Chapter One: Back Again

  A 15 year old Wolfe wakes up in bed and slams his hand on his alarm clock. He yawns, showing his enlarged canine teeth, or fangs really. He looks out the window at his backyard and starts getting up. He dresses in steal toe boots, black jeans with the knees ripped out, a black shirt with a wolf head on it, a black hoodie, and a black fedora. He looks in the mirror and plays with his caller, a gift from his girlfriend, Fang, who's father was also a Wolvarian and mother a human. He pops his hood up over the fedora and heads down stairs with his messenger bag that he uses like a backpack.  

  Once Wolfe makes it to the kitchen, he sits at the table beside Chase. "Good morning!" The African American teen says happily to his best friend. Wolfe grunts. "How are you so hyper?" He asks his human friend. "Dude! I'm about to go to school!" Chase shouts as his glasses slide down his nose. Wolfe rolls his eyes. Chase chuckles and pushes his glasses back up before rubbing his hand over his quip. Chase goes back to his breakfast, his toned arms moving with every chuckle. If it weren't for his glasses and straight A's, you'd think the boy a basketball jock or something. Wolfe rolls his eyes as a plate of bacon is sat in front of him. His nose scrunched up. "Jane! You know I don't eat cooked meat!" He calls to the woman. She rolls her eyes. "Either eat that, or I give you dog food." She says with her hands on her hips. Her curly dark brown hair up in a messy bun. "Then give me the dog food." He says, pushing the pork filled plate away from him with a tung stuck out. She sighs before walking out of the kitchen with her hands in the air. Chase grabs the plate, having finished off his pancakes and eggs, and starts eating. "Sure, go ahead, steal my food." Wolfe says sarcastically. "Well you weren't going to eat it." Chase says before stuffing his face with bacon again.  

  Christian walks in with an open can of dog food. He grabs a spoon out of the drawer and sets both down in front of Wolfe. Wolfe shrugs before eating the substance happily. When the boys finish eating they head out the door. "Ahem." Wolfe hears his mother from behind him as he slips on his black gloves on the porch. He sighs before turning around and kissing her cheek. "Have a nice day sweetheart." She says, her hair in a high ponytail. "You to mom." He says before running out to meet Chase by the gate leading into their front yard. The boys look back at the old & rundown looking Old Victorian style home. They walk down the hill the old house sits on a and under the shade of the trees along the forested path, the home being out in the woods.  

  When the two boys make it to the school, they head to the office for their first day in a new school.  

  Meanwhile...  

  Young Harleen Dark opens her locker to put her school bag inside. The young werewolf feels jittery, like something magical was going to happen today. As daughter of Alpha Lukas Dark, and future Luna of the Grimm Pack, she had her head held high. Next, the Ashly twins run over. They are the twin sons of Alpha Michele Ashly, and the future Co-Alphas of the Light Pack. The elder twin, Alexander, slams into the locker next to hers. "I heard there were new students." He says, his dark brown hair falling to his shoulders. Four claw marks lay over his left eye as both of his brown eyes look at his best friend intently. "Yeah, who are they?" Asks his younger twin, Alexavier, wearing the same style outfit and haircut as his brother, but his four claw marks are over his right eye instead. "Come on Harley, tell us!" Alexander whines, knowing this was the only way he'd get anything out of the fellow Alpha blood. "Chase Azdecka and Wolfe Bad." She answers. The twins jaws drop. "YOUR DAD CANNOT LET THAT MONSTER COME HERE!!!!" The twins shouts. "What? Why?" She asks. "Wolfe Bad is BAAAAAAAAAD news!" Alexavier shouts, eyes widening in fear. "And how would you know?" She asks them. "Because he's the one who scared our faces to hell and back!!!!!!" The twins shout in unison. Harley shakes her head. "He just moved here." She says, not believing them. "More like just moved back!" Alexander counters. "Yeah, he moved after fifth grade and now he's come back to finish what he started!" Alexavier adds. Harley is confused by this. "Finish what he started?" She asks. "YEAH! FINISH MURDERING US!" The twins shout in unison. "First he attacks us in Elementary school to put some good sense into us..." Alexander starts. "And then he comes back after a long break to tear us into little pieces and feed us to his pets!" Alexavier finishes.   

  "Either way, I have to give him and this Chase kid a tour of the school." Harley says before walking off. The twins walk after her. "No! Not alone!" Alexander shouts. "Then come with! And by the way, I hope you realize that your a set of Alpha twins that are some how scared of a simple human boy!" She calls back. When the trio reaches the front office, a sent hits Harley like no other. "MATE." She says under her breath, her eyes going black, as she stares at the back of a young male around her age. All she can see are his black boots, black jeans, and black hoodie, but she already loves him and thinks of him as the most gorgeous and sexy sight she's ever seen. He's arguing with the woman at the front desk, and his voice is amazing to young Harley. "My medical sheets should have been with my transfer papers just as requested! I put them all in the envelope and took them to the post office myself to make sure! My mother was even right there with me! What do mean you don't have them?!" He shouts, sounding angry. "I mean that I don't have them! Now take that hat and hood off!" She screeches. "I CAN'T!" He shouts back. "WHY?!" She yells. "I TOLD YOU WHY! ITS BECAUSE OF MY MEDICAL CONDITION!" He yells back. "Well I don't see any doctors note." She says, looking proud of herself. "Well, maybe if you could do your job right, then you'd see that it's in my medical notes that you must have lost." He counters, livid by this point. The woman chokes on her own saliva at this. He just insulted and challenged her work ethic! "Now you listen young man..." She starts, but gets cut off by him. "No, you listen. I absolutely refuse to attend this garbage school if you can't even keep track of some very important papers that have to do my health and wellbeing. Now, I will be taking my leave back home until you find those papers, and if you even try to stick the principal on me, then he will be let known that one of his employees is completely incompetent and obviously has no regard for his students safety." The teen male says and turns to his right, heading for the front door. Harley jolts out of lalaland at this. "Wait!" She calls to him. He turns around, revealing cyan eyes, some showing puffs of black hair, pale white skin, his black fedora, and his open hoodie reveals his wolf shirt. She shivers at the sight of his face. "My father is the principal, let me try to see if I can find the papers, please?" She asks. He nods. "Great! What's your name?" She asks, holding out a hand. He scans her hand before scanning her. "Wolfe, Wolfe Bad." He answers. "Harleen Dark, but everyone calls me Harley for short." She says before heading to a back room.  

