Chapter 5

Coy

After i let everyone in my mom turns around and finds Artemis staring at her oddly. i think it's because my mom is wearing a puple tutu over her jeans that she cut at the knee with neon bright green stockings.she is also wearing her tank-top over her tee and her tee is over her long sleve shirt and she has a black see-throgh zip up sweat shrit tied around her wait. not tomention she has her neon blue fishline gloves and her hot pink high tops that at the end have pink bunny ears. "my lady Artemis," she curtised with her tutu in her dazed vocie that she always had. "i was not expecting you. please come in-want a cookie?" she asked taking a uncooked cookie off the cookie sheet. Artemis shook her head no. "well then," she put thecookie back on the sheet, "you want a painted flower-you know i am famous for them," what she means isshe takes a flower and paints it a different color-just like Alice in Wornderland(thats her faviote book and movie).

"no, Pam thats not why i am here. but i see that the man you left me for nolonger loves you," Artemis says, making me confused. "I also see that you founda Moroi who you love very much and he loves you very much. i see that the man gave you Coy, am i correct?"

"what are you talking, 'about the man that you left me for'?" i asked. she turned to me, glowing brightly gold.

"your mother did not tell you did she?" she turned to my mother and lookedat her as if she missed her and now that she sees her she can't have her. she turned back to me, "she used to be a Lover." great. Lovers are the compains of Artemis, in fact Autumn is training to be a Lover-just like her mom. her mom was one of the best Lovers there ever was and-

my train of thought was cut off by a bowel breaking. we all stared at where it came from. peyton droped the bowel she was holding and she stood frozen staring at Artemis. Artemis smiled, she steped towards Peyton, "young Lulu. ican't believe i am finially meeting you," Artemis's lips parted in pleasure as Peyton's eyes widen. Lulu is the name for a werewolf with powers of the unknown. she is said that she isn't a leader but yet many follow her. to be called Lulu-by Artemis especally-is a big deal. Peyton then shifted and bowed her head and extended a leg while the other was tucked under her body. "oh, dear. Stand Lulu," when Peyton didn't get up, Artemis added, "you don't think you're Lulu do you?" she didn't responed. "well Peyton, get up we don't have time for this," Peyton Shifted back and started picking up the broken pieces of the bowel muttering what sounded like,"Sorry for the bowel.....i'll pay for another....." and so on.

"so," i turned to the Huntress who was standing oddly, "what are you doing here Huntress?" i spat out. everyone fell silent. just then my mom went up to me and slapped me accross the face. she had never hurt me before.

she pointed her slender finger at me and whispered, "how do you know that name?" it looked like she was about to slap me again when the Huntress grabed her wrist and bent it behind my mothers back. whoa she is fast. just then the Huntress starts speaking in this wried language and my mom clams down.

she then turned to me, and looks....startled like im a ghost. she studders, "hhhhow doooo you know ththththat naaaaame?" she asked.

"my sister has been having Visions and you are always in them. i tried to shake her durning one and i now seewhat she sees-you, running with your black wolf and golden fox, chasing a deer. my sister breaks a twig and you point your bow towards her and fire. she calls you the Huntress," i explained. her eyes widen. she grabed a piece of paper and a pencil and started scetching something when the bathroom door swings open.

"Damn it!" screams Clary screams, "i did it again! why dose this-" she went queit when she came into the living room in her cothes and soaking wet with Kara following silently behind using her wried power to take water out of her clothes.Clary laughs neverously and says, "you didn't hear all that did you?"

we all nodded. then Kara skips over and star at Clary, Clary rolls her eyes and says to Kara, "are you crazy? she's not here Kara," Kara stared at her and Clary said, "Okay then point: where is she?" Kara then pointed to the Elf. Clary rolled her eyes and when she saw the Elf she looked like she might have a heart attack, which mirrored the Elf's own look. "Huntress?" she barly breaths. Kara smiles and skips over to the Huntress and extends her hand and says though Clary, "hello Ever child of Demin and healer. i am Kara, your guide." i should have told you that Kara is mute and speaks though Clary as Clary sometimes speak thoughs Kara, but mostly its Clary that dose the talking and they read each others thoughts.

the Elf smiled and shook her hand, "if i may ask guide to what? and how do you know Demin created Elves from Lillths Fairies?" just then something wried happends. the Elf's Aura mixed with Kara's and the Huntress looks like she's in a moment of pain. she trys to pull her hand away but Kara keeps frim. then it stops and it returns to Kara's rose pink color and the Huntress's neon blue color. the Huntress looks baffled at what happen and even startled, "how did you do that?" she asked. Kara just stared at her and though Clary, she says, "i can now talk to youat a distance and with out my sister, Clary. who if i remember correctly you had a Vision of her today, am i wrong?" Kara drops her hand.

