Light of the Moon

[atomicstorm]

A friend of mine wrote this and she asked me to share it with everyone.
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BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON
By: Erin Lynn

Chapter 1

Melissa raced through the dark forest. Her footsteps pounded with her heartbeat and drowned out all the other noise in the woods; except of the haunting howl that pursued her. The twenty year old looked back only to see her what she already knew. It was catching up with her. The beast*s blazing yellow eyes burned into her as it followed at her heels.

Melissa looked up to see if she was near to her Chateau on the hill, and was relieved to see it so close. She sprinted to the elaborate black iron front gate and slammed against it. It was locked and she was trapped outside with the monster. "If I can just last until daybreak", Melissa thought as she looked up at the full moon. It was just five in the morning and the sun wouldn*t rise for another hour. The young blonde looked back toward the woods and could see the fiery eyes heading towards her. Melissa bolted around the Chateau to the other side of the forest.

The wind echoed the howl of the beast as she picked up speed, trying to be extra careful of the large roots hidden on the dark forest floor. Her ponytail flew behind her while it snagged on small twigs which snapped loudly as her blond strands became entangled with them. She could hear the thundering paws as it was catching up to her once more.





All of a sudden, Melissa found herself sprawled across a bed of sticks and moss and unable to move. She sat up and saw she had tripped over a large root that had been hidden by leaves. She tried to stand and couldn*t; her ankle had instantly swelled to the size of a baseball. The howl sounded out once more and Melissa looked up to see the beast, face to face.

The wolf was as large as a Great Dane and was as wide as a horse. It*s shaggy black fur was thick and matted. Saliva dripped from it*s silvery fangs and crimson tongue. Hot breath poured out of it*s mouth and into the girl*s face. It*s burning yellow eyes locked into Melissa*s green ones. It stood over her with it*s long mangy tail sweeping beside the girl*s left shoulder as it began to circle her.

"I don*t want to die here! Please, God, don*t let me die here!", the girl screamed again and again in her mind. Her mud-stained white tank top was missing a strap and her khaki capris were shredded everywhere. Even her shoes were covered in filth. "Please, don*t let me die like this.", Melissa prayed as tears streamed down her cheeks.

The terrified girl shut her eyes to avoid the beast*s and prepared for her final, painful breath. She could feel it*s head slowly moving toward hers. It*s hot breath becoming more and more intense. Melissa opened one eye to see the beast lunge over her. She quickly turned and watched as the large wolf clasped it*s jaws around the neck of a fat doe that was obviously pregnant. The girl gasped in horror and the monster devoured it*s dinner before her eyes.







Finished with it*s meal, the beast turned back to Melissa and seemed to smile at her with blood covered fangs. She moved herself up against a tree as the beast walked towards her again. Her heavy breathing was the only sound echoing throughout the forest. Her heart pounded harder and harder, faster and faster until she thought she would faint.

Melissa*s hands were trembling so hard that the movement was almost fan-like. She didn*t know what to do. She tried once more to stand, using the tree for balance. But her ankle throbbed in untolerable pain and she sunk back to the bottom of the tree. The beast began to circle her once more. She could see the wolf*s breath as he panted and she began to shiver.

Melissa hadn*t realized how cold the night air had become until now. Her trembling was now from the bitter cold that surrounded her. Her teeth chattered loud and fast as she rubbed her arms for warmth. Unfortunately the only warmth around her was the hot, moist breath of the monster that circled her.

The beast stopped circling and stared at her with it*s fiery eyes. Melissa*s icy tears continued to fall as the bitter cold began to freeze her blood. It*s eyes seemed to burn deep into her soul as she quivered where in her place. Melissa*s lips began to turn blue and the beast moved closer and closer.

She could feel his hot breath pour over her and her mind became cloudy. The forest around her began to spin while the wolf remained still. It stood over her, it*s saliva dripping onto her shredded khakis. Melissa let out a blood curdling scream that echoed through the night and all became black.

[Andrew]

Very descriptive. I love the imagery. Good work.

[J102Y]

wow, shiny, I thought Lumi was doing a story when i clicked this, but alas, His talents are not with storywriting, then again, neither are mine XD but anyways, thats really koolio

[atomicstorm]

Bite your tongue JJ or pick your nose.. or both. I write revolving stories, not short stories. Who do you think is writing the story line for DW v2?

[Andrew]

Chess=Unedited Novel

[Arieth]

I'm the author of "By the Light of the Moon". Look for chapter 2 soon!! I'm really glad for the responses I got. I was curious as to what people would think of my first novel. It's a work in progress, I'm a short story author/poet, so I'm glad you all like the first installment of "By the Light of the Moon". Hope to hear more of your opinions on my piece!! A special thanks to Darkwind for putting the first post on.

[Arieth]

Melissa sat up in her bed with a start. Her eyes scanned her room as she

heavily panted. Was it a dream?, she pondered while running her fingers

through her tangled blond hair. Twigs snapped onto the down comforter and she

knew it was not a dream. She pulled back the sheer white curtain that hung on

the elegant black iron frame and her bare feet touched the hardwood floor. Pain

instantly followed.


Melissa pulled her legs back into the warmth of her bed and remembered how

she had twisted her ankle. How did I survive? What happened? How did I get

here? Her mind raced with a question a minute. She looked down and realized

she was in her pink heart covered pajamas. That sparked more questions in her

head when the door swung open. Melissa gasped and hid under her covers.



Pierre stepped in, carrying a breakfast tray of strawberry crepes and tea. His

ruddy red flannels and blue jeans were dusted with flour and other assorted

baking ingrediants,his woodsman physique with his chisled jaw and stubbled

beard that surrounded his mouth were powdered with sugar. His piercing blue

eyes looked at the hump in the middle of the bed and he set the tray down on

the corner chair beside her shredded clothes. Pierre smoothed his thick chesnut

hair with his large, hairy hand. His black leather boots thumped the wood as he

walked slowly over to the quivering bump on the bed. He swept back the curtain

and tied it before sitting down beside the frightened girl.


"Are you feeling any better?", Pierre asked in his thick french accent. the

young american peered out from under the white covers and sighed with relief.

Melissa embraced him tightly and wept. "How did I get here?", she asked

between sobs.

"I carried you in and changed you."

"How did I survive? Did you chase the beast away?"

"What beast?"

The werewolf! Alexia and Matt tossed me out last night and

the wolf chased me! He was about to eat me and the next thing I knew I woke

up here.

" All I saw was you."

"No wolf?"

"No, ma cherie. Just you."

"How can that be? The last thing I remember was it standing right over

me!"

Melissa looked around the room once more and got up. She hobbled over to

where her tray was and picked up her ruined clothes. Hopping on one foot back

to Pierre, she held up her clothes triumphantly. "Here, My clothes from last night

are covered in fur!" Pierre ran his fingers over the clothes and picked out some of

the shaggy matted fur that covered them. His round nose sniffed the clothes and

he turned his head away. " L'eau d'a chien!", he gasped.


"Not "dog"; wolf!", Melissa said, snatching her clothes and throwing onto the

floor. The girl sank back into her bed and propped up her swollen ankle with a

heart shaped pillow. Pierre wrapped his thick arm around the petite girl and

stroked her head.

[SupaWakka]

Great story, its really interesting. I can't wait to see what happens!