- Hunted -

Hello everyone! I'm Nova Callisto, and this is the first story I am posting. I am hoping to update it regularly, and the genres are (mild) horror, mystery, and romance. If you have any questions or constructive criticism, I would love to hear what you have to say. Thank you; enjoy! (Note: I have much to edit, I'm just getting my ideas down for this round)
- Nova
== Chapter 1: Away With the Past ==
Trynn stared out the window of the bus, her polished black nails with tiny white moons tapped against the glass. Her black headphones blasted her favorite song in her pointed black ears, and Trynn fought the urge to twitch her tail along to the beat. 
The mystical blue moonstone that hung around her neck thumped against her chest, it’s power not allowing any Mortal to see her true magical Lunar Wolf self.
Trynn brushed long black silky tendrils of hair from her icy blue eyes as she watched the trees and the land of Earth rush past in a blurr. 
“Turn up the music!” Yowled a kid in the back of the bus. A speaker that one of the eighth graders owned began to boom louder, and a rap song began to play.
Trynn growled under her breath, annoyed, and turned up the volume to her Bluetooth headphones, consumed in the beat that kept her going until she arrived at her driveway.
When bus 878 screeched to a stop, Trynn quickly tucked her phone away and walked off the bus, her black pack with a universe splattered on it heavier than it was this morning.
Trynn didn’t care to take the mail from the rusty old mailbox as she walked the gravel driveway to her old broken down house. She twisted the knob and walked inside to the smell of delicious food coming from the kitchen.
“Trynn!” Beatrix McJade called her into the room, her voice sounding as high and snooty as ever.
It was a shame her adopted parents couldn’t see her real self, or else they surely wouldn’t order her around as they did.
“Do the dishes. No questions.” Beatrix ordered, then continued to snap at the other man in the room- her husband. 
Trynn nodded absentmindedly on instinct and dropped her book bag next to her on the ground, then snatched the soap and rag.
Bottles and plates and silverware were stacked on the counter, high. Scarlet sighed halfheartedly and began scrubbing. It won’t be like this for long… She thought to herself, longing for the feeling to be free.
She rolled up her sleeves as the water rushed from the faucet.
. . .
Trynn flipped on the light to her attic room as the front door creaked and slammed from downstairs. The small bulb barely illuminated herself, but the dim glow could at least glint off of her midnight Lunar Wolf wings as she took off the moonstone and rested it beside her. When she flicked off the light, moonlight flooded the small space, making her smile wider.
The Lunar Wolf, naturally attracted to night, darkness, the moon, and the stars, stared out the only window in the attic. The moon seemed to have a calming essence to it, especially on nights like this when it was full and shines its brightest.
Since Trynn was half Lunar Wolf, she had a longing to howl at the glowing wonder with her many other blood related wolves, but if either of her foster parents heard her, that would be the end.
There had been a time once when she was stubborn and hadn’t followed the rules. Trynn had learned quickly the consequences of disobeying them, and never did it again.
As she settled back into her sleeping bag that had been her only bed for so long, she thought of her real mother and father. You wouldn’t let them do this to me, mother... I know you wouldn’t…
After an hour or so of sleep, Trynn decided that it was time. The downstairs was quiet underneath her as she pressed her wolf ears to the wood and held her breath so that her sharp and keen senses could do their amazing work.
Trynn crept down the stairs of the house, the old wooden boards creaking with every step she took; she made sure to tread as quiet as possible.
“I’m free now. I’m free now…” she whispered to herself as she tiptoed with practiced stealth towards the door, her gaze flicking to the couch where Beatrix was sprawled out, snoring loudly.
Trynn opened the unlocked door and sprinted towards the deep dark woods beyond, her backpack thumping against her back and shoes lightly thumping against pavement that met soft grass before long. She flung her shoes off and pelted through the undergrowth, using the sacred moonlight to guide her path.
Not knowing where she had to go now, Trynn felt reassured that she was at least away from those people, and free.
. . .
