She stepped silently into the dark forest, barely aware of the
fading sunlight. She was listening. Listening to the soft, wispy
voices all around her. They surrounded her from every angle. In
front of her. Behind her. In her ear. They were everywhere.
They all seemed to blend into one another. Their voices sounding
as one. Their words were impossible to decipher. Their low
chanting began to grow louder. Their pace quickened.
Animal cries filled the dusk air. Birds called franticly. Varying
cries echoed throughout the dense forest. After a few horrifying
moments all the noise abruptly ceased, and the forest was cast
into silence. From the deepest, darkest depths, came the howl of
* * * *
The alarm clock beeped loudly in her ear. She swatted at it
lazily, her hand thumping the nightstand, but missing the clock.
Finally she struck home and the stupid thing shut up. She sighed
and rolled over. Within seconds a soft snore rose from her
She was completely unaware of the shadowy figure by the window.
With one glance, it was gone.
Wolves hadn't left Sylfi's mind since she had had that strange
dream. Why had she been at the edge of those woods? Why had the
wolf in her dream howled? Was it possible that it hadn't been a
These questions buzzed in her head as she got dressed for school
that morning. Somehow she had slept in, which was totally unlike
her. The bus was due to arrive within ten minutes, and she hadn't
even brushed her hair yet. Or her teeth for that matter.
She sighed as she pulled on her black v-neck sweater. It was too
early to be thinking about all these questions. She pulled a pair
of blue skinny-jeans from her drawer and quickly pulled them on.
She fished in the top drawer for a pair of socks.
After she was completely dressed she left her room and headed
downstairs to the bathroom. She lived in the attic of her
parents' house. But she very rarely saw them. They were always
off on business trips to places like Tokyo, Japan.
She hurriedly went through her Monday morning routine. Soon she
was headed out the door, book-bag, binder, and cream cheese bagel
She blew a stray strand of midnight black hair out of her face as
she sat down on the rusty little bench she had put there years
ago. No other kids lived on her street so she had always had the
bus-stop to herself. And she had been fine with this. After all,
she really wasn't one for socializing.
She just didn't seem to fit in with other people. Now, if you put
her with a dog, she'd be perfectly happy. Animals weren't a
problem. She could understand them easily. But humans? She had no
luck. She just didn't understand them sometimes. And that's why
people think she's odd; she doesn't understand her own species.
Sylfi didn't care. She never had. All she thought of was the
mysterious forests covering the nearby mountains. They held so
many secrets that she was just craving to discover.
She bit into the warm bagel, her teeth slicing through the soft
bread. In a few minutes the bagel was reduced to nothingness.
She heard the bus pull onto her road. Its tires pounding against
the hilly dirt road. As she stood up she glanced across the road,
and into the woods. A shadowy figure flicked across her vision.
She blinked and squinted her eyes to try and catch
another glimpse at whatever it was that she had seen, but at that
moment the bus pulled to a screeching halt in front of her. She
boarded the bus with a heavy sigh.
* * * *
School was, and had always been, easy. The work was simple and
the people easily categorized. There were the popular kids, the
jocks, the class clowns, the goths, and the unpopular kids. Sylfi
herself didn't fall into any of these categories, and was
therefore criticized by all of them.
She went about her day as she always did, avoiding other kids,
acing tests, and daydreaming during much of her class periods.
Today her daydreams consisted of the mysterious forest and the
wolf that had howled that night.
She still wasn't sure whether or not it had just been a dream, or
if she had actually gone outside. There was no way of telling
either. Unless, someone had seen her. But that was ridiculous.
Who knows what time she might have gone out there?
"Sylfi? What's the answer to number two?" Her teacher's voice
jarred her from her thoughts.
* * * *
She hopped off the bus and watched as it zoomed away. She
remembered what she had seen that morning. Knowing her parents
wouldn't be home for at least a couple more weeks, she had no
fear of being scolded for staying out late.
So, maybe she could venture a little, just a little, ways into
the forest? After all, what harm could it do?
She entered the forest silently. She had left her schoolbags at
the bench, that way she wouldn't be lugging them through the
The forest was filled with the normal sounds of animal life. Not
at all like in her 'dream' . She took a couple steps forward her
feet crunching the dead leaves.
Some trees still held onto their leaves, though for the most part
they looked pretty scraggly. The coniferous trees still bore
their sharp spiny needles, which poked her as she walked by.
She passed through and under many spider webs. But it didn't
phase her a bit and she continued on. As she went deeper into the
forest the animals voices grew fainter, as if something were
warding them off.
The sun was beginning to go down, but she didn't notice. Her
thoughts were on whatever it could be that was keeping the
animals away. Because as she traveled even farther their sounds
Suddenly she burst through the dense woods and found herself in a
small meadow. Located at its center was a large log cabin. It
looked to be in good shape, but seemed abandoned. Unsure of what
to do, she cautiously set off towards it.
Many wildflowers grew in the meadow, and she found herself
bending down to smell them several times. There were bluebells,
marigolds, foxgloves, and, her favorite, snapdragons. They
carpeted the ground with a marvelous sprawling beauty.
She approached the cabin with an unsure foot. She calmly went up
the steps and knocked on the big wooden door. She waited a few
moments. No reply. She knocked again. Still no reply. She sighed
and turned to leave. Her nose bumped into someone's chest.
She took a staggering step back, and took a clearer look at who
she had collided into. It was a boy somewhere around her age, if
not a little older. He was tall, very tall. She peered up at his
He had well-tanned skin, shiny blackish-brown hair, and startling
vivid yellow eyes. He stared down at her in equal wonderment. She
knew he had easily taken in her pale skin, and raven hair, but it
was her eyes that he was obviously having trouble with.
He stared into them with a perplexed look upon his face. And she
stared back, although none perplexed, just trying to figure out
where the heck he'd come from. She hadn't heard him come up
behind her, and she hadn't seen him anywhere nearby. He certainly
couldn't have just appeared! So where'd he come from?
She noticed he was still staring at her eyes. "I know, I know.