  As Wolfe waits for Harley to get back, Chase sits lazily in a chair with his head slung back, and the twins are standing as far away from Wolfe as possible, watching the pale boy with fear stricken eyes. Wolfe looks to them. "Who are you?" He asks them. The twins sigh in relieve, happy he doesn't recognize them. Wolfe's head tilts to the side in question, much like a dog. Chase scans the twins over. "Wait, aren't they the Ashly twins? You know, the guys that use to bully us the last time we lived here?" The African American nerd speaks up. The twins gulp. "Oh yeah! Now I recognize them! How didn't I recognize those scars?" Wolfe says in response. "I don't know, but you gave 'em to 'em." Chase says. Wolfe smirks when he notices the twins looks. "Boo." He says with a smile and the twins scramble out and down the hall screaming for their lives. Chase and Wolfe crack up at that. "Looks like we won't have to worry about them this time!" Chase lets out. "You got that right!" Wolfe says.  

  Harley sniffs around the file room, trying to find any file with Wolfe's sent. "Come on! It's gotta be here somewhere!" She mutters. When she finds it, she finds that the papers were misfiled under Chase's folder, rather then Wolfe's. She come out with the papers and drops them in front of the woman with her own smug face. "Who does the filing?" Harley asks. The woman, an Omega in the pack, gulps. "M-me..." She says, sounding scared. Harley shakes her head. "Daddy will know about about you." She says and the woman's eyes go wide as she watches the girl strut out and into the hall with the boys behind her. "Now, it's my job to give you a tour of the school." She says before leading the boys down the locker clad hallways.  

  By the end of the tour, it's lunch, and Harley has invited the pair to the popular table. Chase says yes immediately, but Wolfe just wants a nice quiet table with out so many people. Harley brightens up when she thinks of a solution. She leads the boys to a lone, unused table behind the popular one. "This is the smallest table in the whole cafeteria so no one uses it, but I think you'll like it!" She explains. Wolfe just sits, feeling tired and drained since he wasn't completely awake yet, even after having a screaming match. Chase smiles and sits. "I like it!" He says happily. Harley nods and sits right next to Wolfe. Wolfe just huffs and opens his home made lunch like Chase. "Nice, P B and J, Some chips, a soda, and a Twinkie!" Chase says with his hand in the air after spilling out his bag. Wolfe scrunches up his nose at the sight of grilled chicken, backed ham, and cooked bacon in his bag. He slides the cooked meats over to Chase. "Yay!" Chase says. "Why won't you eat it?" Harley asks. "He only likes his meat raw." Chase says with a mouth fool of PB&J. Harley looks to Wolfe with wide eyes. She did not expect that!  

After lunch, Harley shows the boys around one last time before school lets out. "See you tomorrow?" She says to them as they go to walk off. "Yup." Wolfe says as him and Chase walk home. "She was hot." Chase says when the two get far enough away to not be heard. "Uhu." Wolfe says, looking at the clouds. "What is it?" Chase asks. "Oh! You thinking about Fang?" He says, wiggling his eyebrows. "Yes and no." Is Wolfe's reply. "What do you mean?" Chase asks. "There is just.... Something about that Harley girl. I feel connected to her. It's weird. Every time I think about her, I get happy, but then I feel this painful shock right after in my neck. It's weird." Wolfe explains, fiddling with his caller. Chase looks to the caller suspiciously. "How often do you feel the shock?" He asks, his serious mode kicking in. "I've been feeling it for two weeks now. I just don't think I like Fang in a romantic way anymore, but every time I think about that, I get shocked, and it happens every time I think of confronting her about it to." Wolfe explains. "And.... She gave you that caller?" Chase asks. "Well, yeah. For our first anniversary as a couple." Wolfe answers. Chase glares. "And where did she say she got it again?" He asks his canine friend. "The Fairytale Realm." Wolfe answers. "I knew it." Chase mutters under his breath. "Knew what?" Wolfe answers. "I thought there was something fishy going on when you couldn't get that thing off after you first put it on, but now I know I'm right. Think about it. You can't get it off, your neck gets shocked every time you have thoughts that could spell doom for your romantic relationship with Fang, the thing comes from a world filled with all sorts of magic and magical items, and you have to admit... Fang is a bit to clingy and obviously the jealous type!" Chase rants, but he has a point. Wolfe thinks it all over.

  "THAT MOTHER FUCKING BITCH CURSED ME!" Wolfe shouts with a growl right in front of the gates to the house. 

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What do you think of...

The Chapter?

The  Story?

Wolfe?

Chase?

Harley?

The Ashly Twins As A Whole?

Alexander?

Alexavier?

The Office Lady?

Fang? (Well, what you know of her...)

BYE!