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Stopping he glanced out his wondow, the moon was starting to rise, and it called out to him. Travis layed his guitar down and rushed outside. The moon light fell over his fleash and he dissapeard into the forest.

Camille sat at home, stareing blankely at her wall. Travis had talked to her that day at lunch and said he wanted to speak to her at her house tonight. She was so excited yet nervouse at the same time. If she was ever going to tell him how she felt tonight was the night. She now wore a black tee-shirt and blue jeans, both being tight in all the right places. She hoped Travis felt for her like she did for him. Little did she know Travis would come, but in a form she would nevber forget as long as she lived.

Somewhere in the forest a long, sad howl could be heard. A lone fully grown male timber wolf stood apon a hill. The moon behind him showed how truely mighty and strong he was. The deep raven black fur accent his green eyes. They seemed almost inhuman as they gazed down at a lone house. He didn't understand what had brought him here but then again, he didn't ask many questions on where he was needed. Slowly trotting down to the back door he sniffed around. Inside he could hear two older humans, one male and the other female, screaming at eachother. Snorting he went towards a quieter part of the house. Smelling salt he propped himself up into the clsed window. Inside a younge female of only 16 winters layed on her bed. Her fire red hair stuck to her tears soaked face. Whimpering as loudly as he could he scratched aginst the window, leaveing deep gashes in it.

Camille picked her head up and quickly wiped her tears away. Looking over at the window she gasped. The huge wolf stared straight into her eyes, but she stood up non-the-less. Walking over she unlocked the window and opend it. She knew this big beast could easily crush her skull with his powerful jaws, and his huge paws could smash her ribs. But she wasn't afraid, not of him. Sitting down on her bed she looked at her nightstand and sighed. There sat a picture of Travis. His black hair outlined his face. Seeing as it was mid-fall a breeze lifted orange and red leaves into the air. His eyes seemed to stare off into space, but still holding some dark mystery that would never be known. His smile brightend thw whole picture up. Lookiing away quickly as she could feel more tears in her eyes. She wouldn't let herself cry. Not for him, not for any man ever again. It hurt her too much, and she promised never to be hurt again.

The wolf jumped insdie and grabbed the edge of the window with his teeth. Pulling it shut best he could he nudged it the rest of the way with his nose. He seemed to smiled proudly, trotting around the room as if to say, "I closed a window, I closed a window." Keeping his tail and ears high in the air he trotted over to Camille and layed on her lap. Feeling her sadness he wimperd and wagged his tail slowly. Knwoing cuteness would get him nowhere he carefully put his paw ontop of her hand, being careful not to hurt her.

Camille looked down at him, and oddly enough, she blushed. Lifting her hand she stroked his fur, "You remind me so much of him." She couldn't even say his name let alone think of him. Shakeing the though away she faked a smile.

He lifted his head up and licked her face softly. Whimpering again he wagged his tail and jumped down onto the floor. He likes it here but he knows, soon, he has to go. Looking out at the night sky he can see it has turned to a grey color, it will be light soon. His stomach rumbles and he rolls his eyes as he walks over to the door.

She had to laugh. This wolf was like nothing she had ever seen. He had a mind of his own and he used it like a pro. He was smart, 'Smarter than Travis.' A sinister little voice in the back of her head snapped out. Grunting she stood up, waiting to see if the wolf could open the door himself.

He put both paws on the doorknob and easily turned it, revealing the hallway. He turned back and looked at Camille before he sprinted down the hall to her kitchen. Sniffing around her silently nawed at the wooden counter. He was a hungery as, well, a wolf. A horribly cheap joke but it fit him for now.

She walked into the kitchen and laughed. Feeling his hunger within herslef she grabbed him a piece of meat and a bowl of ice cream for herself. Sighing she sat down on the floor and slowly at the ice cream. Inwardly she giggled at her choice of food, depression food for fat girls, as she called it.