Ever(i geuss thats her name) turned to Clary and gose very pale, "child...don't..." she mutters. she then turns to Leal and says, "she's the child-wheres my child?!" she yells. just then a little boy comes though the front door and says, "you called for me?"

Chapter 4

Coy

“Come on lets go!” yelled Peyton as she zipped out of the house with werewolf speed, her rusted brown hair wiping behind her as she ran. She had the same hair as her brother, Josh. But her eyes were these deep icy blue I can’t describe them-they’re that blue-but they’re one of the most beautiful I’ve seen. She hopped into the drivers seat turning the car on with her mind while also changing the radio station with her mind. Yep she can tell technology what to do….with her mind. She smiled brightly at me though the window of my purple 96’ Ford Mustang GT(yeah I know such a girly color but Betty(yes I named her Betty) runs fine and I love her(you know what I mean)) she then put out her tongue and did Bullwinkle horns happily.

I opened my car door and grabbed her fore arm as I said, “Oh no you don’t! I’m driving!” right before she went airborne I saw a dangerous glint in her eyes and in midair Shifted. I know you must think, “Doesn’t it have to be a full moon for her to Shift?” true but she can actually Shift whenever she wants. Plus her wolf-self is more dominate in her because she and Josh are two of the few who are born werewolf. She looked beautiful in wolf form. A sliver she-wolf the size of a normal male wolf with the same blue eyes and a black strip from her forehead to the end of her tail-and she did love to be a wolf. She landed in a playful position like she was a real dog and she wanted you to throw the ball-she even whined.

“look if you want a ride to visit my….”I cut off as something hit me, “what did you mean by, ‘come on, lets go!’?” I asked her. With her werewolf speed she hopped into the passenger seat and began changing the station with her mind again.

“What are you talking about?” she asked as I climbed in and backed out of the driveway and she finally finding a station. She looked over at me as Justin Bieber started singing his new song. She rolled her eyes and yelled, “I hate J.B.! Can we listen to Rihanna instead? Look you got her new CD!” she pointed to the CD and it started floating and she flipped it open and slid the CD in the player, “LOOK!” she screamed, “I have a new power!”

“that’s great but really how’d you know I was going…out?” I asked as she pressed play with her mind and the bass pondered against my window. she started seat dancing then and after the first song she turned the bass down with the volume-again-with her mind.

“I love doing that! It tickles my brain! But back to your question-are you serious? You told everyone, ‘I’m going to see, Pam!’ you practically screamed it!” she explained. I now knew why she wanted to come. She and my mom(a.k.a. Pam) like each other. Peyton says my mom is the first Luce(a werewolf term meaning, “human with unknown abilities” which I have no idea why my mom is this because she is normal-besides the fact that she might be crazy) she has meet since her friend, Pepper, who she hasn’t seen since 1878, the night before the villagers burned her parents house down with her parents. Given her real age it hard to believe she’s that old(werewolves age differently) when she only seems like she’s 16.

“what are you talk-”then I got it-after she hit me in the head with my backpack, “you read my mind!” I cried as we pulled up my moms apartment complex parking lot.

She turned white and stopped searching for my gum. Her light brighten as she realized what I did and then turned a bleak peach color, as she denied it, “no! a werewolf is only aloud to have two powers-if any!”

I smiled at her, “I guess Artemis choose a great werewolf then…” she looked into my eyes and a tear dripped down her cheek. I was surprised, because it takes a lot to make her cry. She then leaned over to me and hugged me. I hugged her back like she was my sister-truth be told that’s what we see each other as-a brother and sister. “Come on,” I turned her face towards me and wiped her tear away, “Mom will be waiting,” that got her to smile-she loved it when I called Pam, mom as in referring her to as our mom.

