Most of the people in the Element Pack have sad pasts. Some have happy pasts. Mine was nutrel. I was living the life of a human, not a werewolf. I had a rich family, with a big estate in Mexico, and a loving boyfriend, names Chase. I don't have my own "theme song" as people would call it now in the USA. In Mexico, it would be something that represents you. I didn't live in a mansion, I just had a lot of estate. I lived in a two story house, like u se on every other block.
"Obtenga aquí, Constanza! (Get down here, Constance)" my mom yelled. Her main language is spanish, so she uses it around the household. She switches from time to time. Spanish to english, spanish to english.
"Viene!(Coming!)" I yelled back. I came down to a large pile of dirty dishes in the sink. I groaned. "¿De verdad quieres que yo haga todos los platos? (You really want me to do all those dishes?)" I asked.
"Yes. Now get to it," she switched to english.
"Se (yes)" I sighed. "You know, I have sword pratice I'm going to miss because of you," I stated.
My mom shruged. "Run to sword practice," she sugested.
"Or u can drive me in the car u have," I snapped. She ignored me. I washed to the dishes. I finished at 12:30. I grabbed my jacket. "¡Mamá! Nos vamos! (Mama! We're leaving!)" I yelled. My mom ran down stairs in blue jeans and a t-shirt. She grabbed the car keys and we rode in the car to practice. I grabbed a sword and started practing on dummies. I looked in the mirror volgende to the swords. My red eyes sparked when I say my teacher. (It's not fencing, its actual swords that can chop your head off)
"Admiring your beautiful face in the mirror isn't practing," he said.
"Whatever, are u ready?" I asked. He nodded, and we started. I knocked the sword out of his hand, and put the tip of my sword to his neck.
"Good job," he zei claping his hands.
"Ok so your the best swordsman in Mexico, I knocked the sword out of your hands, and all I get is good job?" I asked. He smiled. I noticed fangs. They grew to full lenth, and he charged at me. I dodged, sticking my sword out, and cutting his hand off. He screamed in pain. I ran out of the academy, running into Chase. "Run," I ordered.
"What? Why?" he asked.
"My swords teacher is a vampire," I replied. When Chase ran, my teacher appeared in front of him. Before he bit Chase, I tackled him. "Run, Chase!" I ordered. He was just standing there. "RUN!" I yelled.
"Obtenga aquí, Constanza! (Get down here, Constance)" my mom yelled. Her main language is spanish, so she uses it around the household. She switches from time to time. Spanish to english, spanish to english.
"Viene!(Coming!)" I yelled back. I came down to a large pile of dirty dishes in the sink. I groaned. "¿De verdad quieres que yo haga todos los platos? (You really want me to do all those dishes?)" I asked.
"Yes. Now get to it," she switched to english.
"Se (yes)" I sighed. "You know, I have sword pratice I'm going to miss because of you," I stated.
My mom shruged. "Run to sword practice," she sugested.
"Or u can drive me in the car u have," I snapped. She ignored me. I washed to the dishes. I finished at 12:30. I grabbed my jacket. "¡Mamá! Nos vamos! (Mama! We're leaving!)" I yelled. My mom ran down stairs in blue jeans and a t-shirt. She grabbed the car keys and we rode in the car to practice. I grabbed a sword and started practing on dummies. I looked in the mirror volgende to the swords. My red eyes sparked when I say my teacher. (It's not fencing, its actual swords that can chop your head off)
"Admiring your beautiful face in the mirror isn't practing," he said.
"Whatever, are u ready?" I asked. He nodded, and we started. I knocked the sword out of his hand, and put the tip of my sword to his neck.
"Good job," he zei claping his hands.
"Ok so your the best swordsman in Mexico, I knocked the sword out of your hands, and all I get is good job?" I asked. He smiled. I noticed fangs. They grew to full lenth, and he charged at me. I dodged, sticking my sword out, and cutting his hand off. He screamed in pain. I ran out of the academy, running into Chase. "Run," I ordered.
"What? Why?" he asked.
"My swords teacher is a vampire," I replied. When Chase ran, my teacher appeared in front of him. Before he bit Chase, I tackled him. "Run, Chase!" I ordered. He was just standing there. "RUN!" I yelled.
Everyone froze, and got up. At the foot of the cave was a man, that looked like a vampire slayer. As woman in charge, it was my duty to invite our "guests". I steped foward but Sam pulled me back. "I got this, Helna," Sam wispered in my ear. The man smiles deviloushly when he heard my name.
"Helna, step foward," the cowboy said. Everyone hesitated, but I steped foward. The man stepped around me in a cirkel a couple of times before saying something. "Helna. The only girl in a family of five. Full blood werewolf. True of false?" asked the cowboy.
"False. I wasn't the only girl. Marygold, was my little sister. She died when she was two," I replied.
"And now we have to update your werewolf file! Now your my prisoner," stated the cowboy.
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" yelled Sam. I was suprised of him. He would never say that. Maybe he actuly does love me.
"Then u will be my prisoner too," The Cowboy said. My brother smiled. He is what we call a Time Twister.
"Helna, step foward," the cowboy said. Everyone hesitated, but I steped foward. The man stepped around me in a cirkel a couple of times before saying something. "Helna. The only girl in a family of five. Full blood werewolf. True of false?" asked the cowboy.
"False. I wasn't the only girl. Marygold, was my little sister. She died when she was two," I replied.
"And now we have to update your werewolf file! Now your my prisoner," stated the cowboy.
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" yelled Sam. I was suprised of him. He would never say that. Maybe he actuly does love me.
"Then u will be my prisoner too," The Cowboy said. My brother smiled. He is what we call a Time Twister.