Guardian Angelwolf {In Editing}

Daybreak

I was repulsed, as I watched him lick my blood off his fingers, moaning and groaning in pleasure. I briefly wondered how much of my blood he would need. To be able to shift. His eyes flashed darkly.

"I know what you're wondering. You're wondering what exactly that loophole was. How did the vampires manage to succed this time, after a thousand years? Well, I'll give you one hint. It involves a certain someone. A certain someone you know. Someone who is a part of your clan, someone involved with magic." He whispered huskily, bloody breath grazing my cheeks. My mind went haywire, trying to imagine who this person could possibly be.

Someone a part of my clan? Someone involved in magic? I wasn't part of any clan...I didn't know anyone involved in magic. I thought about Raphael. Would he know?

The vampire suddenly stepped away from me, surprising me. I didn't know what to expect. I had thought he was..going to kill me? The vampire began to walk around the room, thoughtfully stroking his chin. My heart leaped with every stroke. I had to think of a way of escape.

Behind me, seemed to be a massive wall of stones and rocks. Possibly the end of the cave. My back touched the damp ones, enticing a sneeze in my throat. I didn't sneeze though. I wiggled my fingers, realising I had little proximity in which to move them, but grateful all the same. Slowly, I realised I could feel small stones in my hand. The vampire turned towards me.

"Do you know your history, Peyton? Did you ever find out who your biological parents were?" He seethed. I suddenly flinched. My parents. I realised I had not thought about them at all since I came to Lakewood. After all, I came here to get away from them. I was angry at them for lying to me, I was angry at my biological parents too, when I heard the story. How the police were chasing a lead and found a little baby in the woods. Me. I was huddled inbetween two wolves. Not only was I angry, but I was hurt. Both of them had hurt me.

Now, I suddenly realised. Those two wolves? My parents left to 'eat' me? Those two wolves were my parents. So what did really happen? I found myself intrigued by the vampire's words. Even though, I knew he was going to lead me on.

He grinned at me, realising the story was flashing through my mind. I couldn't help but feel violated. That vampires were spying on me the whole time. From that day when I first had breakfast at camp. When I saw those eyes in the trees. When I first went to Wolvenpraire, I had the feeling that someone was following me. That day of the scavenger hunt. When I heard the conversation in the woods.

It was a trap. They meant for me to hear it.

"Yess, Peyton Clarke. We know all about you. All about you and your parents...did you know your parents were exiled from wolvenpraire? All because of you?" He whispered. My heart jolted. Because of me?

Suddenly I glanced upwards, towards the grey rocks. If I wasn't mistaken...I was so sure that I could see a dot of light inbetween them! The vampire hadn't noticed but I..was pretty sure. Soon enough, a plan formed in my mind.

"Your parents were powerful mates. They were admired...until their downfall. The first time Wolvenpraire held a camp to raise funds. The first time came a group of scientists, with ideas.." He continued, walking around thoughtfully. My fingers gripped a smooth stone. My heart beat rapidly. I could do this.

"Conspiracy theories of vampires and werewolves...ideas for themselves. They were, how do you say, obsessed with mythical creatures.."

I decided which angle to pull from, still listening to his story.

"They brought their weapons. They brought their technology and chemicals, wanting to examine and prove that these creatures...werewolves in particular, existed, because they were excited at the idea of having super strength, speed, amazing eyesight and the ability to transform one's shape. You see Peyton...they wanted these attributes for themselves. Claimed they could greatly improve the human race.."

I counted in my mind. One. Two. Three. Anticipated which second the vampire would turn to face me again.

"Then, one night, they got their proof. They managed to capture your mother, took her away to their labs. Afraid of exposure the werewolf society hid themselves. They sent no one to rescue poor Auroura.." He continued with fake sympathy. My heart leaped at the mention of my mother's name. It was Auroura? Five....six...seven...

"But your father followed!" He hissed fiercely. Just like I expected he turned to face me. Eyes wide, he let out a piercing screech as the sunlight suddenly streamed upon him. Huge embers lit his skin to flames as he fell to his knees, screaming in rage. I had pulled the stone before he turned, knowing I could never compete with his speed.

Behind me, the light of dawn lit up the cave as rocks began to tumble downwards, loud and heavy like a rumbling volcano. One stone. One stone, had pulled the cave apart. His eyes widened.

"You!! Evil bitch!!" He screeched in torment. I threw down the stone as my hands became free. The sharp stone had allowed me to cut the ropes that bound them. Soon enough, my feet were free also. I watched the vampire, as he rolled against the cave's bed, writhing in pain. It was a sight to see.

How the plain sunlight...could destroy them. I ripped the tape off my lips. Tears were in my eyes as I stood.

"I'll find my parents. I'll find both of them. You? You will be forever alone, now." I uttered, breathing heavily. I didn't wait for him to turn to ashes. Looking over the hill the cave was on, I looked down from the exit at the fallen rocks. If I was careful, I could make my way down. I could escape.

Ironic, I thought, how, after a thousand years, this vampire had never gotten one of those daylight rings Raphael told me about. Looking behind me, I noticed that the screaming had stopped.

The vampire was gone. He had disappeared and in his place were just a pile of sooty ashes. I sighed. I would have wanted to hear the story. Turning back to the daylight, I planned my escape, deciding the best way to move down this hill.

I had only just made up my mind, when I heard a heartbreaking sound, the sound of a wolf's howl. It was deep and soulful, clawing at my heart. My heart beat sped up as I looked over the green forest in fear.

That was no wolf howl.

It was a werewolf howl.

Someone was going down, someone was being hurt. Someone I knew.

It was Raphael.

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