9 year old Daniel's p.o.v
Today's the day!
It's 1996! Today, the Awesome! Werewolves and The Stinky Vampire's will FIGHT!
And of COURSE! us werewolves will win, I mean we are AWESOME! and with my dad, being the amazing alpha, leading the pack into the war, we CANT! loose.
*Time Skip to battle*
Awww man!
My dad said I couldn't go, but I can fight!
So, I snuck into the forest to watch the battle,
Hey! If I can't BE in the battle I'm GOING to at LEAST watch the battle!
I heard the crunching of the cold snow,
Are the vampires coming!?
I felt something on my back, so I turned around to see a pale boy not to much older then me,
He looked like he was royal, wearing a red tux looking thing with a blue ribbon across, some black and red leather pants complete with some black leather shoes.
It looked like something out of the nutcracker.
(This is the boys outfit)
"Who are you!" The boy said his voice harsh. He stared into my soul, his eyes went red,
I know I act strong but this scared me.
"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION! who. Are. YOU!" the boy yelled this time.
I shivered in fear,
"I... I'm Daniel" I said in reply to the boy in red and black,
The boy walked closer to me and sniffed me,
"What are you d-" just then the boy slammed me against the tree that was behind me.
"What is you're last name? 'Daniel'" the boy said saying my name as if he thought it wasn't my actual name,
"Howell, Daniel James Howell" I answered his question.
The boy then let go of me and stepped back,
"Daniel howl, that's a nice name" the boy said, saying Howell as in a wolf howl,
"Its not 'howl' as in a wolf howl its 'how, l'" I said, upset at him mispronouncing my last name.
The boy rolled his eyes and giggled,
"So what's you're name?" I asked,
"Philip Michael Lester" the boy, I mean Philip said, the boys voice was sweet now,
"Who is your father?" Philip asked,
For a second a wondered why Philip wanted to know, but then the thought went away as, of course everyone must want to know my father, "my father is kino (key-no) alpha of the Howell pack" Philips face went into shock and sadness, as if he felt sorry for me,
"DANIEL! GET AWAY FROM HIM! HE'S A VAMPIR-" my father was cut off by a spear slicing through his back,
Hot tears rushed down my face,
"FATHER NO!" I rushed to my dad and dropped to my knee's.
"daddy... Please... Don't leave me!" I pleaded, "Dan..iel.... You will.... Grow strong.... I love...you..." Father said, I heard foot steps walk towards me, a hand rested on my back, "Daniel... I'm so sorry.." It was Philip, I looked up to see who had done this to father,
I saw no one.
I looked over to Philip, his jet black hair shimmering in the sunlight, I hugged him and cried into his shoulder, "there..there its alright Dan.. Oh I'm so sorry! Daniel I'm sorry I called you Dan!" Philip said, I looked up at his crystal ocean blue eyes, "its not OK! My father is dead!" I yelled and ran away,
I looked back at Philip to see tears failing from his face, one of his hands was reached out to me, while the other was rested on his chest.
"I'm sorry... Phil.." I apologized, and with that I ran away from him and the war, and my family, I ran to the united kingdom, and settled in a place called Wokingham.
(Wow 622 words, COOL!)