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Lost Memories 4 Years Old 8 Years Old 12 Years Old 16 Years Old(Part I) 6 Years Old 16 Years Old(Part II) 7 Years Old

Kaviik The Second Meeting Injury

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[[Disclaimer: The events of this story is purely fictional, any relation to anyone dead or alive is completely coincidental]]

Me

Ember Wolfe
16
Morrigan High
I AM NOT REAL
Just a figment of an imagination
contact

Im just me

I like blood
and Alcohol

I dont like
Not knowing myself
My past

But there is nothing I can do about it

My Life

Lost Memories ~ 8 years old I awoke hearing my adoptive parents screaming at each other. They're fighting? It can't be, they've never quarrelled, ever. Were they talking about Frost? I heard Frost's voice through the din. A crash. An antique vase had been smashed. I heard a shout, Frost's voice. I could not stand it anymore, I had to know what was going on.

I took my teddy with me, as I walked down the hallway, down the stairs, I heard another shout, another crash. I catch a whiff of the pungent, sweet perfume of blood. I looked gingerly into the hall, afraid of what I may see.

I saw my adoptive mother, there is a gash on the side of her face! Fresh crimson red liquid is pouring out of the wound. My adoptive father looked as if he was frozen on the inside, he did not move, he wore an expression of pure terror on his usually benign face. What scared me the most, was the sight of my ten year old brother, Frost, who had a knife lodged in his thigh. Fresh blood was spewing like a waterfall from this wound. He had his eyes fixed onto my 'father'. My 'father' was looking back and forth, between my mother and Frost. My mother was concentrating too hard on him. No one had noticed me come in.

"Eunice.. y-you know wh-wha-what he-e is.W-we h-h-have t-t-t-to dispose o-f h-him n-n-nn-now!! T-t-the gr-gr-girl to!" Said he, my frozen father, through chattering teeth.

"No! No! We don't have to! Hes our son! Both him and Ember! They are our children! I don't care what they are! You shall not kill either of them!"

"He i-i-is ee-el-eleven! H-he h-h-ha-s sh-sh-shown his true c-co-lours! He w-w-ill- k-kill us all!"

"I don't believe it! He has just saved me from you John! He is not an animal! He has a conscience! He wouldn't hurt us, would you? Honey?" begged my mother.

Frost looked dark. His face was expressionless, his eyes, completely drained of feeling. I never felt so cold before, so scared, when I looked at Frost, I was in fear. Then he spoke, in complete monotone. "I only.. hurt those.. who try to hurt me.." He was in pain, coughing blood even. "I will.. never hurt.. you... mummy.. because.. I...I love you." this was his reply. He looked down, and closed his eyes. He slumped onto the floor, his chest heaving, gasping for air, taking shallow, painful breaths.

I could bear this no longer, I had to know whats going on. Without thinking I stepped into the room.

"Mother? Father? Whats going on? Frost?!" I cried. My mother gasped, my father lunged at me, he missed.

"Ember! Oh Honey! RUN! Grab your cap and run to get help!" cried my mother desperately.

I did what mother told me, hurriedly, I ran out of the room, grabbed my beanie from the door, slammed it on my head, covering my ears properly, and ran out, as fast as I could, my, no, our, lives depended on it. I ran to find somebody I could trust. I ran straight to the Kallinghans. Chloe Katelyn Kallinghan was my best friend, after Frost. She had been since the day me and Frost were adopted by the Walcotts.

"Chloe! Mdm Kallinghan! Please! Open the door! I need help!" I pleaded as I banged my hand against the solid green wooden door, which instantly flew open.

"Oh my! Ember! Whats happened? Whats with all the shouting?" Asked Mdm Kallinghan, Chloe's mother.

"My da-father! I think he attacked Frost! My mom told me to run for help! We must call the police." I replied. She ushered me into the house, Chloe's quizzical face stared at me as her mother closed the door.

Then everything happened so fast, after Mdm Kallinghan called the police, she, Chloe and I ran back to my home. We saw my adoptive father lying on the floor, just outside the house, he seemed, paralysed. I went into the house and saw my mother over Frost, she had put his cap on his head and was tending to his knife wound. He looked dead, and even though I could feel otherwise, I was so scared. Frost was all of my past that I had left, I wouldn't know what I would do without him. Mother told me and Chloe to stay with Frost in his room while the police were there and she carried him up to his bedroom, blood dripped as she walked, blending in with the red carpet.

I felt sad, watching my brother in this state, but I did not cry. Morbid curiosity took over the bulk of me. Too bad he was asleep, I would have to talk to mommy later, or father. Why did he attack Frost. I thought back on what he said. And I remembered, as i looked at the clock, 2.30 a.m. Its Frost's 11th birthday. But did that hold any significance? Yes, I know, we are different from the rest. We both have wolf-like features, but was that really a reason to.. kill us?

Father never came home, mother said he was sent to jail. When I raised the question about why he did what he did and what happened to Frost, mommy would either ignore me or quickly change the subject. Frost acted dumb, saying he could not remember, but I knew otherwise, Frost was hiding something from me. Just, why?

Thursday, August 7, 2008
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Lost Memories 4 Years Old 8 Years Old 12 Years Old 16 Years Old(Part I) 6 Years Old 16 Years Old(Part II) 7 Years Old

Kaviik The Second Meeting Injury

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Notes from the author:
ZOMG AFTER A SUPER LONG HIATUS ADVENTURES OF EMBER WOLFE IS BACK!!! So sorry to anyone who followed the story and vistited here twice a day (not including myself LOL) had serious writers block but i promise to write at least one more chapter in the coming week for the enjoyment of anyone who visits (all two of you)
I just finished my major exams, so i guess i'd have qutie some time to write more stuff with the coming holidays, have alot of ideas for the story.

TEASER
I couldn't take it anymore, my arms were growing weak, but I didn't want to die, not here, when Kaviik was still lying in the clearing waiting for me to return.

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