My Book

Hey wolf lovers! This is the first 2 chapters on the book I have been working on.
I will post more later on. Enjoy!
~Solan

Chapter 1

Cassidy

The sound of the siren went through my ears. I could not see the ambulance pulling around the corner, but the sound was deafening, so I could tell it was there. The constant ring of the nurses phone was displeasing, but it was something I had gotten use to. All I could see around me was the white walls. A few posters hung on them, but none were very interesting. They were mostly of different cures, like for pellagra, and the famous people who tried them out. It was scary, being alone, in a room full of sharp utensils and needles. It was around noon, I think, or was it one? The clock was becoming blurry. My eyes, what was happening to them? The nurse walked in with, as usual, another few shots on a tray.

“Cassidy sweetie. It is time for your shots honey.”

I let out a small groan. The shots were nothing compared to the pain I was it right then. All in felt was a small stinging. The second was a bit more affective. I winced, but stayed laying on my hard, plastic coated mattress. I had been in that doctors office for a few months now, and was feeling no better then how I started. I felt a sharp pain, as the last shot went into my arm. Then the nurse smiled. Something I have not done in weeks, since I had become weaker.

“You are a good girl, Cassidy. I am almost certain you will feel better soon.”

The nurse smiled again, and left the room. Right, ALMOST. The truth was, the more they tried, the more they failed. Those doctors had put about every kind of medicine they had into me, but nothing helped. I was at the point of giving up on my life. Having my heart fail so suddenly had been surprising since the beginning. Let me explain the entire story.

I was at my winning soccer game. We were at the finals, and so far, it was 7-4. We were in the lead. There was very minimal time left. I had my dark, flowing hair tied back in a braid. I was ready. The ball was at my ankle. I was about to make the winning goal. Then, my heart literally just STOPPED! I could not breathe. I tried to gasp a breath, but failed miserably. I fell unconscious. When I awoke, I was in the doctors office, in this very room. Now, I think it might have just been the pressure from the feeling that if I missed the goal, I would get kicked off the team. That day has flashed through my head over and over. I was hoping I would be healed by now. So far, it was no use. The only thing they had succeed at was making me live longer. The longer I was alive, the more pain I went through. Face it. Nothing could cure me. I was ready to let go.

The more I tried to just let my life fly away, the more the doctors tried to save me. I have lived for a good 13 years now. I was ready. My heart beat was slow. The oxygen tubes were not working like they should be. I was more of gasping for air. I do not know how I have even managed this long. What ever it was that kept me alive, it was slowly beginning to fail on me. My poor parents were devastated from the start. They came to me every day to see how I was feeling. I looked at the door, to find them entering.

“Hi Cassidy. How are you feeling? Any better yet?” my mother asked.

“No Mama.” I replied.

“Dear, you will be OK. I promise. Here, I brought you a gift! Lets open it. I am sure you will be over-joyed!”

I opened the small box to find a book. On the cover, it had a picture of a small, fuzzy, black rabbit. It was probably the best thing that happened to me that day. I loved rabbits. The little puff of fur in front of me made my eyes shine. I sat up, and hugged my mother. My pit bull, Fang, jumped up on the bed next to me. I flipped through the book, stroking my dog as I tried to read the words. My blurry vision made it difficult, but I managed. I was so happy.

“Thank you...” I whispered in a horse voice.

“Your welcome.” my father grinned. “We will let you read. See you in the morning.”

“Wait, mama.” I gasped, “Where is sis?”

Both of my parents exchanged nervous glances. Something was wrong, I could tell. Apparently, I was wrong at that.

“Your sister is at a basketball game. She is so sad that she could not come, but is was the champion round. We will let you rest. I will make sure to bring her to you in the morning.”

At that, I watched them as the lead my old guide dog out the door. I was all alone again. The book they gave me was a picture book on rabbits. Though the pictures looked more like blobs in my eyes, I managed to make out what was which. I loved the little baby bunnies as they ran trough fields of grass. It made my day, or what was left of it. I do not know how long I was reading it, but soon it was dark. I put the book down, satisfied, and let out a yawn.

