ABBYI couldn’t stop staring at the text from Trevor, and I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as his name kept ringing in my head. My mind drifted back to the visions I had earlier, and I couldn’t shake off the image of Trevor aiming a gun at me and telling me to run. It felt so real.He looked so hostile and his whole demeanor was grim. What connection did he have with Jericho?Where had he been all this while?I fought the urge to call him because I was still in the car with Blake. So I texted him, “Where are you ?"He texted back almost immediately "I'll see you in school tomorrow." I wanted to ask more questions, but I restrained myself. A sharp pain surged through my chest as I thought about Ashley. Blake looked at me through the rearview mirror and noticed my uneasiness, so he turned on the radio, in an attempt to draw my attention. The voice on the radio was a reporter from the local newspaper, he was describing the body of a young girl which was found on the outskirts of town
TREVOR{Thursday 8 days to the blood moon}I woke up to the sound of a gritty voice, whispering in my ear.“Good morning Trevor, my name is Jonathan Gordon. But you can call me Jericho.”I was stunned when I opened my eyes and saw his face. He was leaning toward me with a glass of water as he smiled. He had a long scar across his face and dark brown eyes.“What's going on?” I asked.“Let's go downstairs and have a chat,” he replied as he got up and walked out of the room.I looked out through the window and saw two moving trucks and a lot of cars. Some men were moving furniture out of my house and putting them in the trucks, while the rest of them stood beside the trucks with firearms.Everything was happening too fast, it felt like a dream.I was overwhelmed as I walked down the stairs and looked into the living room. More than half of the furniture had already been moved, and some men were moving the rest of the furniture through the door, as three men took pictures of the places th
ASHLEY {Friday, 7 days to the blood moon}We sat on the road for a while, feeling the scorching heat from the woods as we stared into the blazing inferno.Tiffany was still weak, even though she had regained consciousness.Peter's voice broke the tense silence. "We must take her to the hospital," he urged, concern etched on his face.I hesitated, my mind preoccupied with Abby's safety. "But what about Abby? We can't abandon her in the woods."“The fire is too much. She can't be in there.” Peter exclaimed.We can't waste any more time. Let's split up," shJennifer suggested. "Check for Abby at home, and meet us back at the hospital."With a nod of agreement, we quickly scattered, each taking a different path.Peter carried Tiffany in his arms as they headed toward Lockwood hospital. I turned in the opposite direction and I ran as fast as I could, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I prayed that Abby would be safe.When I arrived at my house, I burst through the door and searched eve
SHERIFF{Saturday// 6 days to the blood moon}Lockwood had always been a peaceful town. No robberies, no fights, and no deaths. So, my heart skipped when an anonymous caller told me about a war in the woods. She mentioned werewolves and hunters who called themselves Jericho and told me to watch out for a girl named Abby Chesterfield. I tried to shake it off as a prank call, but the urgency in her tone wouldn’t let me.I received another call from the station, the voice on the other end hushed and tense. "Chief, there was a fire last night," the caller whispered."In the woods?" I inquired, attempting to sound casual.“Yeah, how did you know?”“I got an anonymous call,” I sighed.“Oh okay. What should I do?” he asked.“Call an ambulance and a fire engine. I’ll meet you at the station.” I instructed firmly“Okay chief,” he acknowledged before hanging up.After my shower, I dressed in my uniform and descended the stairs to find my wife flipping pancakes and my daughter munching on cereal
MOLLY{Wednesday 9 days to the blood moon}I was on a hunt with my boyfriend Blake when an SUV arrived in the woods. I recognized the symbol on the driver's neck, Jericho. Blake told me that they were werewolf hunters before he turned into a wolf and pounced on the car, breaking the windshield and pulling the driver out. A lean man with gray hair got down from the car with a glowing box and threw it at Blake.I felt the energy being drained out of me as Blake fell and turned back into a human. The closer the box was to me, the weaker I felt.The lean man walked calmly towards me and put the box in my hands. I felt so weak; I was barely standing. He smiled and took the box before saying; “my name is Jonathan Gordon, and I’m not your enemy.”I stared at him for a while and looked back at Blake, who was being tied up by the driver, then I asked; “what do you want with us?”He leaned forward until our foreheads were touching, then placed his left hand on my shoulder and studied my face fo
ABBY{Tuesday, 3 days to the blood moon}When the sheriff heard my name, his expression was unchanged. He stared at me blankly and his breathing was steady like he already knew my name, he already knew who I was. He gave me a missing person form and left the office. Then he came back with the map from my vision. “I can help you find your sister,” he said as he gave me the map. “But I need you to listen to me.”“Okay,” I nodded.“The man I was at your school with is the head of ‘project Jericho’. He took your sister, but he also took my wife and kid. So, I have to cooperate with him.”He paced around the room and continued; “I sent some trusted people to rescue them. So, all I need from you in the meantime is to act like you know nothing.”I stared at him for a while, thinking of the right questions to ask.“How do you know my sister?” I asked.“She came here on Saturday and told me everything she knew about Jericho. We planned to meet the next day, but she was taken.”I was about to