The night wore on without any sight of human life. Of course, she heard the owls screeching and caught very slight glimpses of other hidden animals that might be hiding in the underbrush.
The moon called for her as always, more than ever. She lifted her head to the sky and let out her sad long song that she had been holding in for a long time now. She heard the howl wrap around her and Trynn thought that something was calling back to her in a response deeper into the forest. A place where no moonlight found its place. A place where the shadows and vicious beasts lurked in wait. 
Trynn felt a chill go up her spine and she ended her song abruptly. She yanked off her moonstone, allowing her cunning Lunar Wolf senses to overwhelm her. She could tell something wasn’t right.
Suddenly, a twig cracked and Trynn whipped around, baring her fangs and her slitted eyes flashing in anger. “Whoever you are, I DEMAND you come out this INSTANT!” She exclaimed into the pitch black night.
It took awhile for her eyes to adjust, for she had been in the dark with her human form for far too long. Shadows began to swirl around Trynn and she reached out with her claws, snarling and lashing her tail.
“...Hello, Lunar Wolf.” A deep and mysterious voice echoed around Trynn. It sounded curious, not vicious; this did little to reassure Trynn. “COME OUT, NIGHT DRAGON!” she ordered. Only a cunning species like this could be so shadow-like. This was certainly no human, and certainly no angel. It was also extremely powerful.
The shadows finally dissipated into a boy with wide yellow eyes and midnight black hair with the tips tinted a bloody red. He had black wings like her own, but a black tail with an arrow-like shape at the end of it that lashed back and forth in amusement. This was certainly a night dragon.
“My name is Zero. It has been quite a while since I’ve met one of my kind. Besides Zen, of course. Although he’s quite annoying.” He stated, his voice changed into a gentle but intimidating murmur. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and smiled, showing his fangs.
Trynn relaxed just a little and decided to respond to Zero. Calmer, of course. Her wolf senses told her that this boy wasn’t that much of a threat. “How did you find me?” she asked. Zero sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. 
“I can sense it. Can’t you?” He said plainly, as if stating a fact. Trynn flared her nostrils. 
“Well, I could sense something, but I thought it was my own wolf song.”
The boy rolled his eyes. “As I thought. You need serious training,” Zero paused for a moment, gazing up at the moon with a longing expression written all over his face, “you came here for the same reason as I, I’m guessing. Doesn’t it call you?” Zero seemed so relaxed it made Trynn uneasy, but she replied with a steady voice. 
“I suppose…” she said, recalling the way the forest had seemed to draw her in when she was singing her song.
She shook her head hard after realizing that she was falling for this boy. “But I still don’t know you that well at all! I don’t trust easily.” Trynn showed her fangs and clenched her fists. She looked like a silly toddler that was having a fit, with her flushed cheeks and puffy lips.
“That’s too bad. I’m certainly not going to do anything to you, I can see you’re uneasy. I only want the same thing as you.” Zero flicked his hair once more. Geez, this guy is SO creepy, Trynn thought. 
She decided to use her Lunar powers to get away and called them up. A surge of strength found its way through her arms and fists and Trynn's eyes flickered. In a flash, she was flaring her wings and leaping into the sky, flying unbelievingly fast. Trynn blocked out Zero’s cries as she looked down upon the trees zooming past underneath her.
The moon seemed close enough to touch as Trynn found herself soaring above the clouds. Her wings ached after a long while flying. She normally wouldn't be tired at night, except for the fact that using her powers cost her a lot of energy. 
Taking in the breathtaking sight one more time, Trynn dove down below the fluffy puffs of white and struggled to hold her own weight as she began nearly plummeting towards the trees. Keeping balance just in time, Trynn landed on the pine-blanketed ground. 
Trynn was panting too hard to fully take in what was around her and thought she saw a pair of wide yellow eyes peeking out at her in the undergrowth, followed by a low murmuring. Before Trynn knew it, she was asleep, putting her sore body to rest.
. . .
Trynn felt a poke in her side. “Stop that! Leave her be.” A familiar voice sounded in her ear. 
