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                 I sat on th edge of the bed I was on and looked around the room I was in. The bed was mad of a dark wood of which I couldn't tell. The bed covers were a deep red with black bead work that depicted a moon And a howling wolf.Could it get any more obvious I thought. Then I looked at the bedside table which was made of the same wood the bed was. There was a lamp with no lightbulb in it and a book on werewolf lore. I peered over the side of the bed to find a blanket chest that looked like a pirate treasure chest. Beside the chest was a zebra rug. Two chairs sat silently by the hearth with eight embers still burning and giving off a faint light.

              "How do you know the exact number of the embers?" the boy asked."Because I have an unusually long memory,even for my species,"She says as she looks at him. She would think he were a rather good looking if she weren't already promised to another.Any normal person would think his messy brown hair, dark blue eyes, chisled chin,and the little scar above his right eye were very attractive, but of coarse she wasn't normal."Back to my story?" she asks."oh yes please go on!"

              Alice walks in holding a silver goblet and a gold dagger and just stands by the door. Will walks in,smirks and picks me up like I weigh less than a bag of potatoes."Hey what are you doing!? PUT ME DOWN!!" I scream into his ear.He doesn't even flinch which provokes me to start hitting him as hard as I can. He stops drops me and looks down at me. I looked back at him getting a better look at his features now that we were in the sunlight. He had long black hair,Pearcing white eyes that drilled holes into my soul,and his finely chisled lips curved up into a smile! His left ear had little earings going all the way up his ear."What are you smiling for!?" I ask him. He replies back, in a voice thats as tantalizing and smooth as the river," because I can," is all he says.

            I stand up and he directs me to a stone pedestal which he plops me onto. Alice makes me hold the silver goblet the slits Wills wrist with the gold dagger and drains his blood into the goblet until its full. His blood that came out of his wrist was a deep red but as I looked into the cup the blood looked as blue as the ocean."Drink it," Alice says."Wait. Hold up," I interrupt,"whats going on here I don't understand."" This is the ritual to iniciate you into Leviathan clan.""It's the werewolf clan that you will be in." Alice and Will explain together."So, is it like a gang?" I ask."Sort of,but you must drink the blood efore it gets cold." I look at the blood,pretend its Kool-Aid and tip the cup to my lips.