“I’ll race you,” she whispered.

“you’re on,” I said and as I said the last word we jumped out of the car, “ready…..se-”

“Go!” she yelled and raced up the sideway then up the stairs to Pam’s door with her werewolf speed.

“No fair!” I laughed as she kicked the door down.

“I love doing that!” she hopped in like the Energizer Bunny, “I would have-” her voice flattened as she stared though the wind chimes, stained glass, and mirrors to see Pam with her boyfriend, Vlad, bent over her drinking her blood. Vlad is a Moroi, and a royal one too. He wasn’t as built as-lets say- me but he had tawny blonde hair and jade eyes that reflected his aura. He turned to us and looked down unable to meet our eyes as my moms eyes fluttered open.

“hi,” she said in a high-ish voice, “Coy and Peyton how are you?” her voice was the one I remembered as a child-beautiful and full of love. She opened her pretty whitish-purple eyes, and one of her skinny fair fingers brushed her fair dirty blonde hair over her wound. She looked about 25 when she should look about 34(and no its not botox), I saw her tangerine colored aura slowly brightening.

“Sorry you two had to see that. Especially you Coy,” Vlad said as he slipped his fangs back into place. “Do you mind if I talk to you outside? Alone?” he added. I turned to Peyton and she rolled her eyes.

“come on, Pam. Lets get a bandage on that wound,” She said smiling a Kill-her-and-I’ll-kill-you smile as she lifted my mom and brought her to the bathroom.

We walked outside and we stayed in the shade, because if he was in the sun he would become weak, “so? Talk?”

“I know my chances are proablly going to be lower because of what you saw today-which for the record-your mother begged me to feed off of her and-” he began but I cut him off.

“just get on with it!” I yelled.

“I want to know if you’re ok with me proposing to your mother,” he told me as my eyes bugged out.

“ok.” was all I could say and it made him very confused.

“excuse me?” was all his reply.

“I’m fine with it. I bet you my mom did ask you to bite her-if you haven’t notice but she’s a little crazy-and to tell you the truth if any guy could just put up with her craziness-it’s you-and you are probably the best guy for her too-so my answer is yes-I’m ok with it. Now lets get back inside it’s too hot out here,” and with that we entered my moms house.

“Hello boys,” we were greeted by my mothers voice and the smell of cookie dough. We saw mom and Peyton mixing sugar and other incertitudes to make peanut butter cookies, my favorite. They were playing music and Peyton had fun levering things in the air. But everything had to end sooner or later.

A knock on the door seems like no harm, right? Wrong. I was greeted by the person I’ve been waiting to see accomonyed by the last two people I didn’t want to see and my cousin. “Autumn,” I hugged her and she went ridged under my touch I soon knew why.

“young Autumn, is this the Coy you speak of? The Coy from Ever’s dream? And Leal’s cousin?” asked the ten year old girl with long wavy blackish hair and wide pale blue eyes. Artemis. Next to her was my cousin, Leal, who I haven’t seen since I was eight and Her. The Huntress.

i remembered. she looked like goldy locks, i remember i called her that. she had golden blonde ringlets and piercing bright blue eyes. she said she was there to talk to my mom. i remember running and dancing as a little girl in the back yard and coming in to find her sitting at the table with a bundle of silk. the twien i had talked about was her bracelet. it was a bunch of different colored treads that interwined together. i thought she was to talk to my mom about my moms sewing club, if only it was that. no it had to be something else. i stared at her from my place on the other side of the table.

"what do you want Brat?" she asked her vocie was even clippyier because of her purple gum. she for some reason had roses with her.

"my name is Mary, Goldy. Why do you have roses?" i asked. i thought i was dreaming. but i thought wrong because she looked at me as if i was crazy.

"they're for your mom. a kind of thank you. i know your name is Mary, Brat i meet you before and i hate you. And why do you call me Goldy?" she asked.

"your Goldy locks. what happend with the bears? my mom would never finish the story. i don't know why but she didn't," i frowned in concentration.

"i got eaten." she made a munching sound, i frowned, Goldy didn't make any sense. "maybe they'll eat you-" just then my mom emerged from the livingroom. she had flowing brunett hair and calming cestnut brown eyes.