The nurse came in with a bowl of broth, and a few more needles. I was exhausted, but the shots managed to keep me awake. The reason why I did not fear dying was because I knew I would live again. I have heard everywhere that once you die, you get a new life. And that is what I was aiming for. Instead of becoming a human again, where my life evolves around deadly oil, and electricity, I wanted to become an animal. Not just any plain old animal either. I wanted to become a rabbit.

Getting a new life is just a theory. Once somebody dies, they do not come back as themselves again, so they can not tell the entire world what happens. They are something, or someone, totally different. I have also heard you lose every bit of memory from your last life. Personally, that does not sound too fun. What happens? Does your brain, like, get ripped out of your head and replace with a fresh one? Do you get hit with lightning, and forget everything that has happened to you previously? Is it more like you pass out, and don't remember anything? The more I thought about it, the scarier the thought of dying became. I decided to forget about it.

For some reason, that failed. The slower my heart beat, the more nervous I got. I knew tonight was my last one. I grabbed a napkin, which was the only thing I could find. I could barely see it, knowing my eye sight was dying with me. My hand shifted across the table by me. I searched for a pencil, but found nothing. All I felt was a vase, paperwork, a bowl, which had held my soup, and a longish, stick like thing. Aah, a paint brush. Now where was I going to get paint....

On my dresser was a bottle of paint. It was too far to reach, but I tried. There was no way I could manage without taking my breathing cords off... which was not an option. Then, I found one thing that was in reach, a hanger. I grabbed it, and started to bend it. Lucky for me, it was one of those metal ones, and it bent easily. I bent it into the shape of a long, stick, and then, I made a hoop at the end. After a lot of hard effort, I got the paint. It was a deep magenta color, which suited my taste. I got a decent amount of paint on the brush, and on the napkin, wrote three, simple, harmless words. The words served a purpose. LOVE YOU SIS was what I wrote.

I put the napkin, paint brush, and paint on my night stand. I grabbed a stuffed animal rabbit and hugged it close. I could not see how I stayed so calm. It was dark, and the lights started to shut off. Every night, I was nervous it would be the last. The day had finally come. I looked at the picture of my family right by my bed. A tear fell down my cheek, as I mouthed to word I love you...

Slowly, I closed my eyes. What would become of me? Would my spirit fly up in the arms of an angel, who would carry me to heaven? Would I become a rabbit as I wished I would? There were so many questions I had, and I know none of them could be answered. The nurse walked in one final time to shut out the light in my room. Her eyes spoke sorrow. I was not the only person who was certain this was it. She tucked me into bed, and left. Just like that. Letting out a sigh, I rolled over and faced the open window. I heard wolves howling in the distance. They seemed happy, being able to talk to one another, no matter how far apart they were.

My thought drifted. My heart was down to only a few beats a second. It beat out of rhythm. I was lightly gasping to breathe. My stomach was constantly flipping. I felt like I was on a motionless roller coaster, that I could not feel, but I could tell what was happening. I felt my entire life flashing through me, including the soccer game, where this whole thing had started. I saw my younger sister, when she was little. I saw my old forth grade teacher, who had just recovered from pneumonia. This was the end. I remembered when I woke in this office. I was scared to almost death. Then I remember seeing my wonderful nurse, Madelyn, for the first time. She lit up my day. Soon, I went back to now.

The room was dim, and turning darker and more blurry by the minute. I became dizzy, and felt like I was in some sort of trance. The room was spinning uncontrollably. My eyes, they seemed to be plastered open. I watched the walls around me spin in circles. The spinning slowed, and so did my heart. My vision grew darker, and darker... It was a deep gray now. All the objects in the room seemed to merge together. I felt sick, and my eyes felt like they were about to pop out of my head. Now, luckily, none of this happened. Soon, the gray got darker, and eventually turned black. I managed to close my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I never woke up.

Chapter Two

Shadow

OK, it was not as bad as it seemed. All I felt was a wisp of sharp wind, and then I was standing in front of a giant stair case. It was a fancy stair case, with red velvet carpet, and solid gold railings. I was wearing a red and magenta dress, made of soft silk. I also wore a pair of crystal heels, and a small, silver tiara. It was almost like in those fantasy movies. So of course, I began to climb the stairs. They went up up up. Higher and higher... I thought I would never reach the top. I was near the point of giving up, when I saw it. I climbed fast, till I came to a long hallway. I walked down it, and found a gigantic photo book. When I say gigantic, I mean, GIGANTIC! It was way bigger then I was. I stood by it, and I saw some familiar pictures.

