The Girl from the Prophecy, ( Version One/Draft One)

      Max laid on the earth, numb inside, breathing through the pain. His mate was dead the mark on his neck began to burn then it just vanished. Any hope he had at reaching her in time ripped from him. His wolf holed in agony at the woman goddess for making his dream of finding real love real and then ripping it away. What had he done to deserve this? This was worse than being dead. He was know cursed to walk the earth alone, cold and empty.      The forest that surrounded him was damp and cold from the rain that had just passed. The crickets sang into the night, searching for their own mates. If this moment taught him anything it was that the world around him would continue on. Unaware of his loss and unforgiving. He would be forced to live the rest of his life in loneliness as the world around him continued.       At that moment a fire began to burn through his core. It was bearable at first but the longer it continued the worse the pain began. He was unable to maintain his wolf form and was forced to shift. Kneeling naked before the moon he prayed, cursed and then even resorted to begging for the moon goddess to make the burning pain stop. No amount of pleading was going to save him.      At that moment he could smell, the smell of burning flesh from his back, arms, and legs. Whatever was happening to him wasn't natural. He gripped the grass and braced for the worst of it. just when he thought the burning was going to stop he had a vision of his mate. His beautiful mate wrapped by a Phenix. His hair was red like the Flames of Tartarus, his skin glowed as tribal markings we're etched into her skin and her eyes began to glow a purple hue he had never seen in any man, woman or magical creature before.      Just as Max was beginning to process what he was seeing the world around him grew dark and empty. When he awoke he was nowhere near the forest he had been moments ago. He must have passed out from the pain of losing his mate, but that wouldn't explain the vision of the burning upon his skin.       The world around him glittered, almost. Like he had been transported to an astral plain of some sort. The hills rolled for miles. The animals sounded into the night. A giant waterfall could be seen and in the water was a woman who resembled the woman from the vision before he had succumbed to darkness.     A man's voice boomed through his head and spoke to him, the woman must not be able to hear him be used she gazed into the waterfall-like it was the only thing that existed. "This is where life begins and where it ends. Things are different here, but they are the same. You must go to her and bring her to this place. This is where she will be reborn. This is where her spirit waits. You must hurry you only have three moons, or she will join her ancestors here forever. Three moons, bring her here before the third moon falls, run Max run"       Max was jolted out of the blackness that had consumed him. The voice was in his head once more "The map on your back will lead you to the place, run Max. Got to her now, go to Eva!"     Max stood and bolted in the direction he had been running before his mate mark disappear.