"Anna!" She sounded happy at frist but then she said angerly, "Why are you here? I'm supposed to see you until Tuesday? it's Friday...."

"I know Paula, but i couldn't wait i needed to see you!" Goldy begged and moved toward my mother in a way that was familar to me in a way my father moves toward my mother when he comes home.

"please," my mother giggled, "not in front of Mary." she giggled more. Goldy took my mothers hand and kissed it lightly. "please," shesaid more strenly. "she dosen't know-" i never found out what i didn't know because then my father came in and when he saw the scene before him he was stricten. i never knew what it was that caused my parents divorce and my fathers achoolism that later caused his death. i never saw my mother again. until now i didn't know that my mother was having a affair with her theripist, Anna. i now live with Ash and her family who took me in after my fathers death.

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"oh Dear god!" i covered my mouth with my hand and for the frist time since i was five i cried.

"whoa, whoa! whats wrong? i have never seen you cry before! why-" Ash tried to seek an answer but i ran from her. i couldn't talk. if i could talk to any one it would be Riki, my boy friend, but he is away having a vacation in-

i bumped into a girl who was talking to her friend. she had pretty bright red hair and eyes thats a bright blue like a white tiger, she had really fair skin. "oh sorry there!" she cried with a irish braugh. she giggled then and her smile dropped from her face my tears stopped falling.

i felt like i knew her before but idon't know where from. her cow lick looked as familiar as Ashlee's face to me, even more familiar than that. every detail looked as if i've seen it before i wanted to write her details down on a scrap paper. "Lyn, come on we have to go home!" called her friend who looked like her and had the same irish braugh. the girl i knocked into shookher head and looked up at her compainion.

"ok ill meet you at the conner just hang on ok," shortly after her friend left she turned to me and offered her hand to help me up. "Sorry about my cousin she dosen't understand social out casting. here," she got a scrap of paper and scribed down something, "if you ever need someone to talk to someone am all ways open to talk. it sometimes help to talk to someone you dont know."she smiled forcively but her eyes said she thought i looked simular too.

"thanks," i smileand gota scrap of paper out and scribed my number on it, "here you can dothe same for me." i gave her a smirk.

"Lyn!" her cousin snaped and she hurried down the hall.

"oh i didnt catch your name!" she yelled back.

"it's Mary, Mary Louis!" i yelled back right before she turned the conor.

"well then bye Mary Louis have a nice day!" she yelled as she turned the conor it was also that moment that Ash found me, smiling.

"Why are you smiling?" she asked. i just kept smiling as we walked home. ididn't know it at the time but that was the begging. Begging to what i still do not know, but who the hell cares.

to be continued...

Chapter 3

Autumn

im going to kill her next time we fight! Damn it why is she so good but shes an idoit! i dare her to fight me again and lets see who wins then! i hear a whimper by my left side. it was that black wolf that keeps following me and now i had to return him to Ever, the odd Elf whois also my half sister. Ugh! why dose my life suck so much! the winding path though the woods is as familiar to me as my own scent. ifyour confused its because you just missed me fight Lady Dylan. she hates my guts and dosen't understand why they didn't kill me before i was even born. still confused? yeahi would be too. you see im a Elf/Fariy hybrid im kinda not supposed to be alive but i was kept this way because-geuss what-theres a provicey of me. i don't knowthe provicey very well all i know is that im supposed to save the world or something. why is it so qeuit? i stopped dead in my tracks everything around me was still, and i finially noticed the tugging inmy adomen. DAMN IT! not again. i closed my eyes and let out a breath slowly time was coming back to the right now. i opened my eyes to see the brids fly fromtree to tree and rabbits dancing from hole to hole. oh how i envy them. they don't have to watchtheir emotions and make she they don't speed, slow, or even stop time. they also don't have the life i have.i breathed in again and turned to the wolf who was still following me.

"why are you following me?!" i yelled.

"Young Autumn is that you?" iheard the unmistakeable vocie of Ever, my half sister. i did not need this right now. i turn to view the perfect elf with her dancing black tattoosthat danced up and down her arms and legs as well as her back and scritted her fair face like ivy vines. her mud colored hair went well with her deer skined dress also known as her hunting clothes. her clear eyes looking me up and down. yes clear eyes. they are as clear as a spring. shethen covered her mouth with her hand, "what happend to your eye?" she asked gentlly touching the place i have a black eye on herself. she came near toshow me what she ment but i put my hand up to stop her.