I saw some of my sister, and a few of my mom. I saw one or two about my dog, Fang, from when we rescued him from the pound. There was my dad, and a whole bunch of me. I saw my friends, my family, my home and my dreams. Every time I turned to a new page, I would forget almost everything about that time, place, or person. All my family, friends, friends families. They all wove there way into the book. The pages flipped themselves, and it was wonderful. I felt like I was in some fantasy world. In front of me, stood a forest. It seemed more like a wall, but the trees felt so real.. I managed to close the big book, and I walked to the forest. Was this where my new life took place? Was I going to become a wild rabbit? Taking in a big, happy breath, I walked through into the forest depths. I felt a change, then saw a big flash. I was blinded by the light, and then, I vanished.

When I regain consciousness, I could not see. My eyes seemed to be sealed shut. I felt fur, and just fur. My ears were working just fine, and so was my nose. There were so many strange smells! I could hear a gruff, and many different groans. Some happy little barks, or what seemed to be barks. I was slightly confused. I could not stand, or even sit up. Then, I got an idea. I must be a pet. I must be one of those pet rabbits who live in homes. My new owners must have a dog. I was thrilled!

To me, I felt slightly strange. I was wearing no clothes, because I was an animal. That was just plain odd to me. It was VERY uncomfortable. I had only fur, and that made it weirder. I had the smallest string of memory to my old life, which was not normal. I remember I was once a human, and that was it. What was my old name? Who were my parents? Was I a girl? Did I even have a family? All these ideas confused me. I curl up in a ball, which surprisingly took WAY too much effort then it should have. I could barely move. I was not comfy. What had happened!

Then I noticed something different. I had a longer muzzle and tail. My ears were too short to be rabbit ears. What was I! My entire few minutes of life had started, and I did not know what I was. I had long legs, and my teeth were growing in. They were sharp, and felt painful in my small little mouth. My ears, the perked strait up. This was just not normal. I felt claws, and started to freak out a bit. After a moment, I realized they were my own. My memory was minimal, because I was so young. All of a sudden, I felt tired. And once I let myself know that, I fell asleep almost instantly.

I did not dream. Day after day, I only could hear and smell. When I was hungry, I ate food my mother gave me. I got older, and bigger. After a few moons, my eyes opened. That was probably the scariest day of my life. I saw something both frightening, and humiliating. All this time, I thought there was a chance I was a rabbit, but it turned out I was something in a totally different category. I, was a wolf.

Now, when I saw them, all the wolves, so big and menacing looking, standing around me, I could not help but let out a whimper of fright. I shrunk back, and ran into a pile of fur. A blackish, dark silvery female gray wolf was behind me. I assumed this was my mother. She was tall, and had perky ears, like me. I had no idea who my father was yet. He was nowhere to be seen, I think. Unless he was with the wolves that looked all scary in front of me. All of a sudden, every wolf but my mother bowed. They had their head to the floor, and ears forward. The had their eyes closed, tails strait back. There back ends were on the ground, also. It was like they had just laid down, with ears forward, head facing the ground, and eyes shut tight. I stared at them, confused.

My mother stood, and said something I did not really understand. It sounded something like,

“You may rise.” but it mixed with a small growl, and low tone. I was surprised, how they all obeyed my mom so suddenly. She dipped her head in dismissal, and they left into the woods. One wolf stayed behind. She spoke to my mother, in some odd wolf language I had not yet understood. My mother seemed happy, but I was still confused. The wolf left, and my mother looked at me. Her eyes sparkled, like the sun on a new day. They were yellowish, and had a tint of orange. Her fur was more black then silver, unlike mine, which was completely silver, like a deep mist. She had ginormous paws, and big fangs. Even though she was my mother, I slightly shook in fear.

She laid back down, and I curled up next to her. Her fur was warm, and extremely soft. Then she spoke, this time, I understood what she had said. I guess pups had this different language then full grown wolves.

“Hello little one. I am your mother. I go by the name Shadow.”

