The Rise Of The Wolves

Us against the world

Serenity P.O.V.

After my dad dismissed us. I quickly grab Jazz hands and usher us out their room. Once I pull the door close I feel Jazz drop my hand and hear a thud on the ground. I turn to see my baby sister drop to the floor, dread waving off her.

“ Sin what…. I mean are we……. Do they….” Jazz utters half sentences. She still in a shock state, not sure what she should ask first.

“ Come on” with that I help Jazz stand and we walk to my room. Once in my room I close the door and lock it. I pull Jazz over to the bed. She gets in on the right side while I get on, on the left. We lay on our side and turn to face each other.

“ Now breath and think. 5 minutes no talking, then we will talk. Okay?” I say in a soft and calm voice.

She nods in understanding. Since we were kids, this is how me and Jazz would have our serious talks this way. This was our space if you would say. We either lay down and face each other or sit with our legs folded. We shared our deepest secrets, our fears, what we want our futures to be like. She is my sister and best friend.

“ Okay, what are you thinking” Jazz asked first breaking my thought.

“ Not sure to be honest. I’m mad at them for not telling us but I understand they wanted to protect us.”

“ Sin I don’t think this is something I can accept. I’m mean seriously we are going to turn into one of those one day! On top of that dad said people are hunting us! HUNTING US SIN ! Jazz screams as she shot up an waves her hands in the air.

“ Why couldn’t we be royalty, no instead we are werewolves! Actual werewolves, they are real and we are proof of that. “ Jazz weeps as she finish her rant.

I lean up and see her with tear flowing from her eyes. I pull my her into a big hug and hold her tight. In a matter of second Jazz bawls and all her emotions come out at once. She screams. She cries. She laughs? I believe my sister is on an emotional and mental break. She does this for about twenty minutes before I try to calm her.

“Jazz” I say calmly, no response. She still laughing.

“Jazz” her laughter continues.

“Belle” I say very calmly, concern laced in my voice. I call her my special nickname,hoping she would respond. Thinking about the name it’s funny beauty and the beast is her fave movie, hence the nickname Belle. She stops her fits of laughter and look over to me. I pause for a brief second just taking her in to make sure she with me.

“ Jazzy, I know this is tough, but I promise me and you will stick together through it all. I will be here when you first turn. I will be with you through any other weird werewolf thing we may go through. I’ll will make sure no one hurts you because I’ll always have your back. ” I say to her, hold up my pinky to solidify my promise.

“ And I’ll always have your front.” She says softly. Interlocking our pinkies shaking our hands a few times then intertwine our fingers together. Letting our hands go I give my baby sister the tightest hug I could muster, pouring all my love into it.

“ Sin why are you so calm about this?” Jazz questions as she lets me go. She has worried look on her face with one of her eyebrows c****d upward.

“ I think you freak out enough for the both of us” I laughed. Jazz laughs slightly, she rubs the back of her neck a little embarrassed.

“Yeah I guess I did. No but seriously Sin. What are thinking? How are you feeling? I know you said you were mad but that’s not all. So what is it?“

“ Would it be strange to say I’m excited?”

“Excited? That’s how your feeling?” c*****g her head to the side, she asked.

“ Yeah, I know I’m crazy but think about it. In Twilight Jacob had Renesmee, she was half human and half vampire but he still loved her. It kinda gives me hope that someone will love me for me. Not care that I’m over weight or ugly.”

“ Sin..” Jazz says softly. Looking at my with sympathy and concern, pulling into another hug. It’s no lie, I do not like my body. Yes I am tall, I’m about one hundred eighty centimeters tall and I’m 94 kilograms. Strangest thing I barely eat junk food, I’m actually a vegan. Jazz and my mom on the other hand. Can eat anything and seem to never gain a pound. I’m the only one in our family’s history to have ever wore glasses, “ but if we’re werewolves why would I need glasses?”

“ Sin you are very beautiful, your my sister so of course your beautiful, and nobody….. What’s wrong?” Jazz says as she pulls back from our hug.

“ I’m thinking.”

“ Abooouuut? ” Jazz gestures with her hands for me to continue.

“ So learning anything from movies about werewolves all of there senses are heightened right? “

“ yeeaaa..” Jazz say, confused.

“ Then why is it that I need glasses? Why is it that I’m overweight? It’s don’t make sense. Everyone here looks damn near perfect but me.”

“Sin, I think your overthinking it. Maybe your like the ugly duckling, not saying your ugly, your gorgeous.”

“ No Jazz, it doesn’t make sense. I feel it, it’s like something missing. I am faster then you, mom, and dad, sometimes. I work out more then you, dad trains me harder. But still look at me. Something is off, our parents aren’t telling us something. What if I’m cursed?!” I yell, standing up from the bed. I began to pace the floor thinking about all the possibilities as to why I’m the only one that’s different.

“You are not cursed. your gifted.” I hear a gentle voice say. I turn around in circles looking for the voice.

“ Jazz did you hear that?” I asked still looking around the room.

“ Hear what?” She ask, standing up from her spot and begin scanning the room with me.

“ I thought I heard something” I say trying not to freak her out. I know I heard someone say I was gifted. Gifted how?

“ Okay, will dinner is in forty five minutes. I honestly don’t feel like eating. I just want to sleep.” Jazz say while snuggling deeply under my comforter. Honestly I didn’t feel like dinner either. Just the thought of sitting with my parents after today’s news was mentally draining.

I walk over to the other side and snuggle in next to my sister. Jazz turn over to her side and face me, while I’m laying on my back looking at the ceiling.

“ Sin, I pinky promise that whatever you feel is happening, we will figure it out. I will be here every step of the way.” She says holding her pinky out

“ Us against the world.” I say. I took her pinky into mines. We interlock our pinkies, shake a couple of times and then turn our hand and interlock our fingers.

With that we fall silent. A few minutes later I can hear Jazz breathing even out, so I know she’s asleep. I continue to look at the ceiling, rilling in on today. So many questions with no answer. Feeling my eyes heavy, I drift off to sleep. Only to see the man of my dreams again. Who are you?