"Just some roughhousing thats all and i believe this is your wolf, he keeps following me everywhere. please take him?" i pratically begged.

she looked at the wolf with thoughtful eyes, "he's not mine." before i could qeustion she continued, "i ran into him when i was hunting one day and he started following me. he and my golden fox seemed to be founded of each other." she giggled as the golden fox came out of the wood behind her and sat down at her feet as if sensing her name. Ever turned her gaze to the fox who was looking ather in the eyes, "we didn't call you," she paused as if listening to the fox answer, "why do you call him Coy?" a look of puzzlement was placed upon her as my vains chured ice.

Coy. i almost forgot about him. my best friend.....my boyfriend. if i ever felt love for someone it was for him. how did she know of Coy? what is wrong with him? is she having a Vision of him? i wanted so badly to run to him and know he was still here but my legs felt like concret. i wanted to leave behind my 13 year old looks and look 16 again. i wanted to tear this leather outfit off me but i couldn't i couldn't move.

Ever than laughed, "So you call him Coy because he likes Coy fish?!" she asked the fox. the fox understood and nodded yes. Ever laughed even more droping her wooden bow that had the same drawing on them as the tattoos on her. then the wolf went over to the fox and licked her cheek. Ever stopped laughing and turned to me her eyes where all of a sudden bloodshot. and in a raspy vocie called out, "stop! stop the child! this isn't her fight! Don't hurt her! Dont! Stop her!" that made me move towards her.

"tell me!" i yelled shaking her shoulders as she stared blankly out in the distance. her face was horrifidy.

"so much destraction! why is he doing this!? why dose he hate us so much?! Why?!" she screamed at me her words barly aduible over her tears. a line of blood started down her forehead her eyes rolled back in her head so only the whites were visable and fell to her knees, hereye lids fluttering like a broken dragon-fly wing. soon her eyes stop fluttering and they close.

just before i was going to pick her up to bring her back to her house a shadow passes over head and the famailar dragon lays down on the clearings grass with its Rider and the little boy i saw earlier. they slid down the feathery body of the white sparkling blue dragon. the Rider was tall and he was eygption with lovely brown hair and intence brown eyes. Leal, Coy's cousin who dosen't have an elemental power like a normal warlock no he was destinyed to be a Rider. the little boy that ran to his mother had black tattoos accross his face just lines going in ward. he had the same hair color as Ever but he had tan skin like an eygption and saphrie blue eyes. Sabir, Ever's son. i'll explain that later.

any ways back to realaity, "What are you doing her?" Leal called his vocie crisp with anger. i was going to have fun.

"what do you mean? which aren't you supposed to be gone?" i yelled back.

"no we cant leave until their done with the treaty! now what are you doing to her what happend to her?!" the treaty he speaks of is the treaty between Elves and Humans.

 "She had a Vision and it looks like it was strong see even Golden is exhasted," said Sabir who pointed to the fox.

of couse the fox's name is Golden.

Chapter 2

Coy

"Where are the cherries?" Max screamed from the empty furit bowel she was dancing in. her wings flapped in fustration. Carol, my step mom, rolled her eyes. her eyes were a deeper moss color than usually. she flipped her red ringlets behind her pettie shoulder, she wrinkled her feckles in concentration. Basicly she looks like the average Leprechaun. it is said she gave up her longer life to be with my dad, but at leastshestill has her magic which my half sisters happen to have as well.

"i don't know Max. you should look again, just to check?" she shurgested, her vocie sounding like she was reading from a book as her wrist flicked under the table and Kara giggled from accross the table. Max shrugged and turned to find berries where just seconds ago there was nothing, she liked her lips.

"heart-berries! Fariy-crow berries! oh my god! cherries from the sracered granden! my faviote! thank you so much Carol! Faries always have better berries!" she picked up a mini-cherryand started eating it, smearing its jucie on her face.

"yeah, thanks Carol," i tried to pick up a berry that i think was a heart-berry because it looked like it was a deep blue heart. Carol slapped my hand, "ow!" it recoiled from the bowel dropping the fruit, "what was that for!?"