“You think she’s dead? That would be a shame, ‘cause this girl is hot!” A new voice made her want to snarl at whomever had said the comment.
Trynn flexed her hands and extended her claws, her eyes still shut. A terrible headache was keeping her from being fully awake yet. She guessed she had come down harder than she thought. “Oh my gosh! She’s okay!” The enthusiastic voice yowled again. 
“Stop. Just be quiet.”
Trynn wrenched open her eyelids to see an angel with white hair and light brown eyes sitting next to… Zero! They were leaning over her; the angel with a surprised face, and Zero with a very serious annoyed expression. How long had she been asleep? 
Trynn suddenly recalled something Zero had mentioned: “Besides Zen, of course. Although he’s quite annoying.” 
The white haired kid possibly the same age as Zero looked like whom he was talking about.
“You’re Zen?” Trynn asked. “WOW! She knows my-” He didn’t have to finish the sentence, however, for Scarlet had sat up quickly, and put a finger to his mouth, glaring. 
“If you’re as annoying as Zero said you are, then we’re going to have a problem.” Zen widened his eyes and nodded curtly. Trynn let her finger down slowly and tilted her head at Zen as if waiting for him to act up.
“Thanks. That’ll keep him quiet for a while.” Zero smiled at Trynn and she nodded. “Yeah. Sorry for running from you earlier. I was just put under a lot of stress at the time and couldn’t think straight. My name’s Trynn, if you’re wondering.”
Zero took in what she said and responded after a moment. “It’s nice to meet you, Trynn. And I understand your stress.” No, you don’t. She thought, trying to block out the thoughts of her foster parents. Stop it, Trynn, she told herself. You’re gone from them now. You don’t need to think of them.
Trynn avoided Zero’s gaze for a moment and looked deeper into the forest. “You think we’re close to the force that’s calling us?” She asked. “Possibly,” Zero replied, his eyes going over me- as if checking if I was okay -before turning to the woods, “it seems that there might be some kind of life source close by. Maybe some civilized area.” 
“This deep in the forest? I don’t think so. There seems to be no commuting paths, and these woods don’t thin out at all. It’s just constant pines and trees!” Scarlet exclaimed. 
“Yeah, I know. But that doesn’t mean…” He drifted off, his yellow eyes widening in surprise.
Yellow eyes… Trynn thought, realizing something. Yellow eyes! He was the one watching me! There was no time to ask though, for Zero had stood up and was walking over to Zen who was staring at Trynn in a daze. He shook his shoulder, and when there was no reply, Zero got agitated. “COME ON, Zen! Stop staring and move!” Zen blinked and smirked like he was up to no good. 
“Yeah, I’m alright with doing that.” Zen replied coolly, and began to walk towards Trynn like Zero wasn’t even there. The Night Dragon standing beside the Angel rolled his eyes and shook his head. 
“So, you from around here?” He asked Trynn, one eyebrow raised and a smile on his handsome face.
Trynn cringed and rolled her eyes with Zero. “Zen. No. More running, less flirting.” Zero said, and took off after grabbing Trynn's hand. “What are you doing?!” Trynn yowled, but she didn’t resist Zero’s strong grip. She could have broken out of it easily. “No time. I’ll explain later.”
Zen struggled to keep up but he did eventually. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the forest thinned into a clearing with a man made path leading to a looming shape ahead. The pull that urged them all onward seemed to lead directly here. 
Once all three began to walk on the path lit by moonlight, a whisper floated around them, just barely loud enough to hear. “Three new players have entered the game….”
That’s when it began. Everything.
== Chapter 2: Blood Stained Glasses ==
Trynn froze when the voice seemed to drift away. She gazed at the looming dark shape ahead of her. Zen and Zero stopped at either side of her at the same time, staring at the same thing she was. 
Trynn knew immediately what this was as the fog lifted just so slightly so that her expertly trained eyes could slice out her target. She gasped as she saw a house covered in thick leafy vines and looming black flowers.
“Trynn, stay behind me. There’s something, or someone in there.” Zero murmured, stepping ahead of Trynn and Zen with his fangs bared. 
