Prologue:
Before I begin to tell you my story, you should know a little about my life. First of all, my name is Mukuka. Most people can't even pronounce it, so it's okay if you can't. Second, I'm a Hellwolf. Which is basically a flaming werewolf with more powers and crap. (You'll find that out in the story.) Third, you should stop reading this and get to the real story! Like now!
Just forget it. You need to forget everything. The wind ruffled my hair as I stared out into the open. A field laid out in front of me, blossoming with sweet jasmine and lilacs that tempted me. As strong as it was, I resisted. Don't go back. You can never go back. A tear slid down my throat and I finally cracked. I broke down and cried. I sobbed until my whole body ached. I looked up to the sky and felt rage course through me.
"You said they would always be there!" I yelled to the clouds, "You said you would never leave me!" I stood up, holding a rock in my hand and I chucked it up into the air as hard as I could. I grabbed more rocks and threw them as well. Pain and hurt ravaged me and I sunk to my knees. I held my head in my hands and the wind slowed. I sat there still and quiet. I didn't know how much time passed, but then I gazed up at the sky once more. It was now black, sparkling with the moon and stars. A more sharp wind cut the air and I shivered. I wanted to change so much, but my stubbornness stopped me.
"Come on, you haven't changed in weeks! Just do it this once." My body begged.
Shut up, body.
"If you don't change, you could die out here."
I really don't give a shit.
"Fine. Be that way. If we end up freezing to death, I blame you." The wind kicked up and I growled. So desperately cold, I eventually gave in. Holding out my palm in front of me, I felt my nerves tingle and spark to life. A small flame burned and I willed it to grow. The fire responded and surrounded my whole hand. I wrapped my hands around my chest and the flames spread to my shoulders. I warmed up instantly and sighed contently. Soon enough, the flames covered my entire body. I know most people would flip out if they were on fire, but I didn't mind. The flames were just customary with being a Hellwolf. I slowly stood up and began walking out of the vast field and into a nearby forest. A small little house appeared and I strolled over to it. The house was barely the size of a shed, but it was big enough when most of the wilderness was my home. As I walked through the trees, some small animals looked down at me with giant eyes. I reached a small clearing and the light from the moon was bathed all around me. My house was a few feet away and something clicked in my mind. I instantly changed and bounded to the rooftop. I stared at the moon with sadness and closed my eyes. Pulling my head back, I howled loudly. The sound echoed through the forest and made a wondrous sound. I howled again, even louder this time. When I stopped, I looked up to the sky expectantly. But nothing happened. No thunderclap, no lightening strike, nothing.
“Just like always.” I sighed. I jumped off my roof and trotted over to the clearing. I laid down and sighed. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