Max went to pick up the Heart-berry and answered, "if youhave one of these youwon't want human food-ever. and you'll be in a sleeping trance like Sleeping Beauty! you're so silly sometimes, Coy! you know that right?" she asked taking a jucie bite out of the berry.

"what thanhow dose it not effect you?" i asked her as i took a bite out of my pancakes, while the pack wolfed down their meals (haha, get it? wolfed, they're-you know what forget it).

"who said it didn't!? i happen to pass out and have Visions ofthe future and i act tipsy for about a week! that's why we don't have the berrie that often," shetook another bite, i could see what she ment, why didn't i see it earlier? the berries glow faintly with a sickly pink, the aura of posion.

"hey-Jeff can you make more pancakes?!" Kourtnee, apart of the pack, called from the table, whiping her platiumn blonde hair behind her shoulder, her brown eyes searching for the pancakes. iten heard a girlish laugh from the kitchen.

"sure!" Jeff called back peaking his head out of the door i could see Car had Bounded with Jeff. Car's hand reached up and ruffled Jeff's fair blonde hair as her licked her lip stick off his mouth, he had the same muddy brown eyes as Kourtnee as he should for they're siblings.

"really?! i'm right here! don't make me kick your skinny ass Caralinia, you know i will and i'll win!" Kourtnee yelled at Car. Car payed no attention, too busy listening to music and shaking her black hair back and foth most likely listening to Rihana's new music her excited stormy jade eyes searching for food her coffee skin moving with her head, her eyebrow rose when she saw the fruit.

"yo!" she called, "Whats up with the fruit?! we're dogs not Cows!"

"its for Max," i pointed to the flying pixie who was about to crash in to the door. "remember she can only eat fruit and nuts-Max! Stop banging into Josh's door! Geez let the guy sleep!" i yelled just as he opened the door.

"What!?" his vocie boomed. he stared Max down with bight green eyes and she danced on his rusted brown hair, having the time of her life. he rolled his eyes and asked, "ok, who in the name of Artemis gave the pixie fariy berries?!" if you don't know this Artemis created all the different werewolves from Erebus Shape-shifters and Apollo created all the different kinds of Vampires ou of Nyx's Moroi, mortal vampires, and most of them hate each other but there have been some to get married(um yeah Angialna Joelee +Brad Pitt= messed up marriage). Even so Nyx and Erebus claims them as their "children".

just then Kara screams, "who are you! wheres the Huntress!?" maybe i should mention that Kara and Clary have a connection and i geuss Clary "sliped" into Kara, again. We think its because their twins. Kara's vocie comes out, "where are we?" she stares around like she's in an unknown place, and i could feel a tug at my stomach Clary was having a Vision thatthe Huntress wasn't in. Slowly i fall into Clary to find her standing in the middle of the sky, it was dark and the stars shined like surgar dose. in front of Clary is a12 year old girl. she had golden hair like the sun and there seemed to be constaltions in her hair but what really freaked me out was her white eyes, like they were two moons placed upon her face.

"who am i?" she asked in an emotionless vocie that was like stem after a shower, and it was that! mist, colorful and she projected a golden Aura, which means only one thing: she's a Goddress. she shook her head and turned to the boy that appeared next to her, and as she did this she seemed to age two years. "i told you she's not ready!" she growled. the boy by her looked like her: Golden blonde hair that looked like sprinkles were in it with moon like only differcen is that he looked 16 and his golden glow wasn't as strong. which means he can only be one person: Erebus.

"She's fine sister leave her alone," he commanded her.

"excuse me?" she said, "Excuse me!? i have more power than you and you-YOU! how dare you?! i say she's not ready! Now send her back you already called upon too many!" she comnanded.

"we will tell her now!" he yelled at Nyx.

"No you won't!" i startled everyone by speaking. "What the hell do you two want from my sisters!?"

"young boy this is not your Vision!" yelled the boy.

"Just tell us or leave!" i yell back.

Nyx finially took notice of me, she looked startled at frist but then she stared, "Are you Coy?" she asked steping forward. Erebus tried tostop her but she justwalked right up to me, "well answer me boy?"

"yes my name is Coy, whats it to you, Nyx?" i asked, she looked caught off gaurd.