ABBY{Tuesday, 3 days to the blood moon}“I love you, Abby Chesterfield,” kept ringing in my head. I didn't know how to reply, and he didn’t need me to. The thought of running away with him lingered in my mind. All we had to do was to pack a few bags, get some groceries, and leave Lockwood behind with all its madness. But I felt guilty for letting the thought linger, knowing that my sister and the sheriff's family were still with Jericho. “We can't run away,” I said. “I'm the reason Lockwood is in danger, so I have to stay and fight. I owe them that much.”“It's not your fault, Abby,” he said and wrapped his arm around my waist. “I understand why you want to stay and fight, but it's pointless. We can't win. Jericho is bigger than you think, and they came prepared.”“If they are so willing to burn Lockwood to the ground just to find me, what do you think they would do when they don't?” I spluttered and gave him an accusing glare as I got up from the couch.“They need you on the blood
ABBY{Tuesday, 3 days to the blood moon}“What’s going on, Abby?” Trevor asked as he stared at me in alarm. “I can give you a ride home. My dad's car is outside.”I tried to say something, but the ringing in my ears got louder, and my vision blurred until I couldn’t see anything. I pushed past him and staggered down the stairs, trying to steady my steps and my breath.His voice was inaudible as he ran after me. The only sounds I could hear were the heartbeats of everyone I walked past, and howling from afar. I smelt blood and craved it. “Hey, Abby,” David said as he walked up to me and grabbed my arm. I tried to pull my arm away, but his grip was firm. “You can’t leave yet,” he said. “Have a beer before you go.”The ringing in my ears became unbearable, and the dizziness got worse as I tried to steady my legs, which were trembling. “Please, let go of my arm. I need to go,” I struggled to say.But he won't listen. “Just have a beer,” he said.Trevor managed to push past everyone in th
ABBY{Friday, new beginnings}The sunrise had never been as beautiful as it was when I woke up. Ashley and my parents agreed last night to stay in Lockwood since I would rather not move with them to Westview, so it was a breath of fresh air to wake up to the sound of Ashley snoring, as it was before Project Jericho made its way to Lockwood. Trevor and I also got a chance to talk after Blake left the town. So, as I woke up that morning, I woke up as Trevor's girlfriend, and he, my boyfriend. A new beginning for both of us.I was pissed that I still had those werewolf genes in me, though I was glad I wouldn't have to worry about Mr. Gordon anymore. My dad and I finally talked last night about how being a werewolf was when he was growing up. He asked me not to view the wolf as an entirely different being, but as an extension of myself or an alter ego, if I preferred. He said the only way to tame it was to become one with it. So, when I slept last night, I saw the wolf in my dream.
ABBY{Thursday, 6 days after the blood moon}It would've been foolish to think Mr. Gordon would leave without a fight, and I wasn't a fool. Neither was Molly. I would've preferred it if Mr. Gordon took out the wolf genes from my body as he did my sister before they made him leave, but Molly wasn't keen on listening to anyone. She believed I would find a way to control the wolf, a way to speak to it and tame it. But I didn't think so. Even if the wolf could be tamed, I didn't know if I wanted to. Taming it would mean constantly carrying it in me, fighting to suppress it every day, every night, and every full moon. How long could I keep up with that? I wondered. How long till the wolf refuses to be suppressed? How long until I became a monster?“Abby? Are you okay?” Blake asked as he gently stroked my arm. “Just a little tense,” I sighed. “Molly should be back by now. They should all be back.”“Speak of the devil,” Blake grinned as the sheriff's car approached, leading a convoy of
ASHLEY{Thursday, 6 days after the blood moon}I was woken by the unsettling sound of someone wheezing beside me, and I noticed something which felt like a pipe in my throat as I opened my eyes. Peter removed the Venturi mask on my face and carefully pulled out a tube from my mouth as he struggled to stop himself from wheezing. I coughed and gasped for air as I tried to stand up, and Peter rubbed my back to ease the cough. Apart from the sound of both of us coughing, three beeping monitors were in the room. Some of the monitors were connected to my arm with wires I just pulled out, and there were wires on Peters's bed. He must've removed them from his arm before I woke up. “Are you okay?” Peter asked, still wheezing. “Breathe,” he said. “Just breathe.”“What's going on?” I asked, darting around the room. We must've been unconscious for a while, seeing as I could barely remember a thing. “We need to get out of here,” he said. “This is about the time they come to sedate us. We nee
