Olansaf 1 - Draft 1

Well Ok,
I haven’t been here for a long long time.

but its time to come back, New blog, New me, completely fresh.

And what better to start with than a dream with werewolves?
Note: This is extremely long, and there is a second part I am writing in a more proffesional way.
I was riding along on a bike, one of those silly triple bikes with my mum and some fat man (No that is not what I call my lovely dad, he’s skinny compared to this guy) and we were fine, until we got on some more... Hilly... roads. There was a lot of mud and I couldn’t get the bike pedals back on my feet because they were going to fast, and on a left corner, I got flung off, face first, into the mud. I looked up back after the bike but they were speeding away, my third seat gone, I sat up and tried to get out. I couldn’t, the mud was slippery with water and it was like an ice rink. So I was just struggling for the third time when a hand appeared infront of my nose. I grabbed it and got hauled up onto a sleek and completely clean chopper, while the rider, who had just below shoulder length hair, a tight green top, baggy jeans, and some black boots that looked like they were handmade, stood up on the pedals and cycled really, REALLY, fast.

Well I was too dazed to complain and was pleased when he dropped me outside a nearby towns library, put the chopper on the stand and gestured for me to try and stand. So I did, and couldn’t. My legs wouldn’t behave and collapsed from under me and it was his quick reflexes that caught me and carried me into the library, past the reception and the books and upstairs to a cubby hole in a done up attic, where he layed me on a bed, one of many and wandered through a partition that was lit up. I heard a deep voice talking and a normal one replying. It seemed to be a heated argument but the deep voice won, and a few seconds later my helper squatted into view in front of my face. He cocked his head to one side so he could look me in the eyes and in a quiet yet deep voice, asked if I wanted to have a shower, food or sleep first. I back at him and managed to whisper shower, so he nodded and said he’d get JayJay to come through and help me as he didn’t think I’d want his help. I smiled a thanks and he strode off, and a few minutes later a kind brunette I took to be JayJay led me through another partition to reveal a shower. There was plenty of things for me to cling to and she helped me off with my muddy boots and jacket, and then left me to do the rest. she didn’t go far, I could see her shadow talking to Deep Voice on the other side of the partition, but I was too exhausted to eavesdrop, and just got in the shower.

After the shower JayJay had left some simple black slacks, top and thick hoodie for me to put on, and then guided me back to the same bed as before which had been cleaned and said I should sleep for a while, When I woke she’d get me some food. When I asked who helped me she said Jason, but he was on patrols this evening so wouldn’t be back till tomorrow. So I slept.

True to her word there was a pile of cheesy scrambled eggs and beans for me when I woke, and JayJay introduced me to the rest of the guys that were there.

There was Billy, I shortish skinny boy of about 17, Ben, A tall 24 year old that made his appearance by bounding up the stairs over the banister and landing in front of me on his hands, Chris who was just going out on patrol was white blonde with deep brown eyes that appeared black, and there was Lu who cooked and cleaned JayJay who kept them in order, a second in command, to jason, who I’d already met. I hadn’t met the quiet voice I’d heard Jace arguing with yet, but it didn’t bug me.

All the people were friendly enough, and soon Jace started taking me out on patrol. Ben trained me up so soon I could jump higher and run faster than before, JayJay got me some more clothes all black with some silver highlights Jace took me out on patrols and I became one of them, those people. The ones that live in the library, that stalk the streets. It was fun. Until one night when JayJay and Jace got into a fight. I was laying on the bed that had been allocated to me, when I heard the racket. They were disagreeing over me, and Jace’s unexplained trust in me. She’s the one, He was saying look how well she adjusted, you know it, and JayJay was just getting angrier and angrier, then she doubled over. I was about to rush forward to help when Jace backed away and ducked. I was already crouched to peer round the partition, so the flying skin didn’t hit me. Yes, you read that right, she ripped of her skin. She ripped of her skin revealing the damp fur underneath. She was a werewolf. Jace asked her not to do this, she knew what would happen, and in reply JayJay lunged forward at him. He ducked under her swipe, rolled through her legs and cracked his hands against her knees. with an almighty crack JayJay hit the floor, and Ben chucked a circle of leather with a gold and diamond brooch. Jace bent down and reached to clasp it round JayJays neck, but he didn’t see her stirring. She was about to lash out when I dived in and stomped on her calf. There was a crack and JayJay blacked out. Jace finished attaching the bound leather and turned to me.
“You saved my life,” He said, “Now I am in debt to you.”
“Consider us mostly even, after all you saved me for no reason.” I replied.
And that was that. He nodded and said no more on the matter. Billy and Chris dragged JayJay away, and I was ordered out onto patrol.

Later that evening Jace came and explained everything to me, how I wasn’t a werewolf, I was so much more. He explained how JayJay had chosen the form of a Idicanavar at the initiation, and had frozen it as her only form, with the strength and weak point attatched. He explained that he was a Carnifron a beast that looked like a lion on its hind legs. Billy was a Snarcfor a snake like beast, Chris was a Canargion, a white furry beast that shifted to walk on its six legs in any way it found possible, and Ben was a Ciltrenton  a monkey, basically, but never to get in the way of the tail. I asked who the quiet voice was, that I had heard on the first day, and he said that I did know him, but I wouldn’t meet him again until after my initiation. “What am I then? What will I be?” I asked, and Jace replied that I was a creature of pure energy, extremely rare, I could take any form, and I could shape energy into anything, do whatever I wanted because I could control the very building blocks of the universe. I would be an Olansaf. Or I could walk away. I could go back to my old life of mud and bike rides and deny what’s inside.

So I replied with the only thing I was thinking.
“Where do I sign up?”