"than it is true," she looked me up and down like i don't look like what she remembered, "well please Coy leave we will leave after you and-"

"what is it?" i asked.

she looked confused, "what is what?" she asked.

"that makes my sisters Aura leave and her untraceable," i answered. Nyx turned to look at Erebus then turned back to me.

"her Desitney," she then pushed me and i was standing up in my dining room. shortly afterwards Kara came to and annoced shes going to bed.

Now ifyou think thats wried wait till you meet my mom.

Chapter 1

Coy

Autumn? she opened her golden black flecked eyes and stared at me. she looked like she hadn't eaten in days like the meat was skinned from her cheeks and she stared at me with tried eyes when she spoke itwas like wind chimes, "Whatcha gonna do, Coy?" she sang. she was entangled with soft looking blankets and dry leaves that danced their way to theground like the Russian Ballet. my heart jumped with a startled jump when i heard her vocie, i hadn't heard it like that in a long time. her hair was the same golden yellow as the dead leaves she blinked at me and squented her eyes as a puzzlement look crossed her face, then her eyes widen and she wore a look of horror on her fair features, her curvy black tattoos on her face going taunt against her skin which helped me find a way out of the labyrinthine design. "why?!" she screamed sitting up, "Why is it so cold?! Why?" tears brimmed her eyes. she threw her fist against the ground in frustration which spilt a tree by me to slipters. i wanted to comfrot her and say, "its ok....what cold? tell me, Autumn, please?" but my feet waslike cement and my vocie didn't work. i could see her light fading! i've never seen her light before! "why?!" she screamed, tears racing down her cheeks. she then laid down and her fingers fiddled with the dry leaves, "why?" she whisper was barly audible as she chocked back tears. then it fell silient. she sat up right and looked me in the eyes, they showed no tell-tale sign that she was crying.

she spoke in a familiar vocie that was like a lulaby, "Get up you idoit! get breakfast before everyone else! Cause once its there it'll be gone!" i opened my eyes to find Clary, my 12 year old half sister, sitting on my chest her raven black ringlets cupped her fair skin and purple eyes that every day looked more royal blue. she smiled down to me whisping her hair behind her shoulder, her prim rose light was almost gone completely.

"you should get to bed," i told her. she laughted and smiled but i could see it was taking a toll on her, "What-" she dosen't finish because her eyes roll back so all i see is the whites and she falls backwards, royal blue shivers (only way i can discrib it) run up and down her body shaking her ever so slightly. i get up and cover her with my blanket. i rub my eyes and leave my room behind. this was not how i wanted to start my summer vacation. no way in hell. just then Quinn comes up the stairs humming thetune to Justin Biebers new song. she comes to a halt in front of me, she rasies her head since im taller that her by about a foot. her golden black hair that curled here and there shined brown in this light, she bonced her head back and foth to the rythem of the music, her eyes a golden brown shined brightly, and on one curl in the front were a few beads and a black and white feather, herlight oilive skin shined brightly like the smile she showned me. Basicly she looked like a Native American angel, curvy hips and face-everything. she didn't look 15 she looked like a happy senior i see at my school, you know the cheerleader who just got asked out by the Quarter-Back.

"Josh wanted me to get you," she spoke in her Niave little vocie. Aw...Josh. Josh who is the oldest in the pack (no i am not apart of the pack) who is the alpha-bachorler in the pack that my dad rents the house from. your proablly confused, i wouldn't blame you. the pack is a pack of werewolves and my dad rents this house from them-well its more like the pack is a roommate like a frat-house, we all live together: my dad, my stepmom, Clary, Kara(my other half sister), my mom(on occastions), the pack plus Chris, Quinn's brother, and Shelby, Chris's girlfriend(they sorta imprinted together), and me(of course).

"ok-hey wheres Max," i ask noticing Quinn's light is a pale type of blue mixedin with some light green. "i don't know you tell me?" she already knew i had the answer. i then looked down at her and i felt a look of puzzelment place upon my features. i turn on my heels and went into my room. i stared at my bed and saw a faint rose red glow coming off my bed. i rolled my eyes and walked over to my bed and sure enough i find Max there, pulling on Clary's hair. "what areyou doing?" i asked the two foot high pixie who was dressed in her usual red dress and her clear wings beating with effort, her red vains interwined in the clear wings.