“Zero, I know you have good intentions,” Trynn said with the slightest hint of fear in her voice, “but I insist that I come with you.” she looked up at Zero, her eyes seemed to plead. Zero couldn’t resist from her gaze. 
“Uh… I don’t want you getting hurt…” He said, taking a step back.
Trynn frowned. “Are you saying that I can’t take care of myself?” She tried to keep a snarl from her voice. 
Zero sighed, “I’m sorry, Trynn. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I just want you safe. But… fine. I’ll let you come.” He gave in and walked forward towards the house. 
Trynn took a moment to puzzle. “Why would he want me safe…?” She murmured to herself, just out of ear range of Zero. 
“Because you’re hot and he likes you.” Zen’s voice sounded from behind Trynn, his words rimmed with adoration. 
Trynn snapped around, a hiss and stinging retort rising in her throat. “As for you, Zen, I’d suggest you keep your mouth shut!” Those words made Zen widen his eyes, then brush his hands across his hair that was falling into his eyes, styfully. 
“I… uh… I’m sorry, Trynn,” he batted his eyes and flared his glowing angel wings, nearly mocking her, “I thought you might have wanted to know the answer to your question.” He leaned closer to her. 
“Get away!” Trynn snarled, and ran up to Zero instead, leaving Zen trailing far behind in the mist. “Hey! Don’t leave me here!” He shouted from behind them. 
“Did he cause you any trouble?” Zero asked with a sidelong glance at Trynn that almost seemed to confirm her suspicions about the surprisingly kind Night Dragon. He liked her.
Trynn didn’t respond for a moment, and Zero frowned slightly. “Uh, no- I mean yes! Yes, very much indeed.” Trynn growled. 
Zero sighed, “That annoying brat. I wonder how we can get rid of him…?” He joined my growling.
“What are you talking about? All good things, all good things?” Zen appeared beside Trynn with a weary smile on his face. 
Zero rolled his eyes and glared at Zen. “It doesn’t matter now, because we’re at the front door.” They all looked up to see the building looming in front of them.
From up close, it looked even bigger, and Trynn shivered. “Let’s go inside.” She said, glancing at the large wooden fence that surrounded the house and seemed to never end in both directions through the woods and beyond.
“Yeah right,” Zen seemed more nervous than ever, “as if I’m going in there. What if there’s traps? This is bound to end horribly, Trynn.” He also seemed to be only talking to her now. 
“Oh would you be quiet for once!” She snapped, and Zen looked down. Trynn felt a little bit bad for that comment. He was being concerned that time, and actually not flirting with her. 
“Sorry.” She whispered to him. 
Zen glanced up at her sideways and smiled charmingly. “It’s fine.”
“Let’s go.” Zero stepped forward and onto the moss covered steps of the house. It looked haunted, now that Trynn had a better look at it from up close. 
The windows were boarded up and the door was… unlocked. Zero didn’t wait for any protests and opened the door slowly with one hand on the handle, and one holding Trynn and Zen back. “Shhh…” He warned and glanced back at the two before heading inside.
Zero’s yellow eyes flashed brightly and he dissipated into shadows without much effort, this was the same state he was in when he found Trynn. “Wait here until I call you in…” His voice echoed around them and then disappeared.
Trynn nodded and opened her Lunar Wolf senses to the inside of the house, her cunning eyesight watching as Zero’s shadow moved throughout the long eerie hallway, moving between the other weary shadows that hid from the low hanging chandeliers that clung to the ceiling.
The inside- from what Trynn could see -looked just like an ordinary haunted house. Except for the fresh smell of some type of substance similar to blood coming from another room, and the unlocked door, and the lights. Someone was here just as Zero had suspected. But whom?
A voice sounded in her ear, “Hey, Trynn.” Trynn nearly jumped out of her skin. 
“Don’t do that!” She harshly whispered in Zen’s face. 
“Sorry. Do you wanna talk?” He asked. 