You've never seen anyone with red eyes. Trust me, I get it a lot,
But will you please stop staring?" She asked giving him an
He blinked a couple of times and then smiled apologetically. "Um,
yeah. Sorry." His voice was loud and somewhat rugged.
She smiled. "It's alright. I'm sure you get stared at a lot too.
Considering the fact that you have yellow eyes and all. Which
leads me to ask, are they naturally that color?" She asked trying
to make some social progress.
He gave an amused smile. "Of course they're naturally this color.
Are yours naturally red?"
She blushed slightly. "Yeah. I was born this way. Freaked the
doctor so much, he dropped me." She attempted at making him
It worked. He laughed, but just a little. He smiled down at her,
and then offered his hand. "The name's Derik. I live here with a
bunch of my friends." She shook his hand.
It was amazingly warm. She smiled at him politely. "My name is
Sylfi. I live through the forest on Soull St. I don't think I've
ever seen you at school. Are you home taught?"
He shook his head. "No, we just don't go. You have a pretty name.
Just don't ask me to spell it." He turned and looked over the
meadow. "The guys will be back soon. And it's getting pretty
dark. Maybe you should go home?" He seemed worried about
something; she could hear it in his voice.
She frowned. He turned back and noticed her pouting. "I'll give
you a flower." He offered.
He had a slight smile on his face. "Snapdragon?" She asked
He smiled brightly. "If that's what you want." He motioned for
her to follow him as he hopped briskly down the steps.
He led her to a small patch filled with bright blooms of
snapdragons. "Which one? Or could I pick one out for you?" He
gestured to the many flowers.
she smiled at his eagerness. "You can pick one out, and I'll tell
you if I like it or not." She grinned.
He rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath. He
bent down and paused with his hand over a patch of brightly
colored orange ones. Then he reached for a couple of red ones
instead. He scooped them up and added a couple orange, yellow,
and white ones to the mix.
He turned back to her, flowers in hand. There was such a large
grin on his face that it practically touched both ears. "Will
these work?" He handed them to her.
She laughed. "Yes, and thank you very much. I love these things.
They're my favorites." She said as she took them.
His grin grew even wider, and his mouth opened to reveal a sharp
set of teeth.
She stared at his teeth in amazement. They were all pointed, like
that of a dog, or a wolf. She shook her head to snap herself out
of it. She looked back into his gleaming yellow eyes. "Well, I
suppose I have to go now, huh?" She smiled sadly. "Thanks for the
flowers. It was nice talking to you."
He smiled. "No problem. You can probably come back tomorrow if
you want. It's getting dark. You should get going."
She nodded and sighed.
She started off in the direction she had come. "Bye!" she called
back to him.
* * * *
She laid her bags on her bed and headed downstairs to eat. After
she had finished her dinner, and was ready for bed, she headed
back upstairs. She closed her bedroom door and turned off her
light. her eyes rapidly adjusted to the darkness of her room.
She walked to her bed, moved the covers back, and quietly laid
down. She closed her eyes. Within minutes she was asleep.
* * * *
The next morning she once again woke up late.
She was in good spirits. She wore a red snapdragon in her hair,
along with a red sweater and blue-jeans. She was sitting on the
rusty bench, when out of nowhere Derik walked up to her.
She gazed up at him in surprise. He was wearing the same thing as
yesterday, a pair of black sweatpants, and a grey T-shirt. "Hey.
I see you're wearing one of the flowers. So how was you're
night?" He asked in a cheery voice.
She smiled at him. "Good. Yours?"
"Pretty normal for the most part." He paused and frowned a
little. "If you want to come over you can, but the guys will be
there, so, you know. They really want to meet you. We don't get
out much so they might be a little rude. But there fun to be
around." He was smiling again.
She laughed. She caught the sound of the bus, and turned to look
for it. "My bus will be here in a minute so.." She turned to look
at him, but he had disappeared.
The bus pulled up, and she stepped onto it with a heavy sigh.
'How does he do that?' She asked herself as she sat down in her
usual window seat. 'I'll be sure to ask him tonight.'
She peered out the window as the bus lurched into motion. And
there he was waving to her.
* * * *
She stepped off the bus, and onto the dirt road. Just as she had
yesterday, she left her bags on the bench. She walked across the
road and started into the forest. Her ears picked up all the many
sounds of the animals, and her question came back to her of why
she didn't hear them at the cabin. She would ask when she
It didn't take long. Now that she knew the way, she sprinted
instead of walked. As she approached the meadow she heard many
male voices. Someone was arguing with someone else about cheese
toast, and another person was antagonizing someone whose name she
couldn't pick out over the roars from the two people arguing
about cheese toast.
Suddenly she heard Derik's voice shout over them: "Will you all
just shut up?! I can't even hear myself think! So how am I
supposed to tell you when she's here?"
The voices abruptly ceased. She cautiously stepped out from the
safety of the thick forest. She looked around her. There were at
least seven other boys besides Derik. They studied her, like she
was a deer standing in front of a pack of wolves.
Four of them stood in a group in front of the cabin. The other
three were sitting by the patch of snapdragons. All of them had
their eyes on her. Even Derik. He seemed to be confused, but
happy at the same time.
She was paralyzed by fear. She couldn't move. Her muscles had
tightened, and her feet were stone. her lungs began to constrict,
and her head felt like it was about to burst. Her heart raced,
beating so loud it hurt her ears.
Suddenly Derik was beside her. "Breathe Sylfi. Come on, breathe."
He whispered softly in her ear.
She realized why she had been feeling so dreadful as she took in
a much needed breath of air. She had forgotten to breathe! 'Me
and my stupid social anxieties!' She thought as she felt the
sharp pains of what had just occurred.
"Jeez. I didn't realize you were so easily immobilized." Derik
commented, laying a hand on her shoulder.
"Sorry," She said getting her voice back, "I have some really bad
Derik merely nodded. "It's okay. I used to have the same problem.