He quickly gulped down the meat and barked. Turning his head he could see the night sky turn a light Lavender. Waiting for her to finish he squirmed. He needed to be leaveing but she needed to be safe. Whimpering he ran back to her room and waitied by the window. Looking over his shoulder he waited to see if she had followed.

Chapter 2: Family Drenched in blood

Travis and Camille sat in each class no more thn an inch or so apart. But during gym it was just a wee bit difficult. Seeing as today the boys had to runs 2 miles and the girls got to stand around and watch. Travis stood in the middle of the track and stared straight ahead. In his normal gym clothes he looked poor, concidering the were one of the best pairs he owned. A torn blue shirt, black baggy short, and of course his lucky tore-to-hell nikes. Looking up into the stand he saw Camille and winked before heading off to the starting line. Cracking his left ankle he smirked at everyone. He was fast, and a bad guy to mess with on the track. As the couch blew his whistle Travis sped off into the lead about 20 yards ahead of the boys.

Camille sat in the stands and watched as Travis ran his heart out. Blinking she realized 3 minutes in and he was at the half-way point, "A whole mile." She said smileing. Oddly enough he let one boy out infront of him and seemed to chase him the whole way. 'Like a bad game of tag.' She thought rolling her eyes.

As they neared the finish line Travis shook his head fiercely and sped up crossing the line first. Laughing as he stood on the grass he was soon tackled by Camille, "Gah!" He yelled, falling over. "OH MY GOD! You were brillant! How'd you get so fast?" She asked, smileing and hugging him tightly.

Travis hugged her back and blushed, "I don't know. Just a wolf at heart I guess?" 'Idiot!' His mind howled. Camille looked up into his eyes and spoke, "I find you are better at being the hunter then the hunted." She winked and layed her head on his chest. No helping but smiles warmly he held her in his arms and walked into the school. Setting her down so they could both go to their locker rooms.

He walked back to his seat and held his head in his hands. Camille wrapped her arms around him, "Travis what's wrong?" His shoulders shook with silent sobs. "I-I need to talk to you tonight. Co-come to my house tonight." He quickly wiped his tears away and stared at her.

The room was silent as the clock ticked the last few minutes away. Camille had her head leaned on Travis's shoulder as they held hands under the desks. Had she done something for Travis to be in trouble? The bell rang and everyone sped from class, Travis along with them as he let go of her hand.

Camille quickly gatherd her things together and ran after Travis. "Travis! Wait!" She grabbed his arm and stared up at him, "What is going on?" He looked away and mumbled. "Come with me." He grabbed his jacket and walked out to his bike. Hurrying she jumped behind him on the bike and they sped off.

It took an hour to get to his house; as cold as it was Travis only wore a tee-shirt. Camille had on his jacket so if they did get in an accident she wouldn't be hurt as badly. Weaving past trees, shrubs, and rocks they finally made their way to his house.

Travis growled loudly as he hit the biggest wolf in the head with a stone. "I'm leaveing her so let me say good-bye in my own way you basterd!" Tear quickly filled his eyes and he qiped them away just was fast. The wolf stood up and shifted into Erik. "Travis listen, you must understand this is for the good of the clan." He growled rubbing his head where the rock had hit. "This is not about the clan! This is because you know I could turn out like my father!" Travis howled, shoving away and pointing towards the woods. "I don't want you to ever come back!" his eyes flared as he walked back to the house, getting on the pourch he pointed his nose to the air and called back, "I banish all werewolves and creatures of hell who have betray the clan of Ipswitch! My family drenched in the blood of yore!"

Chapter 3: Life without your love

For days Travis layed on his bed, alone and cold. Tears coverd his face and pillow. His hair was flat and lifeless. His eyes were hollow and distant. His smile was gone, the bright young man was now, hurt, cold, and so deep in depression he may never come out of it. Every wakeing moment he thought of her. The few small kisses, hugs, just her in his arms. His heart yearns for her to love him again. For her to even come to make sure he was ok. He wanted her back so bad, but knew she was safer to be away from the monster. Beauty would keep his secrets forever and he would die, alone and deep in sorrow. Or, at least, so Travis thought. Erik and James had visted him a few times. Each time they had left, tail between their legs. He stared down at his hand. Scars laced his skin, burn marks etched the flesh, but he smiled. The silver dagger had done a number on him, but it had been worth it.