“Does right now look like a good time? At the moment, we are in a dark forest, about to enter a haunted house of sorts, and… well… who knows what’s coming next!” Trynn waved her hands dramatically at all that was surrounding them. 
“Yeah… that’s true.” Zen looked like he was going to say something more, when an urgent voice surprised them both from the other side of the door.
“Guys, come on. It’s clear of any human or non-human life. But… there’s something else I think you should see that’s alarming.” Zero appeared, now not in his shadow form, and gestured for us to follow him. 
Trynn followed with much interest, Zen on her heels with a little reluctance. As they walked down the hallway, the smell of the blood-like liquid became much stronger. Soon they entered a kitchen... or something similar to one.
There was a small sink in the corner, a cupboard next to that, and then a single table for one in the center of the room. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling that Trynn hadn’t noticed before.
“What is it…?” Trynn fell silent as her gaze fell upon what had been so alarming to Zero. There, sitting on the table, were four drinks, one of them empty. Inside the glass was what dumbfounded Trynn most of all. It was the substance that smelled like blood. 
She walked over to them with an outstretched hand, not really knowing completely if she had control of herself. 
“Trynn! Stop!” Zen and Zero shouted from behind her. Without a reply, Trynn took the drink next to the one with the same dark red liquid and drank it. Not all of it though, because of- 
“WHA- WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!” Zero exclaimed, knocking the glass out of Trynn's hand and making it shatter at her feet. It tasted like nothing.
There was silence among them for a moment as Trynn looked blankly at Zero, and seemed to be in a trance. “Trynn, you don’t go into a haunted house and drink random red stuff, it’s probably poisoned. So…. you just poisoned yourself.” Zero said matter-of-factly.
“Uh…” Trynn's eyes rolled back into her head and she fainted.
. . .
“NO! ZERO!” Zen’s voice made Trynn shoot upwards from her spot on the floor. The first thing her eyes saw was Zero taking a drink from the glass that looked like the one that she had drank from, except it was full.
Then Zero fell to the ground, and a strange warm sensation filled Trynn. She crawled over to Zero and placed her hand on his neck to feel for a pulse. He was still alive. The drink had just knocked him out, like it had done to Trynn.
When Trynn touched Zero, she could feel her heart warm and flutter in her chest, almost as if there was something that connected them when there was some type of physical connection.
Zero twitched when Trynn touched him, and then he opened his eyes.
“What are you doing?” He whispered, and Trynn jerked back. The warm sensation stayed.
“I don’t know… uh, just checking if you’re dead or not.” Trynn blinked. Zen suddenly fell to his knees next to them, and Zero sat up. Zen’s eyes were still open and he closed them as he hit the ground hard. 
The empty glass that was in his hand rolled across the wood floor. Zero put his arm protectively in front of Trynn and gently pushed her back as the few drops left in the glass dripped onto the floor and burned it like acid.
“He drank the wrong one.” Zero whispered, and crawled over to Zen in shock. It was strange… it was almost as if Trynn could sense what Zero was feeling.
She walked over to Zen in a daze. Whatever the drink had done to them all, whatever intelligent force was controlling them, one thing was for certain: it was powerful.
Trynn knelt beside them, and twitched her ears, trying to hear if Zen was breathing. Zero tilted his head. There was something faint that Scarlet could hear, and she was nearly certain that it was Zen’s breathing.
“I think he’s alive. That’s too bad.” Trynn said, sarcastically. Zero glanced up at her, and frowned.
“Trynn, even if he’s the most annoying person in the universe, he’s still a living being.” Zero said.
“I know, I know. I was just trying to lighten the mood… as if that’s even possible.” Trynn replied. 
“Well… I’m not sure how we should proceed here. That drink that Zen had… did you see how it melted the ground? How did it not kill him, if that drink was acid? Also, how did the glass not disintegrate as well?” Zero asked.
Trynn put a hand up. “Whoah, stop throwing logic at me. Lots of things are going wrong right now, there’s not really a simple explanation that I could present at the moment other than there is someone controlling us. How else would you explain that creepy voice we heard in the front yard?”
