• Between a Truth and a Lie
    By: Inoxsaas


    Chapter One


    Something about tonight just didn't feel right, she thought as she sat down by the window. She turned and looked in her mirror; she was a girl of nineteen with long dark hair that fell down to the middle of her back in graceful curls. She was very fine featured, pale skinned and kind of short for her age. Her eyes are a really deep blue; her parents insisted her eyes were like the sky, which didn't match any tone she had seen in the sky. Not that she was looking very hard.

    She frowned and glanced outside it was beautiful out tonight and it wasn’t to cold out either which was strange for October. She opened her window and smelled the crisp air. The wind blew into her bedroom and sent her curtains flying about.

    She laughed gently if her mother knew she had her window open she would be in big trouble. Her mother never let her have the window open even during the summer. That was due to the fact that she always got sick.

    She yawned and stretched out; she really needed sleep for tomorrow her mother had said that they would be meeting her going to be husband tomorrow. She really didn’t like the prospect of an arranged marriage but father said it would help the family and she was willing to do anything to help.

    She got up from her spot by the window and sighed; she really wasn’t looking forward to tomorrow but knew it was going to happen either way. She closed the window and moved over to her bed. She reached for her brush that was sitting on her nightstand.

    It had become a habit for her to brush her hair before she went to bed. It was that or spending hours in the morning trying to untangle it. She smiled as she ran the brush through her long dark hair. She ran it through several times, the reached across the bed and placed her brush down where it usually sat on her nightstand.

    She crawled under the covers and closed her beautiful blue eyes. She hadn’t even realized she was this tired until she had lain down. She heard the horses in the barn neigh in terror and she jumped out of bed to look out the window. As she approached the window there was a horrible howling heard.

    She heard the door slam and watched her father walk through the yard with his gun in his hand. Lately some wolves had been killing some of the horses and father had been determined to end this. Which she hoped would happen because she was sick of all the noise at night making it hard for her to sleep.

    She yawned sleepily and headed back to her bed. Her father would take care of it, she knew her would. She crawled under the covers and lay back down; she then closed her eyes and actually fell asleep.

    It hadn’t even been twenty minutes when she was woken by a high pitched scream. She jumped and sat up in her bed, something about the scream sounded very familiar. She wrapped her self in one of her blankets and got off the bed.
    She really needed to figure out what was going on. She walked out of her bedroom and looked down the hall. It was dark and a little scary looking, she sighed knowing she needed to do this. She walked forward and headed towards the stairs.

    As she walked down the hallway she accidently stepped on one of the boards that creaked loudly. She jumped and almost screamed, but managed to calm herself. Why was she scared anyway? It wasn’t like she was going to die.

    She made it to the stairs and sighed in relief now she just had to make it down the stairs and into the kitchen. She stepped down the first stair setting her wait on the front of her feet so she wouldn’t make a lot of noise.

    When finally she made her way down the stairs without making any noise she smiled and sighed in relief. She wrapped the blanket tighter around her body and walked towards the kitchen.

    “Mother?” she questioned as she entered the dark room.

    She looked around the dark room, but her mother wasn’t in there. This was strange because mother was always in the kitchen cooking something to keep herself busy. She shivered and readjusted the blanket so it sat on her shoulders. She looked at the door and decided to go to the barn.

    Her mother might be out there with father helping him take care of the horses. She nervously approached the door. She then took a step outside the house and stood on the porch for a few minutes.

    She had to admit that it was beautiful outside tonight, the ground was covered in frost, which the moonlight made glitter. She smiled at it, but then got the strange feeling that she was being watched.

    She shivered out of fear and stepped down the porch steps. She glanced left and right and hurried to the barn. Why she was so nervous she would never be able to tell anyone, she had never felt this way before while walking through her yard.

    She approached the barn’s side door and slowly opened it. As she stepped in she found that she felt a little warmer, but she still felt like she was being watched. She looked around the barn and didn’t see anything so she let it go. She was probably just being paranoid anyway.

    She walked into the center of the barn and saw that the horses were munching hay quietly in their stalls. She approached the first stall which held her favorite horse, a silvery gray mare with a white mane and tail. She gently ran her hand down the silver mares face and smiled.

    Then she remembered what she was really in there for. She frowned when she realized that she hadn’t been yelled at yet. She turned around and went to the tack room, because he could be in there cleaning up the tack.

    She looked into the room and found that it too was empty. Where was everybody? They couldn’t have disappeared. She ran her left hand through her dark hair and sighed in annoyance.
    She finally decided that she would just go back to the house and go to bed. They might have gone somewhere to get last minute supplies they needed for tomorrow. When she looked into the tack room she found that one of the pulling sets was gone.

    She smiled and walked out to the horses again. She patted the mare one more time and then began to walk towards the door. When she was maybe less than five feet away from the exit a giant silver black wolf jumped out in front of her.

    She screamed in fear and shrank down. It was really a gorgeous creature with it’s dark silver hair. It was much larger than any wolf she had ever seen before, she looked into the creatures onyx eyes and flinched it was looking at her like she was something to eat.

    Throwing her blanket at it she ran out the door and slammed it behind her. She knew she wasn’t going to get to far ahead of it, because it would probably crawl out of the hole it found to get into the barn and chase her. She heard the huge paw steps hitting the ground behind her and almost screamed in fear again.

    It launched itself at her and drug it claws down from her right shoulder all the way down her back. She fell down screaming in pain, it looked at her mockingly and drug it claws down both her arms all the way to her hands. She felt her blood began to drain out and soak her white night gown turning it red.

    Every minute felt like an hour to her, the monster stood above her about to give the finishing blow. She watched it bring it’s claws up, and knew it was the end. It’s not like she would survive if it left now. Her blood was draining out of her rapidly, and she knew she didn’t have much time left.

    Before it could deal the final blow she heard a gun go off and the beast howled in pain. She heard a huge thump on the ground and it took her a couple seconds to figure out it was dead. She closed her eyes, the effort of keeping them open becoming too much. She jumped when she felt herself being lifted off the ground. She cried out in pain, for whoever it was had bumped her ripped flesh.

    She opened her deep blue eyes and looked up. When she looked up she saw the most gorgeous man she had ever seen with a short golden yellow hair, and metallic brown eyes, he was pale and looked to be around twenty-five. She felt him move her head on to something soft and he whispered soft words into her ears that she didn’t all together understand.

    “You poor human girl,” he stated in a soft and beautiful voice that sounded like wind chimes. His eyes shone sadly as she stroked his fingers soothingly across her face.

    He seemed to be contemplating something, his eyes looking at her thoughtfully and she gave him a questioning look.

    “I can save you, do you want that?” he asked.

    She nodded her head slowly and he gently grabbed her hand. He ran his index finger in a strange soothing pattern on her hand, and smiled revealing sharp white teeth it was then she realized her mistake. He moved in towards her neck and bit down. She screamed in pain as he covered her mouth so the screams came out muffled.