Camille had faked a smile ever since Travis had left. Keeping the ring with her at all times, but dening that Travis had ment anything to her. She had ran from him, fear still sketched her brain. Her parents had yelled at her he was garbage, and not to be trusted. Freak, punk, goth, emo, they had called him every name in the book, and all she did was agree. But was it true? Did she really think he was all those things? She had told everyone he was just another boy, and that she would be fine and get over it. 'But he's not..He was mine..but he was also a...Monster...That's why I ran..Because he's not like me..Because he's..A killer..' Her mind wrenched every which-way it could. Trying to make sence of her heart's choice. Stareing down at her lunch she pushed it away in disgust. "I wonder if he's ok..." She looked up to the woods where his house lay and shook her head. Feeling pressure behind her eyes she cured herself, "I'm not going to cry over him anymore!" But a single tear found it's way down her cheek. Ignoring it she started to run home. Anywhere was better than there.

A few minutes later she slowed down to a walk. Pulling her hood up over her head she stuffed her hands in her pockets. Passing people they gave her such sorrow filled stares. The whole town knew. She hadn't even lived there her whole life but everyobe knew her, and her horrible luck. Ignoreing them she shut the whole world out except for.."Travis.." She gasped as she heard the purr of his bike. Turning around her eyes widend. There he rode down the street, his hair flying madly in the wind. Her eyes locked with his and she felt her heart sink. His eyes were so emotionless, his face paler than ever. This was not her boy. This was not the Travis everyone had known. This was a hollow shell of him. Seeing her he let the tears roll down his face and he sped up, letting out a soft, sad howl as he went by.

When she reached home she left as quickly as she could. Her mother had again asked for her to go shopping. How she hated it, but it was something to do none-the-less. Idly walking through the aisle she slammed into someone. Falling on her butt she growled. "Hey would you.." Her voice caught dead in her throat. Travis looked down at her, turning away he mumbled. "Forgive me miss.." Walking out of the store he seemed to run to a dead sprint. Paying quicker then she ever had Camille chased after him. "Travis..God..Will you just wait a second?!" She screamed his way as she neard his bike. He turned back and looked down at her. She stopped and took a few breaths of air. Standing up staraight she looked at him again, "What have you been doing to yourself?" Shegrabbed his wrists and he flinched slightly. Pulling the gloves off and the sleeves of his jacket back she felt tears fill her eyes. The scars on his hand, and the cuts on his wrists stood out. He pulled away and hopped on his bike. Hanging his head as he started the bike up. "Stop!" She shouted, tears rolled down her cheeks, "You're killing yourself slowly this way!" He glanced back at her one last time and quietly said, "I'm already dead. I should have been buried a 1,000 years ago.." He sped off and popped a wheelie before he turned a corner.

Running home faster then ever she tossed everything into the kitchen. The cold had gripped her, seeing as it was raining outside now. Running back into her room, she slammed the door and slid to the ground. Holding her head in her hands she sobbed. Her father started screaming about how 'useless' Camille was, and how he hated this family. Hearing him rant on and on she cried out. Her sob echo through the house. She had never been so hurt or broken. She grabbed the razor she kept on her nightstand and ripped it through her skin. Blood seeped down her arm, and she cried out again. Crumpling onto her bed she sobbed loudly. The sound was enough to kill the spirit of anyone that heard her. Falling asleep she forgot about her wrist. His name and 'I will love you forever..' was craved into her fair skin, forever.