Zero narrowed his eyes. “I’m not sure. I’m not good at explaining that which cannot be explained,” he said. There was an eerie silence between them for a moment, until Zero spoke up again, “Wait… I think I have an idea. The way that voice echoed around us… you know how it was similar to my voice when I morph into shadows, right?” Zero cocked his head.
“Yes… what are you getting at here? That this being is a highly advanced type of Night Dragon?” Trynn asked, and glanced down worriedly at Zen as she heard that his breathing was slowing drastically.
“Possibly. Although, I do not know of any kind of Night Dragon that can manipulate the minds of others. I find it highly unlikely that you and I would willingly drink that blood-like substance without a second thought. Then again, I will not say that this being is not a Night Dragon, because that would be illogical of me to discard a possibility without containing all the possible information that I can gather.” Zero blinked twice and waited for Trynn to reply.
“What the heck happened to your head?” It came out more like a statement than a question. It seemed like Zero had gained all the information in the world, because he was acting nothing like a Night Dragon right now.
Suddenly, before Zero could reply with one of his “highly logical” answers, a searing pain shot through Trynn's mind. Zero doubled over, clutching his head. Trynn fell into Zero, but the pain was too unbearable to notice.
Trynn tried hard to stay conscious, but her vision was growing blurry, and her hearing was becoming diminished. “Zero…” she whispered, and reached inside her mind, trying to reach him.
There! She felt something, it was something shadowy, dark, but he was there, and the feeling was strong. Hold on, Zero. If you connect your powers to mine, we can get rid of this. Focus on me, Zero. Stay with me. 
Trynn could faintly feel Zero’s arm resting on her shoulder. He was digging his nails into her skin, but the Lunar Wolf didn't flinch. He was trying to hold on.
I’m here. A faint voice sounded. Trynn felt her heart flutter in her chest, but she had to stay in control of her mind before she blacked out and it was too late. I won’t leave you. We can do this together, Zero said.
Trynn summoned her power with everything she had left and reached out to Zero’s with her mind. His power collided with hers suddenly, and Trynn's eyes fluttered open. So did Zero’s. 
Trynn gasped as the pain dissipated, and she looked on in surprise as she saw that Zero’s eyes were glowing an obsidian black. Then she noticed in the reflection of his eyes that her own were glowing blue.
A few seconds later, everything was normal again, and Trynn toppled into Zero’s arms, her breath coming in hard pants. Zero leaned over her, and protectively put his arms around her, trying to calm her down. “Trynn, take a deep breath. It’s going to be alright,” he said.
Using her powers like this drained everything out of Trynn. Not only was she exhausted from the pain she had battled, she was super tired from using so much of her Lunar Wolf power all at once.
Once Trynn had relaxed, she looked up at Zero. He was so close to her… 
Embarrassed, and frustrated with herself, Trynn pulled away from the Night Dragon and tried to sit up. “I-I’m fine, Zero…” her eyelids began to droop, and Zero rested his hand on her shoulder.
“No, you’re not,” he was unsteady too from the looks of it, but just better off than Trynn because… “but why aren’t you? Aren’t the Lunar Wolves a strong species?” 
Trynn bit back the urge to growl at him for calling her weak. First of all she was too tired to, and second of all because he had just saved both of their lives.
“Yes, we are… but I… I’m not completely Lunar Wolf. I’m a quarter mortal. If I use too much... of my power... I-I...” Trynn fell to the ground, but instead a strong pair of hands caught her. It was Zero.
Trynn urged herself to say thank you, but she didn’t have enough strength. She felt Zero curl up next to her. She could sense… he was shivering.
“I-It's going to be oka-" Zero's words were cut short.
Then everything went dark.
== Chapter 3: Illusions ==
“Guys. Come on, I know you’re alive. Zero, Trynn. Look where we are!” It was Zen’s voice alright. Trynn opened her dreary eyes to see Zen standing over her.
Trynn pushed his leg away and he stumbled back. “Personal space, please.” she growled.
