I awoke in the morgue gasping as the dream seemed so real so vivid that the world spun around me as it came into focus. the cold metal table and the room temperature that felt like an ice box was the first to hit me the next was my sheer nudity and the fact I had flung a white sheet to the floor when I sat up. the next thing that astounded me and shocked me was I had a toe tag. I looked towards the front of the long line of metal slabs with similar figures under white sheets the reality sunk in. I was in a morgue my dream was not a dream and I was murdered but then why am I sitting here my head attached? I wanted to scream and roar my frustration and confusion. then the mortician came in and dropped his donut and paperwork on the floor pointed then fainted. I decided to liberate him of his clothes and made my way out the building avoiding everyone. I got out side and my brother got out of a car a fancy one. I moved towards the car but then stopped cause cops pulled up next and my instincts and senses told me they were lycans and they weren't the good kind. I hid while they and my brother entered the facility once they were out of sight I snuck over to his car and then happened to touch it near its key code and like that the system was disabled as me and the car shared an electric spark. I climbed in the backseat then relocked the car. I attuned my ears and listened as the good doctor tried to explain that he seen a corpse walk away from his autopsy room in the morgue and that the corpse was his reason for being nude at work. the cops and my brother couldn't figure what that had to do with me till he said "cause it was your brother". the doctor told them that someone like me was a medical miracle and scientific Discovery and insisted they believe me and they sounded skeptical. my brother played his part well pretending he had no idea then attributing human greed as a factor to deflect him from being a suspect saying if he could find me that they'd all be rich. once outside him and the lycan cops began to converse he told them I was a lycan and who my mother was and because it was unprecedented in our kind that death not hinder us especially being beheaded as I was that they needed to find me. my brother told them as the king's advisor he could personally attest that the kind would be very interested in me. they nodded and left the conversation left me uneasy and more prone to watch my brothers doings because I wasn't entirely sure I could trust him anymore and I didn't know him like that. he climbed in his car and for the time being I hid in the trunk using the seat access from the inside of the car. as we drove I realized the book was missing from my possession and it was likely my killer took it. I decided to check the room first and go from there. as we got to the motel he got out of the car and shut the door. I moved out of the trunk and searched the car my gut said it was his fault and sure enough under the back seat was the book. it was time I disappeared and this book with me I had enough Romanian that I could make my way from here and bunker down. I disappeared and just to add a little touch I decided to set his alarms off and leave the doors open so it would seem the book was stolen. I shocked the cars system and it went haywire and I took off and was gone. I headed towards the forests of southern Romania. once there I found an a nice area and set to work cutting trees down. as the days went by and I worked my ass off I was thrilled cause the work gave me something to do. I was sure that my home away from home would be decent enough but it made me long for my home that had all my secret treasures and homey touches. as I worked day by day cutting down trees making a small clearing I began to build my house. I smoothed out the logs and treated them so they will grow around the house and the ones where the house was going to sit I poisoned. I began shaping cutting and assembling the logs in the layout I marked. I began with the floor and worked from there and once I was done I then began planning rooms and assembling walls. the goal was if anyone found me was to make this house confusing enough that it would be hard to find me unless they knew their way around. I planned to once done with the walls and assembly of the house to paint the interior walls with a reflective type of paint that acts like a mirror when light hits them and makes for a very disorienting effect. it's especially disorienting for lycans cause our sense are three times that of a humans. I moved through the motions day in day out sand wax seal drag and place. over and over again day by day about two weeks in I was half way up on the wall. I laid out under the stars and was watching the stars when I heard a noise. it was a full moon night and as I moved around towards the sound there in a small clearing was a woman near the river she was drinking and I had moved silently and stealthily towards her. before I could get to close to scent her due to being down wind of her she spoke halting me. "you can quit sneaking around I smelled you before you even got within a hundred feet of me" well that answered that question her statement indicated she was a lycan or some subspecies of our kind. she looked at me and then headed towards the direction of where I was building my cabin. "did you ask permission to build this here?" I merely shook my head and she said "be glad this is my property and I don't care and your obviously trying to hide out from our kind as I am." I nodded and laid back down and looked at the stars. she laid next to me and the next morning we got up and began working together in tangent building. as we built the house I layered each section with a nature made cement made of various things offered by nature just as many nomadic civilizations used. as we got to where I was ready to put the roof on I decided to finish that the following day. it took me and hera total of 30 days to get to this point me working the first three weeks and her working this last week helping me. tomorrow the roof would go up and once everything is dry I'd be reinforcing the house. as I started to finishing the work i realized I never told her name nor did she tell me hers and I didn't feel it was really that important. it was however the most beneficial relationship in my life a perfect line with no bumps or hastles from point A to point B where I wanted to be. whenever she wasn't around I found a semi dark place and practiced the martial art called Shadow Rythm. I realized that alot of what the book spoke upon for the technique was incredibly close to every day things we already do. so I read a little further and then began with the basics following motions that inspired relaxation within me. during the day we worked hard side by side till the house was complete and then at night I was off practicing. one night though I didn't hear or smell her sneaking up on me and watching until the next morning I turned to leave and she was there with some unknown emotion flittering across her face. as I moved to go past her she grabbed me and said low "that book was meant to stay lost. did you kill it's keeper to get it?" I took a minute to figure what that meant and then shook my head and left. it was best not to tell her who had it or why. and I wasn't too sure how true the story of it being stolen was and who she was. I didn't need problems. I needed power to wipe out our leader and lead our species to prosperity equality and peace. I needed alot and one thing for sure was the strange need for her as well but it could wait because destiny calls me. it was time to follow the line forward.