That's how I recognized what was wrong. Are you okay now, or do I
need to get you inside to rest?" He looked at her concerned.
She looked at him and gave a small smile. "I'm fine. It's just
you know, the, oh, I don't know. How did you overcome it?" She
looked at him questioningly.
A corner of his mouth twitched. "One day I woke up and just
didn't have any problems with it anymore. But I would suggest
slowly socializing more and more. And please remember to breathe.
There won't always be someone there to remind you." His voice was
She nodded. "I know."
He nodded. "Well, I guess I'd best introduce you, huh?" He
She smiled, but her face paled a little. "Yeah, before they start
arguing about cheese toast again."
Derik burst out laughing. "You must have good hearing to of heard
that. Poor Chris was being tortured by Max."
"How so?" She asked.
"He was tearing Chris's cheese toast to shreds in the kitchen."
Derik laughed again.
Her eyebrows disappeared into her black hair. "So all that fuss
really was over a piece of cheese toast?" She asked in disbelief.
Derik nodded, she barely contained her laughter.
"Ok," He sighed, "Let's get this over with."
He whistled in a high pitch tone that Sylfi could barely hear.
Instantly all the boys lined up in a row behind Derik. All of
them had different hair colors.
Some of them had blond hair others had black. Their eye colors
also varied. Some had blue, brown, blue-green, and one had misty
grey eyes. The one with mist colored eyes was staring at her, but
she had the feeling he couldn't actually see her, that he was
blind. "Derik?" She whispered, "Is he blind?"
The misty eyed boy smiled. "That I am ma'am. Sorry if my staring
is unnerving, but I like to know where people are. You sound very
pretty. What color are your eyes?" He asked politely.
Sylfi gave an embarrassed smile. "My eyes are red." She said.
Confusion flickered across his face. "An interesting color for
eyes to be. Kind of like when Derik's turn purple." He paused, a
thoughtful expression on his face. "Derik you don't think it's
possible she. . .?"
Derik grimaced. "Not right now Markus."
The boy-Markus-nodded his black hair dancing. Another boy piped
up, "Derik it is possible."
Derik made a low sound that closely resembled a growl. "You don't
think I know this, Blane?! Why don't we deal with these issues
when our company has left? Okay? Okay."
The boy who had spoken-Blane-rolled his eyes and blew a strand of
his red hair out from in front of his eyes. "Whatever." He
His green eyes glared at her. 'No not green, light blue? No,
brown?!' She looked at them in confusion.
Derik noticed her looking at Blane and whirled around to face
him. "Stop it right now!" He growled at Blane.
Blane ignored him and continued to stare at her. His eyes turned
crimson, and a corner of his mouth twitched into a smile. Sylfi
heard herself growl, but didn't acknowledge it until Blane
growled back. She was startled that she was capable of making
such a noise, and that she had done it without realizing it.
Once again the sound rippled through the air, and once again she
was shocked that she continued to growl. Blane raised himself up
to his full height, and towered over her. Sylfi found herself
rocking back onto her heels and growling in a dangerously low
Derik was staring at her in shock. "Told you, Derik. She isn't
normal. This bitch is different." Blane said growling just as low
Derik growled at him. "Back down Blane. I'll take care of it." He
turned back to Sylfi, who was still glaring at Blane. "Calm down.
There's no one here who's going to hurt you." He whispered to her
in a soft tone.
Sylfi looked into his commanding yellow eyes. Her growling
dissipated and her face became riddled with confusion. "Why was I
growling?" She demanded franticly as she looked at the ground.
Derik frowned. "Sylfi calm down. It was nothing. Trust me, okay?
You probably just got carried away." He gently put his finger
under her chin and forced her to look at him.
She smiled faintly. "I do get carried away sometimes. I'm sorry."
Derik shook his head. "Don't be, Blane was the one out of line,
not you." He looked up at the setting sun. "You better go. We'll
get everyone acquainted tomorrow, okay?"
She frowned. "My parents are out of town, and I'm home alone, so
I won't get in trouble if I stay out a little late." She looked
at him anxiously.
He sighed. This was just what he needed. Her to stay.
That would cause some problems. 'But tonight it should be okay.'
He thought to himself as he stared into her fiery eyes. "Fine.
But you can't stay too long. I wouldn't want you to get lost on
your way home." He said looking at her again.
She beamed with joy. He laughed at this. "Okay. Let's get this
done. Chris, come here would you?"
A boy with blond hair and blue-green eyes stepped up to them
timidly. He waved cautiously at Sylfi. "Hi. My name's Chris. Nice
to meet you." He paused and then looked at his bare feet. "Do you
like cheese toast?"
Sylfi was confused for a moment, but then she remembered what she
had heard earlier. "It's okay." She said with an amused smile.
Chris nodded, and then stepped back to his place in the line.
Derik smiled at her. "Max."
Max stepped up to her. "Hi. You're cute."
Sylfi smiled at the black haired, brown eyed boy before her.
"Nice to meet you too."
The boy grinned and stepped back.
Derik glared at Max before calling out the next name, "David."
A boy with brown hair and blue eyes stepped up. "Hey, babe." He
grinned at her with sharp white teeth.
She laughed. "Hi."
He stepped back.
Derik sighed and shook his head. "Dalton."
Another boy with black hair and blue eyes stepped up. "Hello. How
are you?" He smiled as he held out his hand.
"Fine. Thank you." She said as she shook hands with him.
He nodded politely and took a step back. Derik sighed. Next in
line was Blane. Derik opened his mouth to call him up, but before
he could say anything Blane was already standing in front of her,
actually, there was only about three inches of space between
Sylfi looked up at him in astonishment. She hadn't even seen him
move. It was like he had just appeared in front of her. She felt
his body heat radiating from him. His hot breath blew on her
hair. He began sniffing the air around her, and then he bent down
sniffed her hair.
She shuddered, and her back tingled with waves of heat. "You
smell normal, but you don't look or act it." He growled.
Sylfi shuddered again. He pulled back from her, and now there was
about a foot between them. "I don't understand this?" He sighed
looking into her eyes.