“Tell that to Zero!” Zen snickered. Trynn frowned in confusion and turned her head from her place on the ground to see that Zero was fast asleep, curled up next to her. His wings were folded protectively around himself and his tail was resting on Trynn's leg. He looked adorable, to be honest.
Trynn snapped out of her daze and got to her knees, looking back at Zen. “Well, I can manage with Zero being an exception.” 
Trynn flicked her tail in annoyance and reluctantly held back the urge to snarl when she heard Zen say under his breath, “Not fair. How come he gets the girl.”
It is fair. Zero isn’t a flirt, he’s humble, and he’s smart. Try comparing yourself to that, Zen. Trynn thought.
She placed her hand on Zero’s shoulder. “Hey, wake up. We’re not in the house anymore.” Trynn said. Zero groaned in response, and wearily opened his eyes.
“Scarlet… are you alright? Did Zen do anything to you?” 
Those were the first words out of his mouth. Trynn had to smile. “No…” Trynn whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes at Zen, “at least, not yet.” she said. Zen held up his hands, as if surrendering to her, and grinned charmingly. Trynn rolled her eyes.
“Well he better not,” Zero winced as he struggled to get to his feet, “or else I’ll have to have a little talk with him.” Zero glared warningly at Zen, and the angel tilted his head in confusion.
“Man, why is everyone making me the bad guy here?! I thought we already had the real bad guy scoped out.” he said.
Trynn sighed and looked over at Zero. She was puzzled to see him staring ahead, and in a daze of sorts by what he was looking at. Trynn turned to see what was so important, and then she understood why Zero was like that.
Trynn discovered that the trio was standing on a dirt path that led back into the woods from the mansion. It wasn’t the front yard though, it was the backyard. Whatever was controlling this place, it had somehow taken them outside again. Not only that, but it looked like the horizon was gradually turning a dark shade of blue already. How long had they been asleep?
“We need to get out of here.” Zero whispered. Trynn glanced over at him again. The woods ahead were dark and luminous. Even though Trynn loved the night, there was something else that the forest seemed to emit.
It was a feeling that seemed to draw her closer to it. A feeling that was almost manipulating her actions. Now she understood completely why Zero had said that. Trynn snapped out of her daze to see Zen and Zero were both in the sky already.
“Wait for me-!” Trynn flapped her wings and rose a few feet away from the ground. Zen put on a burst of speed and shot upwards towards the clouds.
“Zen!” Zero shouted, “stop!” 
Suddenly, Zen slammed into some kind of force field that was keeping them inside. He started to fall, and Zero rushed up to Zen and caught him. All of the sudden weight that was being put on Zero made him go off balance, and he flapped his dragon wings hard in order to stay alive.
“ZERO!” Trynn exclaimed, and flapped her wings harder. Her Lunar Wolf self was overpowering her mortal side as she flew up to meet Zero. She helped bring Zen back to the ground and then they collapsed on the dirt. Zero crawled over to Trynn and pulled her into his arms.
“It’s okay. I won’t leave you.” he whispered as Trynn began to cry. She despised it when she appeared weak, but Zero’s embrace was all that she needed now.
“We’re trapped here, Zero,” Trynn said, sniffing, “I don’t have a home and I don’t know where I’m going to go. You’re the only one I can turn to. I understand if you can’t help me…”
“Don’t say that,” Zero softly scolded, “of course I will help you. I love you.” Trynn's heart wanted to burst as her face flushed. Zero smiled at seeing her like this and Trynn noticed that he was blushing too.
“I… I love you too.” Trynn's voice was small, but it was so true. Now she knew she couldn’t deny the fact that her heart stated so clearly.
Zero’s emerald green eyes glimmered as she said that, and before Trynn could do anything, Zero was leaning closer and then their lips touched. Trynn felt dizzy as she kissed the Night Dragon, and when they pulled away, he was smiling, fangs shimmering in the moonlight.
He was so adorable. Trynn smiled, and placed her head against his strong chest. 