Her voice was soft, and soothing. I felt sleepy. Even though I have opened my eyes, I was still just a wolf pup. Letting out a cute little puppy yawn, I curled into a ball, and listened to my mama talk to me.

You are my little pup. Your name must be special. You want to know why, little pup? Because you are an Alpha.”

I cocked my head at her in confusion. What was an Alpha? Was I special? Was I supposed to do something to show I am special? I mean, besides a wolf, what am I!

“You must be puzzled. What is an alpha? Is that what you want to know? An alpha is the highest rank wolf of all. Your father and I are Alphas, and you being my daughter means you are an Alpha too. You must want to know why they all bowed when you opened your eyes, yes?”

If I could speak, I would say yes. I barely knew how to whimper, never mind talk. So instead, I let her know by nodding vigorously.

“Because you are an alpha, everyone respects you. When a Omega comes across you, they will bow, and do the head thing. They do this to show we are dominant. Omegas are the lowest ranking of wolves. Then, there are Deltas, which are higher ranked then Omegas. Betas are higher then Deltas, and we are at the top. Do you understand, little one?”

I was still a bit confused, but I got the basics. There are four ranks, and they are different. I am at top. The Omegas bow to me. I nodded.

“Good girl. Remember, Alpha, Beta, Delta, and Omega, in that order. The rank system makes it easier for us all. You should rest. Let us sleep, little pup. We can talk more in the morning.”

My mother rested her head over her paw, and I did the same. It was not very comfy, but I tolerated it just fine. All this wolf stuff was hard to remember. I just had to remember the rank system. It could not be to hard. My eyelids started to droop. I saw the moon just outside my den. I heard the wolves howling. I was a wolf now, and a wolf I will be.

Before I had the chance to sleep, a full grown male gray wolf walked into the cave. He looked a lot like me. It was scary. When you think about it, he looked almost EXACTLY like me. His chest fur was puffed up, and he stood tall. He looked proud. My eyes opened wide, and my ears tilted back. I shrunk back to my mother. She got up and smiled.

“It is OK, little pup. This is your father, Zefar. Do not be afraid. He might be big, but he is gentle as a pup, like you.” my mother cooed sweetly. My father sat down, and dipped his head to me.

“Hello, little one. Do you have a name yet?” Zefar asked.

I shook me head nervously. Whether he be my father or not, he was BIG. And big wolves scared me, knowing I was so small.

“Zefar, I have not came up with a name, even though I have an idea. Want to hear it?”

My father nodded. Shadow whispered her idea into his ear. His poor ear. Once I got a good look at it, I noticed it was slightly torn, which means something bad once happened to him. I gulped.

“Shadow, I like it. We will announce it to the entire pack in the morning. It is time to howl. You may stay with our pup. I will talk to the other packs. Good night.” my father walked out.

I heard many different howls. Each of them had different meanings. Even though I barely understood what they were saying, it sounded interesting. My hearing was sharper. Different smells flooded through my nose. It was almost overwhelming. I looked at my mother, and tried to ask what they were talking about. I cocked my head, and would glance at the moon. I whimpered and tried to howl. I am obviously need to work on my howling skills. But somehow, she understood what I meant. I smiled, and rested my head again.

“There are four packs that live around the big mountain. The North, The South, The East, and The West packs. They all talk to each other through howling over the mountain. We are The Northern Pack. As a pack, we travel sometimes. The mountain is so big, it is sky-lengths wide and tall. We have many of places to explore. Only one wolf has made it up, and lived. He lives at the very top. It is time for bed, little pup of mine. Hush, and listen to the sounds of the other wolf howls. Listen, little wolf. One day you will be howling with them. Try to recognize what they are saying. Do you notice any familiar words I taught you? Listen, little pup. I will teach you more in the morning. But now, it is time for you to rest. Good night, little pup. Sweet dreams. I will see you at Sun Rise.”

I closed my eyes again. I listened to the sound of the howls. It was interesting, and enjoyable. After listening for a bit, I began to understand very few words. I heard Alpha, and Omega often. I also heard wolf, and howl. A few other words I picked up after a while, such as Zefar, moon, and pack. The howls began to die down after a bit. I was so tired. Today felt short, but it seemed so long at the same time. Soon, I fell fast asleep, right next to my mother.