Derik was glaring at him darkly. Blane noticed and laughed.
"Someone has to make sure. Besides if she's what I'm thinking she
is, then you can't keep her all to yourself."
She looked between them in confusion. Derik growled at him. "I
told you after she leaves." His voice was dangerously low.
Blane raised a brow. "Don't you wonder how she found us? You know
the rules. It shouldn't have been possible for her to cross the
boundary, and yet here she is. Can you explain that?" He
Derik gave him an evil look. She was still confused as she
watched them. "What are you two talking about?"
Derik looked at her sympathetically. "It would probably be best
if you went back home now."
Blane started laughing. "You think that will make the
possibilities go away? Sending her home won't do anything."
Derik growled at him. Then he directed his attention to Sylfi.
"Go home, I'll go get you tomorrow."
Sylfi looked at him severely confused. "Why? Why do I have to go
home?" She asked incredulously.
Blane looked back to her. "Because he doesn't want you here if we
get in a fight. Personally I don't mind. Then you'd see what he
doesn't want you to." Blane chuckled.
"Wha..?" Sylfi asked confused.
Derik growled at Blane again, even more threateningly this time.
Blane growled back ferociously. "Go home, Sylfi." Derik growled.
She looked around her and realized that the other boys were gone.
The sun had set and night had fallen over the meadow. The stars
twinkled at her from above. Blane laughed. "You'd better get out
of here before he loses it girl." He slapped her on the butt and
she jumped. "Get girl." She didn't know why but she ran.
She ran through the dark forest and into her house. She hadn't
even bothered to get her books. She had just ran until she found
herself in her room. She plopped down on her bed, and gasped for
* * * *
She woke up in the middle of the night. Her room was pitch black.
She couldn't see a thing.
She slowly sat up, and allowed her eyes to adjust. Her room was
quieter than usual. She moved herself out of the bed, and flicked
the light switch. Light flooded the room. Seeing nothing out of
place she turned the light back off and laid back down in her
Soon she was fast asleep. A dark figure loomed up from the
shadows of the closet. He cast a weary eye about the room, and
then hovered over her. She was sleeping deeply already. Her eyes
tightly closed. He watched the way she moved in her sleep.
Realizing that she was obviously having a dream that involved
running. 'A nightmare perhaps?' He thought to himself.
He walked to the open window, and quietly vanished out of it.
* * * *
Sylfi woke up with a start when something pressed against her
cheek. She flung herself up and looked around half-dazed for the
culprit. What she found creeped her out severely. Derik was
sitting on the end of her bed with a bowl of cereal on his lap,
the spoon in his hand half raised to his open mouth. He had
frozen in place when she jumped up.
She looked at him disbelievingly. He shoved the spoonful of
cereal into his mouth. She continued to stare at him in utter
disbelief. "What? Do I have something on my face?" He asked with
a mouth full of food.
"Wha..? What the hell are you doing here?!" She asked in a
freaking out tone.
He finished chewing and then swallowed. "Your window is open." He
Her jaw dropped. "And that means you can just come in, sit on my
bed and eat, what are those? Coco puffs?"
He shrugged, shoving another spoonful into his mouth. She covered
her face with her hands and groaned. Her head fell back and
thunked against the wall. "Ow." She muttered.
He looked at her, milk dribbling on his chin. He wiped it off
with his arm. "Someone was here last night. Someone other than
you. Do you know who they were?" He asked looking concerned.
"No! I didn't even know you were here! Let alone someone else!"
She yelled at him.
He sighed. He looked at her. Her navel
was covered by blanket, but her top-half was in a black
camisole. "Are you wearing anything other than that tank-top?" He
asked eying her warily.
She looked at him, dumbfounded. "That is none of your business!"
He sighed. "I wasn't being perverted. I thought that may be why
you're getting so offended. You really mustn't be so quick to
She felt a little guilty for snapping at him. "Sorry. I just
can't believe you would sneak in here like this." Then she
remembered what had awoken her. "Did you touch my cheek? That's
the reason I woke up in the first place. I felt something on my
He was chewing more coco puffs. He waited till he had swallowed
to give her an answer. "Sorry. You just looked so peaceful, and
it felt like the right thing to do, so I just, you know stroked
your cheek. I didn't know you'd react the way you did."
Now she felt even worse. After all, he hadn't meant any harm.
Suddenly what he had said early came crashing back to her. "Wait.
You said someone was here last night. I woke up in the middle of
the night, but there was no one here." She paused and then looked
at him. "How would you know if someone had been here anyway?"
He didn't answer. He just continued to thoughtfully shove food
into his mouth.
"Aargh! Really? You aren't going to answer? What was Blane
talking about last night? Why won't you answer any of my
questions? How do you know if someone was here or not last
night?" She asked angrily.
He sighed, and drained his blue bowl of milk. He set it down on
her vanity, and looked at her. The expression on his face was
hard. It was like his face had been carved from stone. "You
really don't want to get into this, Sylfi." He said in a soft but
commanding tone. "You probably wouldn't handle it well."
She steeled herself. "Try me." She growled at him like she had
growled at Blane.
Derik closed his eyes, and the muscles in his jaws stuck out.
"You do not growl at me. I really don't want anything to happen
to you." He said icily.
She was pissed. She didn't like being told what to do. She never
had. So she growled at him. It was a low, menacing growl that
surprised even her.
There was a flurry of motion and suddenly she was laying on her
back. He was over her, his hands pressing her shoulders into the
bed, and his legs on top of her own. He had her pinned down. She
realized this in amazement.
He growled at her again. "I told you not to growl at me, and what
do you do? You growl even louder!"
His body was shuttering as if trying to control something. He
looked like he was trying to hold down an Irish Wolfhound.
His face was a mask of fury. His lips were curled back into an
angry snarl. She shrank back in fear. Shivers ran down her spine,
and the areas where his body touched felt like they were on fire.
"Please don't hurt me." She gasped fearfully.
