From my new hiding spot, I peered through the slats of the closet door. The teacher was now rifling through some papers on the lounge table, completely unaware of my presence. But they were too close to the door. If they left, they’d have to walk right past me.I bit my lip, glancing around the cramped closet. There was a small gap under the window on the other side of the room, barely big enough to crawl through if I was careful. It was my only way out.I took a deep breath and waited. The teacher lingered for what felt like an eternity, flipping through documents, muttering something to themselves. My legs ached from crouching so long, but I didn’t dare move.Finally, the teacher let out a sigh and stood, walking toward the door. My pulse quickened. I couldn’t be seen leaving, not now, not after coming so close. As the door clicked shut behind them, I wasted no time. I crawled out of the closet and dashed toward the window. With shaky hands, I pried it open just enough to squeeze t
RevelationsDamien’s POV“D—dad. I didn’t see you there.” I stammered“That doesn’t answer my question. Do you know what this is?” Dad started. “The power this thing emanates is likened to that of an eldershard crystal. This thing is very dangerous and even more than that, it’s very rare. So I would like to know where you found it.”“It’s complicated.”“What if I ground you for a year. Would that make things less complicated?”“Okay I’ll tell you.” I replied, defeated. “But promise you won’t get mad.”“I’m already mad.” Dad replied “This thing can only be found with sorcerers or elves so unless you encountered one, there’s absolutely no way you should have this. So I would like to know what you’ve gotten yourself into.”“Elves? Sorcerers?” I asked. “What are you talking about, dad?”“I’m asking the questions here mister.” Dad replied. “So? About this. How did it end up with you?”“Well, I saw my English teacher yesterday running from something and … you’re going think I’m crazy.”“I d
** ** **The soft glow of morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in warm, golden hues. The air felt crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and freshly turned earth. Birds chirped outside, their songs blending with the distant rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze. The sky, tinged with shades of pink and orange, seemed to stretch endlessly, as the sun slowly climbed above the horizon. The peacefulness of the early hour filled the space, quiet and serene, as the world around me gradually stirred to life. For a moment, everything felt still, wrapped in the delicate calm of the new day.I stood up, still thinking about what dad said yesterday. I had to figure out what’s going on in Riverdale high without giving myself away.Shit, I’ve already told my friends that I still remember everything that happened the other day at Lydia’s. They’ll now know for sure that I still remember. I know I can trust them though. They’re definitely not working with whoever is behin
The Plan Dad was more excited about me getting my powers than I was. Even though I could only float for now, it was something he couldn’t and hence, the reason for the excitement. He felt like I was going to be a different type of werewolf, a more powerful type. “So only floating?” Dad asked as we stood facing each other in the middle of our garage. Our garage was located behind our house. A bit far away from where eyes from our neighbors could reach. “Yeah.” “Super strength always comes almost immediately. Even before the claws so let’s check to see if you have super strength yet.” Dad lifted a dumbbell with two fingers and walked closer to me, handing it over to me expecting me to lift it the same way he did. Surprisingly, when I lifted it with two fingers, it felt light. “Yes!” Dad said. “Wait till I rub it in your mom’s face that you took after me and not her.” “What do you mean?” “Well, forest werewolves don’t have super strength.” “Says who?” Mom said as she w
The room was a wreck. Furniture smashed, papers scattered everywhere. But more importantly, every single one of the ten men who had attacked me was on the floor, unconscious. And standing in the middle of the room, catching his breath, was someone I never expected to see. Dad. He stood there, calm and composed, barely even winded. Slowly, he pulled off the mask covering his face, and I stared at him in shock. His eyes met mine, intense but calm. “Damien,” he said quietly, like this was all just another day. “What the hell are you doing here?” I couldn’t speak. I could barely think. My dad—my dad—had just taken out ten supernatural guys like it was nothing. I had no idea how or why, and I was left with nothing but questions. I knew all the years that he had his powers for would’ve made him powerful but I never expected him to be this clinical. “I’m sorry dad. I-I wanted to get hostages. A person I could question so that I could get answers about what was going on.” My dad sig
The New studentThe soft, golden rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Damien’s room. Outside, birds chirped happily, filling the crisp autumn air with their lively melody. The sky was a clear blue, with only a few wisps of clouds lazily drifting by, promising a perfect day ahead.Damien stirred under the covers, blinking against the light that gently nudged him awake. His eyes slowly adjusted as he stretched, feeling the coolness of the morning air against his skin. He could hear the faint sounds of life stirring in the house – the clatter of dishes, the hum of conversation, the smell of coffee drifting up from the kitchen.Pushing himself out of bed, Damien ran a hand through his tousled hair and glanced at the clock. It was still early, but the day had already begun. He quickly threw on a t-shirt and jeans before heading down the hall to find his younger sister, Clary, already waiting by the stairs.“Good morning,” she greeted him with a
Damien smirked, leaning back in his chair as if accepting her challenge. “I’m into obscure mythology and folklore. You know, stuff most people wouldn’t bother reading about.”“Really?” Matilda’s eyes lit up, feeling a connection immediately. “That’s so cool! I love mythology, too. It’s like looking into a world we’ll never really understand, but it’s so fascinating to try.”Damien looked surprised for a moment, then laughed softly, his demeanor relaxing. “I don’t meet a lot of people who think like that.”“Well,” Matilda said, standing directly across from him without really thinking about it, “you just did.”For the first time, Damien’s smile seemed genuine, his eyes softening as he looked at her. “Guess I did.”The librarian hushed them making them both chuckle a bit realizing that they were talking out loud in a place that was supposed to be quiet. Damien doesn’t come to the library often, he was only there because he was trying to get clues about what other creatures could be at p
Off to EnglandAs the days went by, Matilda and Damien became more close. They did almost everything together. Matilda dragged Damien so far away from his usual friend group to be with only her. It was almost as if they were dating. Felix, Lydia and the others complained constantly that Damien had been distant but he kept reassuring them that it was because of exams that he hadn’t been around them much. The moment their exams were concluded, Damien met up with Matilda.“Hey.”“Hey.”“So how were your exams?”“You know, the usual. Not too bad and not too good but the results will tell. How was yours?”“I don’t usually take exams too seriously, a C is usually good enough for me but studying with you made me feel like that grade was too little.”“Because it is.”“You’re at it again. Why can’t you just let me fail in peace?” Damien asked jokingly.“Because what kind of friend let her friend fails exams?”“The supportive type?” Damien asked. “What if I want us to be more than just friends