My Dark fate

I have been walking along this trail for a day now. I have been able to successfully leave my home town and the home I knew without much problem. I realize how dark it is becoming so I decided to set up a small camp by the little stream that trickles through this part of the forest. I had been able to explore this forest my whole life unaware it would one day become my escape. I gather some wood and start a fire so I can cook the little rabbit I had caught earlier today. As the meat slowly cooked over the fire, memories flood back to me. Memories of my home, my family and how just twenty four hours ago my life had changed. How my loving small home turned to ash or how the people who loved and cared for me were gone. I hadn't realized just how precious my family was to me until I had lost them. We were all sitting around the table eating our food and reminiscing over our day. It was my mom, my dad, my brother and me. Mom had made us an amazing dinner. It was oven roasted chicken with buttery mashed potatoes and homemade macaroni. Mom and dad was laughing at something that happened when they were younger while I had to fight off my brother who was trying to steal my food. My mothers name was Emma and she was amazing. I get my long black hair, blue eyes and heart shaped face from her. My father's name was Matthew and my brother's name was Jacob. They both looked the same with their short brown hair, brown eyes and round face. My father was the alpha and my mother his Luna. Jacob was a beta and I am an omega. Our house wasn't really big. It was a victorian style home with two floors. The first floor held the kitchen, living room, office and dining room. The second floor held our bedrooms and a small bathroom in the far corner. My dad had inherited it from his father and so on. Now you must understand normally we would be in a pack on the pack grounds. However, a few generations back my family was out casted from our original pack. Apparently the alpha didn't accept my great, great grandfather because they were both males. In our world gender doesn't matter in the sense of your "fated partner". Males can give birth just as well as females can but there are many who feels a fated pair should consist of one male and one female. The moon goddess is the one who chooses your fated partner and in some cases she will give you a second chance partner. My great, great grandfather was rejected by the alpha at the time and was banished from the pack grounds along with his family. Given no other choice they left and settled here in the small town of Helen, Georgia. They were able to buy this house on the out skirts of town in hopes to restart a new. He was able to find his second chance partner who held him together through the pain of the rejection. A rejection can hurt or kill a wolf depending on the depths of the bond. The bond is what ties two wolfs together and is attached to both partners. The bond helps a wolf feel what their partner is feeling. Pain, love, sadness, anger or any other feelings is passed through the bond. A rejection is breaking that bond much like a divorce although much more painful. We were the last generation and the last small pack in our area. Being banished means you became a rogue. Wanted by no pack, unprotected by the rest of the rogues that had gone mad and at risk of losing yourself completely. We have been able to avoid many rouges and have been able to stay strong enough to fight off the madness that consumes our race. We have to go to school tomorrow so we need to finish and head to bed. Our school isn't so bad considering our situation. It's hard to not show our wolfs to the other students. Unlike what you may have heard we are actually born with our wolfs. They don't come to us at a certain age. It is hard to handle wolf pups when they are younger that's why we don't go to school until we are about eight years old. It would be difficult to try to explain why a human child has a big bite out of their arm and why we had half the face of a oversized dog. We are able to do a partial shift where we can have the strength and speed of an advanced human but with some features of a wolf. So staying home and learning self control is important in the first eight years of life at least with this life style. If we were on pack grounds it would be like any other school. We finished up dinner and start our nightly routine before settling in for the night. I felt uncomfortable tonight with my wolf scratching at the back of my mind. " Danger! Danger! Must protect family!" She kept panting while she circled around in my mind. Before I can ask her what she means this sweet smell hits my nose causing my body to grow heavier and heavier by the minute. Everything goes dark for a while until I am shocked awake by the smell of smoke. I can barely breathe as the smoke had already sunk half way down my walls. I get out of bed carefully staying under the smoke line as I make my way to my door. The handle is hot to the touch but I have to get out and find my family so I burst through the door. I am met with flames surrounding me in our tiny hallway. As the flames dance around the hallway, I try to make my way to my brother's room. I knock in his door and noticed a burnt figure laying on the ground a few feet from me. I hold in my tears as I make my way to my parents room. Looking in their room I am meet with the same fate. Their burning bodies were huddled together laying in bed. What ever that smell was it hit them hard enough that they probably didn't feel the flames until they were to weak to move. I quickly rushed back to my room and grabbed my backpack. It hadn't gotten burned yet and it held a lot of tools I would need. I than ran back into the hallway and crashed through the second story window. I rolled when I hit the ground being able to handle the impact. One thing my family had insisted on was making sure we all knew how to fight and protect ourselves. As I glance up at the house feeling sad and lost I noticed a young man standing on the other side of the field. His face was narrow and a scar crossed his left eye. He just smiles and vanished in to the forest. I was about to run after him when I heard the sirens approaching. In a matter of seconds my house was surrounded by fire fighters and police. Some of my parents friends came over to check on me and was devastated to hear about my parents and my brother. Some of the towns people didn't like me or my family. They knew we were different from normal people but they couldn't figure it out. They never acted violent towards us but they always kept their distance. Many people would probably enjoy the fact that we left or wouldn't even care if something happened to us. After hours of fighting the fire they finally got the fire put out. When they brought out my family I couldn't stand to look at their bodies. I didn't want to remember them like that. I looked on as everyone was buzzing around trying to figure out the cause of the fire and part of the conversation caught my attention.." We found a timer...it could be parts of a bomb." I tried to think about how someone could have set a bomb inside our house or who it could be. We had stayed to ourselves most of the time so we hardly made any enemies. Feeling tense, I decided to leave knowing that I couldn't stay here. I still didn't have full control over my wolf and without my family I posted a risk to not only my race but to the humans of this town. Once we turn eighteen we have what we call our final shift. Our final shift is very painful at first and can be very dangerous to the people around us. When we have our final shift we can fully shift in to our wolfs and gain a special gift from the moon goddess. Common gifts are being able to talk to other animals or see in to the future. Mom could talk to animals and dad could actually control the wind. Our gifts always involve nature since we are connected to the earth and the goddess. I slowly back up from the rest of the group of people until I'm out of sight. Once I'm close the the forest line I partially shift and take off running in the opposite direction. A partial shift can enhance your abilities so if as a human I can run six miles an hour, a partial shift can double or triple that speed easily. By the time I slowed down I had already put about thirty or forty miles between me and my previous home. I slowed to a walk allowing my body to shift back to normal. I have been able to handle a partial shift for a while now so it doesn't bother me as much. That is how I had lost everything I had in just twenty four hours. I grab my backpack and take out some of the supplies I had in it to take a quick inventory. My parents had made each off us have a backpack in case something happened. " It's only for emergencies. Let's hope we never have to use them." my dad's voice rings out. It had a small portion of food, water filters, rope, a knife and a few other things to help if we ever had to make a run for it. I pick up the fully cooked rabbit and slowly eat as I double check what supplies I had. My stomach is turning as I eat. I didn't think my next meal would be me eating alone. The excitement of the fire, the pain from losing my family and the fear of what happens next have worn me out. Once I was finished eating I threw the stick in to the fire and watched at it slowly burned down to a pile of ash. I was getting tired so I put out the fire and climbed up a tree. I was taught to sleep in the tree to try to stay away from any animals that may want to attack me at night. I tied myself to the tree and got my spray out in case a bear were to come along. I need to think of a place I could be safe when my final shift happens since I will be vulnerable but I'm to exhausted right now to think about it any more.