He chuckled darkly. "If I wanted to hurt you, you'd be in a
hospital by now."
She shuddered. "I'm sorry."
"I'm sure you are. Is this what you wanted? Does this give you
any clues to the answers you wanted? Because you've seen enough
to figure just about all of it out. You're just not educated
enough. Otherwise you would have already been screaming." He said
She looked up into his gleaming yellow eyes. They were like two
fiery suns glowing down at her. 'What does he mean?' She thought
sadly. 'I don't understand any of this.'
Suddenly she felt him relax. He came off of her, and took up his
seat at the foot of the bed again.
"Sorry." He said gruffly.
His face was somewhere between pain and anger. 'Pained anger?'
She thought to herself with a forlorn sigh. "Please just tell
me." She spoke softly.
He shook his head. "No. Not yet." He looked at her. "Please come
back home with me."
She felt like she should have told him no, and sent him home, but
instead she nodded. A smile lit his face and the expression on
his face changed to compassion.
She looked at the clock, and realized that it was 8:00 A.M.! She
had missed her bus! "Oh, crap! I've got to go to school. I
already missed my bus." She cried franticly.
Derik looked at her in amusement. Sylfi jumped out of the bed and
walked towards her dresser. Derik stared at her in amazement. She
stopped halfway and her eyes became red saucers. Derik merely
continued to stare at her barely covered bottom. "Um, Sylfi?" he
"Shut up and turn your head." She growled angrily.
He did as he had been instructed, and she quickly threw on a pair
of blue jeans. "Alright. You can look now." She half growled.
He faced her, a huge grin plastered on his face.
She rolled her eyes. "That was the last thing I needed." She
muttered under her breath.
Derik chortled. "What? Me seeing your black lacy underwear?"
She snarled at him angrily as she brushed her hair. He rolled his
eyes at her, and walked to the window. She quietly attempted to
sneak up on him. She was directly behind him, completely quiet.
He quickly whirled around and wrapped his arms around her.
"Squirm as much as you like, but I'm not going to let go until I
get what I want." He whispered coolly into her ear.
She breathed deeply, surprised by her failure. Her arms were
pressed into his chest, and she had no ways of escape. "And that
would be?" She replied cockily.
He bent down and looked into her eyes. She looked away, tilting
her head down. She felt his hand move her hair, so she closed her
eyes. Suddenly his lips were crushed against hers. She opened her
eyes to find that his were closed. She shoved against his chest,
but he only creased his brow, and kissed harder, pushing his
tongue into her mouth. She was overwhelmed by the hot salty-sweet
flavor that washed through her mouth as their-
-tongues touched. She found herself embracing him by wrapping her
arms about his neck, and moving her leg onto his hip.
Their kiss lasted a few more minutes before he pulled away and
allowed her to breathe. She hyperventilated trying to restore
oxygen to her burning lungs. He grinned at her happily. Once she
had caught her breath she slapped him as hard as she could
square across the face. When her hand connected to his skin, it
felt like he was made of some sort of stone.
She clutched her hand to her chest in moderate pain. He just
stood there. She glared at him. He worked his jaw and pretended
like it had actually hurt. "What was that for?!" He asked more
surprised than angry.
"You should know." She growled haughtily.
He sighed. Reluctantly, he released her. She took a dizzy step
back and rocked on her heels. "Was it at least a little
pleasing?" He asked staring at her longingly.
She turned away from him and sat on her bed. "Humph." She
"Ah, well. I thought it was amazing. You're a very talented
kisser. Was that your first kiss?" He asked.
She nodded solemnly, as she pulled on her shoes. "That was
definitely not how I imagined it."
He snickered. "How did you imagine it?"
"I didn't." She said simply.
"I have my reasons." She scowled.
He shrugged. "Ok, but you have to admit that felt pretty good."
He smiled at her deviously.
"Whatever." She mumbled.
"Ready? Let's go." Derik nonchalantly hopped out the window.
* * * *
Sylfi walked beside him as they traveled through the misty
forest. 'She's so interesting. The way she reacts to stuff is
definitely not normal' He thought as they dodged trees, and tree
limbs. 'The boys keep asking questions that I just don't have the
answers to. Maybe if we made her feel more comfortable, she'd
answer their questions?' He bit his lip. It was worth a try. 'Why
wouldn't she admit that we had had an-'
'-awesome kiss?' He thought bitterly. 'It makes no sense! I
thought it felt so good, and yet she claims she didn't think it
was that good?' He growled to himself.
He put up his hand to halt her. He had heard a low sound. He
didn't recognize it, so it was only best to keep quiet for a
Blane rose up from the shadows of an old oak. He ignored Derik's
staring, and headed for Sylfi. Derik didn't move a muscle as
Blane went up to her. "Sorry, about yesterday and last night.
Please disregard everything that I said." He said, his face a
knot of emotion.
Her brows knit together in confusion, but she smiled. "Thank you,
and I'm sorry too. Please forgive me?" She asked sweetly.
Blane couldn't help but laugh. "But of course."
Derik rolled his eyes. "Are you done yet? Where are the others?"
He asked impatiently.
Blane sighed. "They're waiting on you. We kind of guessed where
you had gone." He glared at Derik.
Sylfi perked up at the mention of the other guys. "Derik, wasn't
there a guy you didn't introduce me to?" She asked remembering
the boy in line behind Blane.
Derik thought for a moment then nodded.
"His name is Jak. He doesn't really have much when it comes to
brains, but he's tough." He said, leading her towards the cabin.
They walked further into the meadow. The flowers were so lush
that they came up to their knees. Sylfi marveled at their beauty.
Both boys watched her intently. "You like gardening?" Blane
looked at her questioningly.
"Yeah." She nodded. "I used to grow various plants in the
windowsills of the guest rooms at home."
"Why did you stop?" Derik cocked his head at her.
She half-smiled. "My parents started complaining about their
missing flower pots." She blushed.
Derik and Blane burst into laughter. They arrived at the steps to
the rather large cabin. It's wooden walls gently creaking with
inside movement. Faint male voices echoed from inside.
