The Girl and The Fox

Crystal rushed away from the pure water that would pull all minerals out of you. Her wide pupils danced around to make sure no one was near. She raced back to her house of a queen, only to find it the same as before. Once she reached her house, she let out a ragged breath. If someone saw her drowning a fox, they would surely call animal cruelty, and they wouldn't want to imprison an animal, would they?

The dark haired animal had cleaned up her make-up, but you could still see the stains. She had messily tried to brush her knotted hair, and her eyes were threatening to close. All she wanted to do was fall asleep and never wake up, but she knew she had girls to raise, and in the right way!

Crystal let herself into the mansion, heavily sighing. She could feel the blue/black bags under her eyes expanding. She knew she should stop worrying about Eric. His daughter was dead now, so maybe he wouldn't mess with her anymore, but she knew better. He would never stop! To him this was a game. He used his warriors like they would respawn when they died. He didn't care!

Eric was the worst mistake of her life. They had met at school but they were made for each other. They even got married, but eventually everyone's secrets get uncovered. He was a fox. A wild mutt!! Or rather, she was a wolf.

As she entered the house, she saw her golden haired daughter rushing around frantically, and that was never good. She only really did that when she remembered she had a physics exam the next day and she hadn't revised, but it was the middle of the term.

'Lizzie, darling, what ever is the matter?' the stressed, worried woman inquired. How much stress can you have in one night? Crystal asked her mind.

'She's gone. Izzy has gone! I mean, she has been out before, but I know she won't come back. She will help the others,' Lizzie replied before she knew what she was saying. Blushing a deep pink, she looked at the food covered floor boards.

The dark haired wolf, confused, went over to Lizzie, squashing the remains of tasty treats into the carpet. Crystal was already stressed enough than having to think that her innocent daughter knew her deepest, darkest secret. How would she even know?

'First, Isabella has been out in the middle of the night before!? And I need you to tell me honestly, how do you know about the wolf shifters?' the tanned female asked, calmer than she felt.

The secretive woman's insides were all a jumble. 'If someone cut me open, they would surely find all my organs in a twist!' she thought. She didn't want this to be true. She knew, though, that they would have to find out sooner or later.

'I had a dream...' Lizzie left on a cliff. A dream of what had happened.

How stupid can I be! the green eyed girl asked herself. Why do I trust my own dreams? I'm becoming like Izzy now... But what if she doesn't come back?

Lizzie and Isabella, when they were younger, talked about running away together. They were so eager, but then she had a dream. Lizzie had a dream. She saw that Isabella would leave her behind, and that everything would go wrong. Every possibility had played in her head. One wrong move, and she would be slaughtered! By who, she did not know, but that was enough to kill her curiosity forever. You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat.

Now there is Death, a mother wolf shifter, a father fox shifter, a reincarnated hybrid and a future sight seer. What next?