"don't you see her Aura returning? she has to get downstairs before the food is gone!" Max screams as she glows a fireball in her hand ready to throw. "i see but she needs her rest-whatever causes me to lose track of her and her aura it must take alot out of her. now you better get downstairs before the blueberrys and cherries are gone," she smiles her firery red hair blows behind her ready for take off, her black eyes lit up like coal put into a fire, her orange aura flickered bighter like a flame. she zoomed past me ignoring me. i recovered my sisterwith my blanket. yes the light i see around people is their aura. and what Quinn meant by i already knew is i know where everyone is anywhere in the world, except....Autumn, who i can't read her Aura. the only other person that that has happened to is Clary when she has one of her Visions. its odd, cause its just been since spring break that Clary has been having her Visions, and whats also odd is that when they frist started i touched her in a attemped to awaken her ever since then, i occaionally pick up on her thoughts and know whats happening during her Visions. it's always the samething. the same person, always on that hill with a black wolf and golden fox with her bow drawn. The Huntress.

a hole.

thats how they discrib it but they dont know-no one knows.

its a black hole in my chest and it twists my stomach so i always feel like vomiting.

it plays with my feelings like a child plays with toys not knowing its affects on me.

i can be happy or peaceful or just want to close in on myself and be alone....

alone.

i am always alone even when i am crowded....

i scream in everyones faces my hole but it just bonces off them.

i try so hard to tell them but their blind and deaft,

they cant see my pain and cant hear my cries of sadness.

when it became too much i sat in the cold and waited,

waited for coldness to send me to sleep,

a long peaceful sleep, forever

no more holding my family back

no more me.....

but its so cold

so, so, so cold,

i never fall into that sleep

but i do feel like breaking and ripping and burning.....

but why?

why do i feel so numb when distracted?

why do i cut myself from realitaity?

why?

why am i this way?

why.....

"you may walk and you may talk but you dont know anything of life..." Reeda read aloud her vocie so high it was abnoctist.

"thank you very much Reeda that was a lovely poam," mrs. andrews annconed to the class after she awoke from her slumber. yawning she called, "Please take a seat and can Mary please come up." she called my name.

i walked the walk of shame to the front of the class my stomach churning and i felt like i was falling intoa deep, dark hole that happends to be in my chest. i stood up front with 24 eyes staring at me entenly. "i walk, i run, i jump and i leap," i began, "my heart pumps with emotion, my eyes strem with happiness, my nose is filled with the smell of roses but istill canthear the scream, thescream of life taking a turn and falling only to jump up again with out a breath. i feel the fabrics of the silk and the twien i wonder what it takes to know the knowledge of a scholar and to-" my vocie was cut off from the bell.

"okay class remember to read chapter 11 and to do the worksheet."  my teacher annoced. i was starting to feel clostorforbec and ran out of the room leaving my paper behind. i ran into the bathroom and locked myself in the stal. i have no idea why when i feel clostorforbec i have to get into a tinier place to feel better but i do.

"yo," my friend Ashlee banged on the door, " what happend? did you get cut off by the bell again?"

"i-i-i cant talk right now!" i yelled at the blue door.

"hey what ever happend it matters-you want to know how i know that its because your stuering-again!" she yelled back her vocie chiming like church bells on sunday echoing off the bathroom walls. i got up and opened the door to see her beaty staring right back. she was about 5' 6' but she looked like a supermodel. perfectly placed cheeck bones and lovely outlined oceanic eyes staring right though me and lousis starwberry-blonde hair that was covered by her black hoodie and her gothic clothes. "there," she smiled perfectly white teeth at me, making her look even more supermodel/superstar, " that better now, tell me what happened."

"i was just getting into my comfy zone when the bell rang and ididn't even get to the women," ianswered. the women i put in my story was the same women i dreamed so many times as a child deep down i knew she was real but i never meet her before the only times i saw her was in my dream.

"aw im so sorry i know you just finially got the right discription." Ashlee huged me, i tried forcing everything in my body to cry but tears didn't fall or even form. but i remembered what this story was and now i understood who the women was. the story was of the last day i cried and the women was why i was crying.

to be continunded...