Suddenly a face appeared in the nearest window. Blue eyes almost
hidden by brown hair stared at her. "Hey guys! They're home! And
they brought the babe!" David yelled.
Derik rolled his eyes in irritation. Blane laughed. Sylfi smiled
to herself. More faces appeared at the window. Markus, Dalton,
and Matt joined David at the window almost directly after he
spoke. They crowded each other for a view.
They pushed and shoved to see the three outside. "Stop crowding
me!" David laughed shoving Dalton, and Markus off him.
Sylfi and Blane laughed at the hilarious sight. Derik shook his
head and sighed. He smiled at Sylfi and beckoned her up the steps
to the front door. He tried the knob, but it was unfortunately
locked. He closed his eyes and growled lowly to himself.
Giggles and laughter came from behind the door. A muscle in his
jaw strained visibly. "Open the door now." He growled deeply.
The laughter from inside instantly halted. The lock on the door
clicked, and the door slowly creaked open. David's head appeared
from inside. His blue eyes gleamed. He studied Derik's closed
eyes, and tight jaw. David whimpered.
Derik's eyes burst opened, flaming golden orbs glared at David.
With a startled yelp David disappeared inside. Derik sighed. He
held the door open for Sylfi and ushered her silently inside.
Blane snickered as he followed Sylfi inside. Derik shut the door
behind him, and stood beside her anxiously.
The room was large it held two cream-colored sofas, a large TV,
and numerous game stations. Wood paneled walls , and wood floors
made it homely.
'It smells like dog.' Sylfi thought to herself. She scrunched up
her nose and sniffed a little harder just to be sure. 'Definitely
dog.' Derik noticed her odd facial expression, and looked at her
in wonderment. "Is something wrong?" He asked concerned.
"Huh? Oh, no." She looked at him and smiled apologetically. "Do
you have a dog?"
A frown flickered across Derik's face. "No. Why do you ask?" He
asked in a strained voice.
She gave him a confused look. "I just thought I smelled dog.
That's all." She shook her head and turned away from him.
He continued to frown. Blane snuck away and through one of the
eight doors that lined the room. Sylfi stared after him, amused
by his sneaking. "Why are there so many doors?" She asked looking
around the room.
Derik smiled. "There are four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen,
and a den. It's pretty self explanatory that there aren't any
hallways. All the rooms are accessed from this room." He
explained to her with a smile.
Sylfi's eyes widened. "Jeez. My house has twice the rooms, but
they're all linked together by a network of hallways."
Derik laughed. Sylfi shook her head and smiled at him. "Where did
all the guys go?" She asked him.
Derik thought for a moment. "Probably to their rooms. We all
share rooms. Two people per room. I share a room with Markus.
Wanna see?" He asked me with a smile.
Sylfi smiled. "Sure."
Derik grinned to himself as he directed her to the darkest
colored door. He opened it to reveal a comfortable room. The
walls and floor were the same as in the room before. But here
there was a large queen size bed. It was dressed in a blue sheet
set. Markus was sprawled on the bed, his eyes closed, ear-buds in
his ears. His long black hair fanned out on the pillow.
Markus suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up and took the ear-buds
from his ears. "Derik?" He asked looking in Derik's direction.
"Is that Sylfi with you?" His gaze was now directed at her.
"Yes Markus. It's us. I wanted to show Sylfi the room." Derik
smiled at him affectionately.
Markus smiled. "Hello, Sylfi. How are you?"
Sylfi smiled at him. "I'm fine. You?"
"Good." Markus nodded, he looked at Derik now. "Would you like me
Derik laughed, Sylfi stared at him in confusion. "No, Markus. I'm
sure she'll be happy to have your company." Derik smiled at him,
and ruffled his hair.
Markus laughed. He laid back down and plugged in his ear-buds.
Sylfi smiled. "Do you two share a bed?" She looked at Derik.
Derik smiled. "Yeah. The other guys do too. It's pretty weird I
must admit. But it's just like sleeping with a little brother or
sister." Derik patted Sylfi's head.
Sylfi laughed, she ducked away from him and ran out the door,
through the door room, and outside. She continued to run,
allowing her legs to carry her away from the cabin. She stumbled
and her legs collided. With a loud a squeal of shock she fell to
Derik appeared beside her laughing. "You okay?"
He helped her up from the grassy ground. Sylfi laughed with him.
"Yeah. I just tripped on my legs." She blushed.
Derik smiled sympathetically. He had been inches away from her
the entire time. Never before had he seen a person run like that.
Her gait had been so perfectly in tune to his own. "You wanna go
play a video game?"
Sylfi dusted herself off. "Sure, but then we have to go back to
my house, and the other guys gotta come too." She reasoned with a
Derik arched a brow at her. "Oh, really? And why do we have to?"
He asked her cynically.
Sylfi smiled at him smugly. "Cause I'm gonna show you all how to
really have fun." She smiled at him.
Derik laughed. He grabbed her hand and led her into the house.
They played games till seven, and then headed to Sylfi's house to
experience the joys of luxury. They had all kinds of fun, and
soon it was midnight. Derik ushered the boys out of the house.
Then with a smile he left Sylfi with a kiss, and a promise to
* * * *
The darkness filled the room so completely that when she woke up,
she couldn't even see her hand in front of her face. The
floorboards creaked. "Hello?" She asked nervously.
A black shape wrapped around her. Smooth material, and a cold
hand subdued her scream. "Sleep, Sylfi. Sleep and dream." A
velvety voice sent her into a scarlet cocoon of sleep.
* * * *
Sylfi woke without much memory of the night. She sighed as she
dressed. With ease she went about her usual day. Derik did not
appear, nor did any of the other guys. Weeks passed without a
sign of the crew. Sylfi slowly allowed herself to fall back into
her old pattern.
