The Sun and The Moon.

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The final full moon had been this very night and Ylva was reeling from it. She was coming down off her Werewolf high. She hated her transformation more than anything but no matter what happened she always ended up in the woods far away from home. With a igh she moves to her bag she always got after her nights and pulled on a knew pair of pants and a shirt. Werewolf transformations always ruined her best clothing. Ylva was so tired of being a werewolf but it was her life now, she had only ever turned one another soul so it wasnt like she couldnt live with herself or anything. There was so much she had to deal with and this wasnt something she wanted to add to the list for three nights a months. Ylva had a raging headache and she was doing her best not to lose what little self control she had left. Things where complicated enough for Ylva with the curse from Diana and Artemis. She was boynd to be stuck in the middle for the rest of her life, this never ending cycle. She knew Artemis would remove the curse but Diana would never.

There was so much she`d have to explain to herself later as she tried to piece together what happened through stories and photos. Sometimes she ended up on the news or well the internet but she held her head high. She had a small wound still healing on her arm, she grabbed some bandages and quickly wrapped her arm as carefully and gently as it could possibly be done. Ylva didnt care about scars or wounds other than keeping them clean to avoid illness. She had never tested the theory that the werewolf genetics could possibly have healed her illness over the next month. Ylva was tired she had been running wild all night, the bags under her eyes showed that, normally the last night of the moon was the worst. She ran her hands over her face trying to stay awake she had to get home to the joint camp. She began to pack up the bag when the sudden sound of a twig breaking in the distance caught her attention. She dropped her bag and quickly got into a fighting stance when she heard the sound of feet step approaching with each step they grew louder and closer to her. When a man appeared she raises a brow, she could take him if danger came but she waited to attack. "Can I help you?" she sounded a bit sarcastic in her tone towards him.

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[Alex Morningstar]

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SEARCHING IN THE DARKNESS

WE ARE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT

RUNNING FROM THE DAY

It was a lovely night to venture out into the woods. His stress walk taking him deeper into the woods as he let his mind consider multiple ways of handling things. The haze in his mind still lingering from the effects of his high. A lite cigarette hung from his mouth as his hands dug deep into his pockets. Wondering if everything that had happened was all planned by the so called gods. This was no life to live with little freedom in how you could live. No, the gods did love to play their little games that effected us humans. Now with so much fighting and so much hate, how could one believe they could survive in such a damned world. That's why the will of survival had to be strong within everyone. It could definitely be seen with how much fighting went on but there were other ways of surviving. Yet, how could he hope to show everyone that way when everyone considered the way of bloodshed the right way. There was hopefully others out there that saw the way he thought, Alicia being the only other one that he knew of.

The least he could say about all this is that it made life a bit exciting. Especially with no knowledge of whether this or the next day could be your last one on this world. Interesting to always come across new or old faces as the days pass by. Learn new things that help you get through your journey on this winding road of life. He figured that he was just a wanderer through this world anyway. Trying to find his place within the society since he knew it couldn't be with the Titans. The Greeks took him in and helped him out the most. Figuring that others would of possibly tried to kill him on the spot if they knew who he was. Being the son of a Titan wasn't a story that he went around telling people and it was lucky for him that Apollo was the same on both sides. Though, it would be troublesome if Apollo was to ever show up before him. Any god for that matter. Just hopefully no one else would be around if that were to ever happen.

Venturing deeper into the forest, he heard a bit of rustling. His high was coming down to where it was easier to be area of his surroundings better. Taking a drag from his cigarette and blowing smoke into the air, taking closer steps to the sound of the noise. Figuring that much couldn't be out this way. Only a person or an animal but if it was a monster, it definitely had some balls to venture out this way between the camps. Using his tongue to flick the filter that was in his mouth, he would let the dead ashes fall to the wind. Stepping closer, he saw that it was a female. She also seemed very ready and very capable of fighting him. His hands instantly went into the air as a form of being passive. "Woah, I'm not here looking for a fight." His eyes drifting down to her back pack and then back to her. "Taking a late night stroll also?" He was very much hoping that she wasn't just going to pounce on him. Alex wasn't much of a fighter, using his powers mostly to trick people instead of having direct confrontation.