I could not believe it was happening.
Two Pods just blasted off towards the earth from the surface of the Moon.
One that the vampires had come in with. Freshly reapired and restored.
The other one belong to us werewolves. It had been lying idle since the great migration to the moon. It looked like an old soldier being called back to the troop. It squeeked and creaked but it did it's job.
Darian volunteered to come with me in this squeeky pod. Tara and Vape were in there as well. Cane took Darian's spot in the vampire's vehicle.
Images from those chaotic times flashed right in front of my eyes as the darkness of the space enbraced us. Those times when we were cramped into those few pods that the vampires had spared for us. There was not enough oxygen to breath for so many survivor