The woods of the surrounding mountains were silent. She glared at
them angrily for withholding their secrets. She began to slowly
forget about the boys. Their memories dulling, and fading with
* * * *
Summer came quickly. There had been many tests to focus on to
keep her mind from the worry of her missing parents. She was
sitting at the table with a bowl of cereal on her lap, and a
romance in her hands. The doorbell rang through her thoughts,
echoing in the silent house.
She smiled to herself in excitement. It was probably her parents
trying to surprise her after being gone for so long. She
navigated through the complicated network of hallways towards the
front door. She composed herself before opening the door.
Checking her clothes for food or dirt. Then, fully satisfied she
opened the door.
Derik stared down at the surprised girl with a small smile. She
didn't react to him at first, but then after a moment of staring
she embraced him in a hug. "Sorry. I thought you were my
parents." She apologized, allowing him in, and shutting the door
He gave her a sad smile. "They'll come home soon, Sylfi." He said
Sylfi gave him a weak smile, and an even weaker nod. "And where
were you?" She asked leading him into the kitchen.
He frowned now. He merely shook his head instead of answering.
Sylfi sighed. "Fine. Don't tell me. That's okay. No one ever
tells me anything anyway." She said in aggravation.
Derik rolled his eyes. "Trust me Sylfi. You don't want to know
where I've been." He looked her over a couple times. "How are you
doing here all by yourself?"
She calmed down a bit, was still ticked that he wouldn't tell her
where he'd been. "Okay, but it is so boring here." She shook her
They sat down at the table. Derik watched her as she ate and read
at the same time. It amused him that such a scattered person
could multitask so well. He examined the back of her book.
He made a face of disgust. 'Romance? Why do women like that crap?
They should read something more action packed.' He thought with a
heavy sigh. "Sylfi?"
"Would you like me to stay here with you till your parents get
Sylfi choked on the spoonful of milk she had just put into her
mouth. Covering her mouth she gagged, and swallowed it. She
placed her book down on the table, and looked at him critically.
"And what do you suppose I do? Let you sleep in my bed with me?"
She asked sarcastically, her blood-red eyes staring at him
A smile pulled at the corner of Derik's mouth. "I was thinking
one of the many guestrooms, but that sounds much better."
Sylfi's jaw dropped. "You little pervert!" She gasped.
Derik's brows disappeared into his brown-black hair. "I never
suggested more than that we share the bed."
She laid her head in her hands and moaned. "What am I going to do
with you?" She grieved.
He laughed. "Good question. But an even better one is what I'm
going to do with you."
Sylfi glared up at him. "You aren't going to do anything with me
if it involves perverted things." Her voice was icily cold, it
chilled Derik visibly.
He shivered. "What's happened to you Sylfi?"
She rolled her eyes. "You, and my parents ditched me for two
months, that's what's happened to me. And my parents still aren't
Derik sighed. They looked at each other for a few minutes. They
kept themselves in silence. For a few more. Sylfi stared at him
pointedly. "Where did you go?" She asked in a painfully innocent,
and sad voice.
Derik closed his bright golden eyes. "Sylfi. I can't tell you
that." He spoke slowly half growling.
She sighed forlornly. "Why not Derik? Please? I won't tell
anyone, I promise. You don't have to tell me everything." She
He opened his eyes. They shined at her like golden sun disks. "I
was in Japan, Sylfi." He looked at her expressionlessly.
Her jaw dropped in astonishment. "My parents are in Japan. Tokyo,
Japan." She muttered looking at him.
Derik nodded. The room was silent.
Sylfi rose shakily from the table. She walked quietly to her
room, and locked the door behind her. Derik sat thoughtfully
where she had left him. Would she figure it out? 'Maybe she
will.' He thought sadly. 'No. She doesn't know enough yet.' He
Sylfi spent the rest of her morning in her room wondering when
her parents were coming back. 'Why does it feel like Derik is
tied to all this?' She asked herself with a soft sob. She stood
up and walked to her vanity. She half-heartedly brushed her hair,
and put on some make-up.
"Knock. Knock. May I come in, Sylfi?" Derik's voice interrupted
"Yes, but you have to promise to do something for me." She tried
to make her voice sound normal.
The door creaked open slightly. Derik's head came into view. His
yellow eyes gleamed at her knowingly. When Sylfi didn't object,
he opened the door enough to get his entire body into the room.
Sylfi watched him in fixedly. He left the door open and leaned
against the wall. His body relaxed and he looked at Sylfi.
He smiled slightly to himself. She had been looking at him, and
he had seen it.
"I was wondering if you'd like to go do some swimming at the
local pool?" He said smoothly.
Sylfi's mood lightened somewhat. Amusement crept into her eyes.
Since she had seen him in the winter, she hadn't told him about
her pool. Derik studied her for a moment. "What are you hiding,
Syl?" He smiled at her cunningly.
She burst into laughter. He shook his head with an adoring smile
plastered on his face. She slowly stopped laughing, and calmed
herself down. "I have a pool." She was doubled over still holding
back the laughter that continued to bubble up inside her.
His eyes widened. "A bar, an art gallery, a theater, a studio,
and a pool? Your house just has it all." He shook his head in
She smiled at him, but he knew that that wasn't how she felt.
"Yeah, everything except someone to share it with." She frowned.
Derik knew she meant her parents. He placed a hand on her
shoulder, and smiled at her. "I'll share it with you, just like I
said." He soothed her lovingly.
She smiled at him wiping away tears that had formed in her eyes.
"That would be nice, Derik." She whispered meaningfully.
He smiled at her. "So what about that swim?" He grinned at her.
She laughed. Her eyes lit up brightly. He loved to see those
beautiful crimson eyes filed with such joy. She looked up at him.
His eyes smiled back at her. She stood up excitedly. "We going to
go swimming or not?" She teased giddily.
He smiled at her. "If I get my way we are."
She laughed again, and swatted his arms. "Well, get so I can get
my bathing suit on." She pushed him out of the room.
He sighed and submitted to her swatting. She closed the door
behind him and quickly pulled off her clothes. She quickly pulled
on her midnight black bikini. With a quick examination of herself
in the mirror, she opened the door. She gasped and jumped back,
as she nearly walked right into Derik's chest for the second
"You really need to watch where your going, Syl." He laughed.