Travis walked into his house and then to his room. He had to let her go, he had to. Falling onto his bed he felt the tears flood from his eyes. The monster was pushing her away. Everything he loved he had lost because that damn beast! Pulling out a razor he sat up and skinned his arm until on muscel showed. Everyday he felt another bit of his heart be smashed to peices. Blood pooled around his feet and he cried out. His heart ripping more and more, the pain racing through his body. He pulled skin off and sank his fangs into his arm. Blood rushed around his face, falling to the floors with a sicking splatter. Ripping meat from the bone he spat it onto the ground and let out the loudest howl he could. He fell onto the ground, passing out in a pool of his own blood. His mutilated arm held her name and, 'Forgive me..' was carved in his flesh.

Camille sat at home, Travis's jacket wrapped around her shoulders. The hospital had given her everything he had worn the day he had been taken to the hospital. His boots sat on the floor, his shirt, pants, etc sat at the foot of her bed. Tears soaked her face and the front of the jacket. Skillet Blasted through her room as she sobbed, "He's gone...He's gone." She wailed and dug her face into her pillow. "Why..Why my Travis?"

Travis's heart began to pump blood. His lungs filled with the life giving air and he slowly sat up. Scracthing his head he pulled away some white sheet over him and looked down, "What the..WHERE THE HELL ARE MY PANTS?!" He wrapped the sheet around his waist and stood up. Looking to his left he screamed like a little girl. A dead man with his head busted open lay next to Travis. His brains in a clean little stainless steel bowl. Backing up he tripped and his head hit something cold. Looking up he screamed again. A woman with a bullet through her head lay on that table. Feeling like he was going to puke he fled from the room.

Running into the hallway Travis saw he was still in the hospital. Glancing around he walked into a cloest, grabbing the first person who passed and beating them over the head with a mop. Coming out he grunted. He had on a white short skirt, tight top, and heels. "God damn nurses." Grabbing a doctor he slammed the man aginst a wall and switched clothes. Walking towards the front door he laughed, "Doris I'm going home." Just as he got a foot away from the door he flet a hand on his shoulder, "Doctor..Can I borrow your pen?" Travis three the pen over his shoulder and ran, "Just keep it!"

Camille loaded the last of her stuff into the car her parents had given her. Looking at her mom she sighed, "I don't want to go..I want to go to Travis's funeral.." Her mother hugged Camille tightly and whisperd, "You can come back for that. But Grampa and Toby are waiting for you." She kissed her daughter's cheek and helped her into the car. Camille pulled sun-glasses over her tear-filled eyes. "bye mom.."

Travis booked it down the street, being 12 blockes from Camille's house he ran like he had never run in his life. A tail sprouted from behind him, claws grew and fangs flashed from his mouth. His ears turned pointed at the end and his blue eyes turned ice blue with slivers of black in them. Dropping down onto all fours he whipped passed people. Seeing her car he ran faster then ever. Bones cracked in his legs as he was putting so much force on them they were at breaking point, "CAMILLE!" He screamed as he jumped infront of her car. He fell to the ground and layed there panting. His hands bled and sweat dripped down his face.

Camille stopped the car with an abrupt hault and jumped out of the car, "Travis!" She knelt down next to him and cupped his face in her hands, "You're ok.." He smiled weakly and stared into her eyes, "Of course I am..I'm a werewolf.." He closed his eyes and passed out. Picking him up Camille layed Travis in the passenger seat and took him home. His head layed in her lap and she stroked his hair softly. Tears ran down her face and she looked at him, "You're ok.."

He nodded and kissed her head, "Sleep..." She pouted and stared up in his eyes. No words were needed. They could understand just fine..'I love you' 'Don't leave me..' 'Mine..' 'Take me..' 'But..' 'Show me how much you love me...' He blushed and she nodded. Pulling him ontop of her she kissed his lips passionately. "I love you.." He said smiling, "I love you too.." She kissed him again.

Groaning Travis woke up some hours later. His head was pounding as he sat up. The room was sticky and hot. Noticeing he was nude he glanced at Camille. She moaned softly in her sleep, turning on her side. Sweat drenched their bodies and the sheets. He stared at her messed up hair, brusied lips, and sweat coverd face. Smiling he wrapped his arm around her waist and layed back down. Closing his eyes he didn't notice the bite mark on Camille's neck.