, while he went into his office and take a nap. While that lazy ass was taking his beauty sleep, my 'wonderful' class mates decided it would be a wonderful idea to tie firecrackers to my hair.
For a normal ten year this would be quit terrifying but i was never normal to start off with, instead of panicing and runing around like a headless chicken i simply grabbed the fircrakers that was tied to my hair and yanked it off, using all of my strength, as my classmates watch in horror, i then threw it directly to the group of ten year olds that had gathered to watch 'the show'. The scattered away running in the direction of the P.E teacher, i took one last look at those pathetic cowards, then decided i should go to my secret hiding place and fix myself up before my hands started to get infected.
I was quit intelligent and mature for a ten year and was use ot taking care of myself, as i ran to the lake, towards the willow tree where all my first aids and snacks are hidden , i felt a stinging pain throughout my hands the sparks of the firecrakers, its i good thing that i had took it off in time and not made direct contact but was only burnt from the sparks. Nobody ever comes to the lake because it is in the of the forest beyond the school fence, where it was rumured to have wild and dangerous animals.
As i took the first aid kit from the hollow hole in the willow tree i heard faint sounds of growling and hissings, then there was some loud gunshots and then it became quiet. So i quickly fixed up my hand, threw the kit in the my tree and ran over to where the noises was comming from.
By the time i had came near to the place where i thought the noises were comming from, i saw a group of men that looked like soldiers carring a group of men with blood comming out of their chest and heads, i turn around in horror and came face to face with a big dog, a very big big dog. It had blacks and brown fur and was snarling at me. In that split second that i was about to attack i took out my pocket knife and stabbed in right in its chest and ran towards the armed men who had notice what had happen, and started to shoot the dog.
I know know you would be wondering first why would a ten year old would be carrying around a pocket in the first place, well my parents stopped driving me anywhere at the age of 6 nd their reason was that since im old enough for school i should be able to take care of myself, it was scary at first and during the first year or so i would end up lost and was lucky the the police was always the ones who found me and brought me home, my parents would then act innocent and blamed me for not waiting for them. I started carring aound a pocket knife at the age of 9 after watching on the news about a kid that got killed by some kidnappers, while a normal child would become scared or even become confused, i on the other went and stole my dads pocket knife in his desk drawer thinking that it would come in handy when and if i was ever gona be kidnapped, like i said i was never normal. In fact i was what my classmates would call a freak, just because i have a photograhic memory and are more calmn and mature than them.
Well any way back to the incident in the forest, in short i was given a choice either die or join them and become a Fallen Angel, so as you can guess i joined the millitary force at the age of 10. I was later informed that all those dead corpse that the soldiers were throwwing in a bonfire were actually rouges both werewolf and vampire, who had joined forces and was planning on taking over this town.
From that day on i knew that my life would never be the same again.
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Prologue
WerewolfHave you ever felt like you are always caged up in a bottomless pit, where there is no one there, no light and no sound. No matter how loud you scream there is nothing but the echo of your own voice. No matter how long you run, you always end up in...