Wait… 
Trynn widened her eyes in alarm. She pulled away from Zero, but not so fast as to startle him. 
Green eyes? I thought… weren’t they yellow…?
“What’s wrong?” Zero asked, or at least, that’s who Trynn thought he was. She knew he couldn’t love her that fast. Not a Night Dragon. It wasn’t really him.
Tears filled Trynn's eyes as she looked away, rage building up inside of her. It was foaming at the edges. The Lunar Wolf turned back to face whatever this creature was, and leapt away from it in disgust. She smiled, pointed teeth shining dangerously. The thing looked at Trynn in confusion, and for a moment she thought terror lit in its clouded eyes. 
“You don’t mess with caged animals.” Trynn growled at the creature, her voice low and filled with hatred.
The beast rose to its feet, except, it didn’t just get up from the ground; it rose into the air, wings spread wide and pointed tail flicking back and forth in amusement. Trynn rose with it, not even thinking about the fact that using her powers to the extreme could be detrimental.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could faintly see Zen looking up at the both of them, his eyes widening in fear. Everything about him seemed darker and more shadow-like as he stumbled back towards the house and flattened himself against the wall, sheltering his body with white, partly featherless wings.
“What have you gotten yourself into, little girl?” The thing asked Trynn, eyes twinkling. In a flash of darkness, the beast formed into one of the most dangerous creatures on Earth. It certainly answered a few of her questions. Trynn never cowered to fear, and never gave in to darkness. The Lunar Wolf rose to meet the eye level of the serpent.
“Curious,” she said, putting a hand to her chin in mock thoughtfulness, “a Naga. With a weakness.” 
It scoffed with a nearly mechanical laugh. “You think I have a weakness? How cute. I’m afraid I meant for that to happen, dear.” It’s eyes flashed to a familiar yellow, then back to emerald green. 
It only left Trynn in a pit of more questions. She let her guard fall for a moment, letting her expression fill with fear and causing a cold shock to run through her. 
She felt the hopelessness reach out in her mind, but she pushed it down, this time putting a block over any of her mortal mercy. 
Trynn closed her eyes, a sense of determination and immortal power overcoming her. 
“You’re wrong,” she firmly told her doubt of success.
The creature was slightly puzzled by her comment, but didn’t ponder it long. It formed into another Lunar Wolf a moment later. It was a boy her age, and readied itself to fight, just as Trynn was.
She opened her eyes, now glowing a soft blue. The noise surrounding her was drowned, the sorrow and mourning rose to greet her current emotions, and fueled her fire.
Trynn lifted her hands to the night sky, looked to the moon, and howled with such intensity that her opponent didn’t know how to react for a moment. Then, using this advantage, she attacked. Diving for the boy, jaws snapped and claws shone in the moonlight, stained with blood. The creature yowled in fury and pain and tried its best to fight back.
Trynn's victory in stunning it wasn’t long lasting, for only a few seconds later and the creature formed into a Night Dragon, weaving into the shadows and appearing behind Trynn, tearing into her wings. 
The Lunar Wolf cried out in agony but held her ground. She yanked free from the beast’s grasp and clawed at its eyes, drawing blood. It shrieked in terror and its dragon-like wings went limp. When suddenly tumbling towards the ground, it dug its claws into Trynn's leg and began pulling her with it. 
Trynn tried her hardest to stay in the air, but the struggle was too much. It was taking too much out of her, that the light in her eyes began to fade- her hope was crushed. Weakness started to overcome her strength, but she pushed forward, flapping her feathered wings harder. It was no use.
They fell, the wind rushing and branches snapping under their weight as the two plummeted. At the last second, the creature let go of Trynn's leg and leapt into the air, cackling and yelping as it formed into the Naga once again. 
Trynn hit the ground, something sharp penetrating her leg and causing her to scream. Her head pounded and her body ached all over. She gasped for air, her ears rang. Her vision was blurry and out of focus. So much pain, so much blood. It was the end.
More coming soon! (The last part I updated is a work in progress. Much needs to be fixed.)
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