She looked at him, dumbstruck by the thought that he had been
right outside her unlocked door. 'He could of easily opened the
door, and seen me!' She thought with a sharp gasp. "You okay?" He
looked at her concerned.
She bit her lip afraid to tell him her fears.
"What's wrong?" He looked at her anxiously.
"You didn't look did you?" She asked shyly.
His worry quickly turned to anger. "Of course not! Why the hell
would I do that?!" He said indignantly.
She frowned at herself for being so quick to jump to conclusions.
"Sorry. I just didn't realize how close you were. I didn't mean
that I think your that type of person or anything, I just. Uh."
She sighed and placed her hand to her forehead.
His anger receded and was replaced by remorse. "Hey look. I'm
sorry, too. I shouldn't have overreacted the way I did. Do you
still want to go swim?" He looked at her longingly.
She smiled brightly again. "That sounds good to me."
He nodded. "Lead the way."
* * * *
They swam until dark. Then they both separated, after devouring a
very supple and well prepared dinner. Derik took a guestroom
across the hall from Sylfi. It had a setup exactly like that of
Sylfi's room. A huge queen-sized bed sat in the middle of the
room with a window on one of the sides.
A large closet to the right of the bed, and a floor length mirror
against the left wall. He slept for only a couple of hours before
a noise in Sylfi's room woke him. It had been muffled, and very
light, but it had woken him.
He stood silently, and crept into her room without a second
thought. She laid peacefully in her bed. Her eyes closed, and her
breathing slowed to the rhythm of sleep. His bright yellow eyes
scanned the darkness. 'Nothing. Did I imagine it?' He wondered.
Then his gaze came to the window. It was wide open, and the night
air breezed through. As the wind caressed his face, it sent a
tingle of fear down his spine. The strong sweet scent filled his
nostrils, burning them. He growled angrily at the trail the
intruder had left. 'Vampyre.' The thought struck him hard.
He whirled around angrily, and returned to his room.
* * * *
The dark being silently stepped back through the window. 'A
werewolf?' He mused unhappily. He watched the girl as she slept
serenely. A gentle snore rose from her into the rich night air.
Forgetting the boy, he walked to her.
He brushed his hand tenderly across her warm cheek. A sigh
escaped the girls mouth, and he felt the pains of hunger raise up
in him. Anger flared through his lithe body. 'He will not take
her from me! She is and forever will be mine.' He thought, a
snarl rising in his throat. Regaining control of himself, he
stepped away from the girl.
The emotions died away as he glided to the window. With one last
longing look at her, he flew through the window.
* * * *
Sylfi felt the sun-warmed wind run over her face. She sighed, and
just let the sun heat her eye-lids. It sent warm sensations
throughout her body. She had removed her clothing during the
night, so that she could cool down.
But now she felt a slight chill. 'Why does this happen? In the
night it's warm, in the morning it's cold.' She sighed because
this was pretty normal for her.
Derik silently creeped towards her bed. A crooked grin split his
face as he inched closer. 'I'm going to scare the crap out of
her.' He thought sneakily.
Sylfi's tranquility was shattered as she had the odd feeling that
she wasn't alone. Her eyelids fluttered open. "Holy shit!" She
Derik laughed happily. His face hovering three inches away from
her face. She pulled the blanket closer to her body. Derik
noticed the sudden movement, and smiled. "What are you hiding?"
He grinned at her.
She scowled at him angrily. "Nothing. Why were you trying to
He laughed. "Are you naked?" He asked suddenly serious.
She moaned. "That is none of your business."
He sighed, and stood quickly. He headed to the door "Please hurry
up and get dressed, so that I can talk to you." He said with a
small irritated smile.
With that he went out the door, and shut it. Sylfi sighed in
sweet relief. She stood, allowing the blanket to fall to the
floor. She dressed quickly, and rushed out the door. Derik stood
there with a small smile on his face.
He reached out and gently stroked her un-brushed hair. She smiled
at him as she remembered that she hadn't brushed her hair yet.
"Oh!" She exclaimed.
He laughed as she ran back into the bedroom, and brushed her
hair. She sighed contentedly as she examined herself in the
mirror. He grinned widely as he saw her beauty. The sun filtered
through the hallway window just right. It caused her hair to
sparkle as if it was made of black water.
She noticed the way he was staring at her dreamily. She laughed,
and shoved him playfully. "You overgrown love struck puppy!"
He laughed. "Oh, really? You think that I'm love struck over
you?" He raised a brow.
She laughed, and darted down the hall, and into the kitchen. He
was hot on her heels as she ran outside. Still she ran. She ran
into the woods, and Derik followed. Her feet ran with the rhythm
of Derik's as he came up beside her.
She felt the thrill of the chase beat in her heart. Derik grinned
as he realized that she was understanding. They ran along side
one another until the cabin came into view. Then Derik stopped
All the boys were standing there, staring at them in dumbfounded
silence. Blane was the first to speak. "What the hell? Where have
you been?" He glared angrily at Derik.
Derik growled defensively.
"I decided to keep her company. If you got a problem with it,
then you can shove it up your ass." Derik snarled at him.
She smiled politely at the boys, Blane in particular. "I'm sorry
to have kept him from you. Maybe you should have visited before?"
She smiled innocently.
The boys faces almost instantly lit up brightly. Blane grinned at
her. Blind Markus smiled at her as well. "Do you want to go
swimming?" He asked with a smile.
Sylfi smiled. "Yeah. That sounds great. Well, if I had my
swimsuit, that is." She frowned.
Derik laughed. "I can run back to your house and get it. That way
we can all go for a swim, and I can show you our most secret of
hide-outs." He ruffled her hair affectionately.
She laughed. "That sounds great!" She exclaimed.
Markus smiled widely. Derik kissed Sylfi's hair lovingly. "Be
back." He disappeared.
And he was back. Within about two-three minutes he reappeared