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I could barely hear the drumming over the sound of my heart beating loudly in my ears. Trevor stood with Omari as I entered the circle to meet Blake, and I saw the fear in his eyes as he looked at me, even after I said I trusted him. Omari howled, and everyone followed as the full moon emerged from the clouds. I saw Blake pull a dagger out of his jacket pocket, and I felt my muscles expanding and my bones shifting. My vision blurred, and everything around me seemed red as I fought within myself to remain in control. For an instant, it seemed as though everything moved in slow motion, and I was a spectator rather than an actor. It felt like I was watching my body take form and move without me being able to control it.Blake took off his jacket as his fingers turned to claws, and lunged at me with the dagger, cutting me on my arm and pushing me to the ground. He wasn't fazed by how quickly I got back up, and I didn't feel pain from th
BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I glanced at all the rooms in the base through the monitors, and I was amazed at how lightly guarded they were, as opposed to how it was before the blood moon. My dad, unconscious, was in one room, Ashley and Peter in another. The Chesterfields were in the hallway, arguing about something, and... My eyes widened as I saw Henry Luther and his wife in another room with Venturi tubes on their faces. “Yes,” Mr. Gordon grinned, noticing the shock on my face. “It's going to be a big family reunion tomorrow,” he said. “Abby and her parents, you, and your dad. Everyone would be happy in the end. Don’t you think?”What did I think? Well, he didn’t know what was coming. “I’ll bring them tomorrow,” I muttered. “And my dad better be in good shape.”“Not you won’t,” he grinned. “You see, I don’t trust you, Blake. Stay in your house, and I’ll send your dad to you once I see Abby and Trevor. If I don’t see them in my base tomorrow, and I have to find
MOLLY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}“Well, we didn’t have to wait too long to meet again,” Abby grinned as I entered the house. “We didn’t,” I tittered and looked away.I wish I could’ve stayed away, but the thought of the Gordons still breathing didn’t sit right with me. Abby beamed as she stared at me. My presence must’ve been somewhat comforting to her. She needed a distraction to take her mind off the elephant in the room, or rather, the wolf in her body, but I wasn’t there to give her comfort. I clarified it for Blake as much as it was clear to me that the only reason I was in Lockwood was for vengeance. As I looked at Trevor behind Abby, I envied them because I knew they could still have their whole love story when the issue with Project Jericho was over. If they wanted. Abby could even have Blake if she wanted to, but who did I have? What did I have apart from vengeance to keep my heart pumping? I had nothing. Nothing at all. I didn’t tell Blake what my mom saw
BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}The only thing worse than losing a loved one is losing another, knowing you could've prevented it. I wish I could’ve done more for Kelvin before he died, but even in his last moments, I was busy carrying Abby and caring so much about her well-being instead of him. We fought each other a lot in this lifetime. Him joining the shadow clan, and me, remaining in the pack. But watching him die was difficult, knowing it wasn't one of Molly's illusions. When I accepted Kelvin’s death, I knew that the only family I had left was my dad. So I had to get him back, no matter what.As I drove down to the Lockwood signpost to wait for Molly, I knew I wanted nothing more than to leave Lockwood behind and everything in it. My feelings for Abby aside, I had nothing else to do in that town. And loving her wouldn't compensate for how miserable I felt. Molly and I had already agreed that the only thing we had to do in Lockwood was to find my dad and ave
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}Perhaps it wasn't so bad to be loved by more than one person, and maybe it's not outrageous to love them back. Blake and Trevor were very divergent people. Different views, different interests, and different ways of expressing themselves. The ever-erratic Blake, and the calm, collected Trevor. One, an Alpha werewolf. The other, a normal teenager. It worried me that I would come to a point where I had to choose between them because I knew what my decision might’ve been.Perhaps if I wasn't so good at being loved, I wouldn't have had to decide in the first place. “Let's get you back to the house before Omari sends his goons after us,” Blake sighed as he turned on the car and steered it into the road. “Molly has mastered control over her wolf instincts, and I can't remember the last time she turned. Maybe she could help you with that when she arrives:”I didn't know if I wanted to tame the wolf as much as I wanted to get rid of it, but I h
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I was terrified by the dark thing that slept in me as I struggled to wake up. I saw myself running in the woods from a wolf with green eyes like mine, but I couldn't get far before it caught up with me. I was scared when the wolf turned human and approached me because I was standing face-to-face with myself. Other werewolves were one with their wolf, but the wolf in me had a mind of its own. The last thing I saw before walking up was Xavier, covered in blood on the ground and begging me to stop.When I opened my eyes, I saw Omari sitting on my bed with a strange bottle and glass of water. “Good morning, Abby,” he grinned as he gave me the glass. “How do you feel?I finished the water in a single gulp and tried to get up, but a sharp pain in my head stopped me. “What happened?” I asked as I lay back on the bed. “I don't remember falling asleep.”“Do you remember almost killing my son?” he asked. Not accusingly, nor did he sound angered. H