UNDER THE MOON

Thunder boomed and lightning flashed in the sky, the atmosphere was very eerie, and wind raged outside the house, making a young girl confirm her suspicions. "Mum, Dad doesn't go I had a bad dream, in my dream you guys left and never came back" Diana yelled, her mum, a woman with black hair smiled at her, "Oh honey, it was just a bad dream, just stay put, I and your dad want to rectify something, you know what rectify means right, I taught you..........." "I know Mom, I know. Dad why are you holding a gun, is that a silver bullet" Diana asked.

Her father stared at her with his intense blue eyes, he had blonde hair just like hers. "Yes honey, this is...............his wife elbowed him and he groaned, "Alright, alright, see Diana. We are going somewhere and it is dangerous we want you to stay here in these protected walls, away from danger, we will come back, I promise hon." her father said, Diana glared at them both, tears streaming down her face. "Okay, promise me, you are gonna use the bulletproof SUV like in the movies okay?" Diana whispered and hugged them both, her parents returned the hug. "We will" her father's deep voice made her relax, "I'll bring us both in one piece, sugar," he said and they both stood and waved but as they went away Diana's feeling of dread and foreboding heightened and she could not help but feel they weren't going to come back. I woke up gasping and covered in sweat, these dreams again? They just kept on coming, I am Diana Peters, just an average girl with no parents and relatives I know of, I was told by a lawyer that my parents died in an accident(I find that hard to believe though, considering where they told me where they where going before I never saw them again). I groaned as the alarm rang and I punched the button and It stopped its annoying ringing, I sighed and peeked from under the covers and groaned again, sunlight filtered through the curtains, with a jolt, I remembered I had to go to my work, I bolted upright and stripped and grabbed my robe and hurried to the bathroom, after that, I put on a shirt on sky blue jeans and ran out of the house, I ran to the train station and bought a ticket and waited for the train after fifteen minutes of waiting for the next train arrived and I climb in and sat. "Hi," a voice said and I whirled round to find a man sitting with his Rottweiler, I knew him, he delivered parcels, and in a way, I felt we were related because we were both hard workers but the difference was that my parents left me an inheritance, not money though, I had to work for it. "Hi Dave " I replied and he grinned, "You good?" I asked and he nodded, I reached out to rub his Rottweiler head, it whined and I reached into my bag and brought out Walmart hotdogs, tore the wrapper, and poured it for the Rottweiler, it whined happily and started devouring its meal, I stared on hungrily, that was my only meal for today and here was this lucky dog eating it, Dave stared at the hot dog too, "You shouldn't have done that," he said and I just smiled, the dog finished its food and sat beside me and I rubbed its head, Dave raked his hand through his brown hair. "So Diana, how is work, heard you got a job in a commercial company," he said "After years of searching, doing stupid jobs, where you get insulted" I replied "Yeah, jobs like mine, there was this time I went to deliver parcels in the night and hoodlums attacked me, thank goodness that I brought along Max, he nearly killed them all when one punched me. You are lucky to get this new job, Diana, I still remember when they asked you to do a stripper job" Dave said. I laughed out loud and winked at him, "Yeah, thank God I didn't even step foot there, gangbang? Nah I can't, not me" I said, the train then honked loudly, "This is my stop I guess, I guess I have to be going, feed Max well," I said and scratched Max between the ears, Dave waved and Max whined sadly. I jumped down from the train and watched as it moved away, I powered on my phone, checked for directions, clicked on the company's email, and saw the directions. I followed the direction and finally got to my destination, hell, the company was impressive and massive, mustering courage, I sucked in my breath and walked straight up to the receptionist. "Hi, I am Diana, I was sent an email from Mr. Varane to come and see him," I said, the receptionist stared at me and grinned, revealing perfect white teeth. "Umm, fifth floor, room twelve, normally I would ask your business here but I just like you," the receptionist said and I nodded. "Thanks Ummm..........." "Call me Meera" the receptionist beamed, I smiled and thanked her and entered the elevator, I got to the fifth floor and looked around for room twelve, then I saw it the door was black with a blue plastic tag, I breathed in again, probably the second time I did that and knocked. "Come in," a deep voice said from inside and I stepped in, the office was so spacious and gave off a luxury vibe, a man sat on a black velvet swivel chair and he smiled when he saw me, "You must be Diana, welcome to Neonhaven commercials," he said and I returned his smile and we shook hands, his accent sounded weird but I decided to forget that. "So Miss Diana, do you know what your role is gonna be" he said. "No sir" "Alright, I want you to be my director and you start tomorrow," he said and my head went blank for a few minutes, he just freaking said "Director" I could never imagine myself in that position. "Thank you so much, Sir," I said and he smiled warmly and nodded. "You reminded me so much of my daughter," he said, his expression wistful, I didn't want to pry but I was curious, "Is she fine sir?" I asked him. "She is dead," he said clenching his fist, and my heart ached for the man. "Am so sorry sir" "It's alright dear, I should not have disturbed you with this, you may go home now" he smiled and I nodded and turned to go "Diana?" he called, and I turned to look at him, his blue eyes were bloodshot, "She was murdered. She was raped and then shot in the head" he rasped and outrage filled me "What?" I yelled, "Who did that" "If I tell you, you won't believe" he whispered, "Okay I will tell you, because I trust you, you sure you want to know who did this?" he asked I nodded, "Who?"

I was still recovering from shock at what Mr. Varane said, (that an evil werewolf did) who would go to length to kill an innocent lady, was it to get back at Mr. Varane? I was honestly sorry for poor old Mr.

Varane, sighing I grabbed a carton of milk from a shelve poured it into a glass, and drank, the creamy milk soothed my insides and my head became clearer, I went to the bedroom and grabbed my notepad, and I scribbled down, Killed, Raped Unknown werewolf killer I sighed and my eyes started to droop, I stared at what, I had written down, and oddly enough, there was this feeling, like a sixth sense, gnawing at me that this was related to my parent's disappearance, of course, the lawyer's said my Dad and Mom died in a car accident but I knew this was not true because after my parents left me that day I got a note which said I will never see my parents again, hours later the lawyers came and said my parents died in a car accident, I did not even remember seeing any bodies they buried but now hearing Mr. Varane talk about his daughter's murder, I just feel this was the way to investigate about my parents, my eyes finally refused to stay open and I fell asleep, of course, my memories came again as dreams. "Diana dear won't you go to see your aunt, Brielle, she has some cool tricks ya know" "Yes Mommy, can I have my milk now, I don't even care who Aunt Brielle is, all I want is my milk," Diana said, playing with her mother's hair as her mother did her pinafore, her mother straightened and lead Diana to the table, she poured some milk into the cereal first then poured another into a glass. "Yum Mommy, why is milk so good?" Diana yelled, grinning cheekily at her, her mother shrugged and ruffled Diana's blond hair "Milk is special from other drinks because it comes from living breathing mammals like humans, goats, and cows" her mother explained "Is that the only drink mammals can produce Mom?" Diana asked, gulping down the last of her milk "I......I think so" her mother replied. "Mom? What about pee?" Diana asked seriously. "You can't drink pee you know that hon" her mom answered "What about the white sticky stuff that males produce," Diana asked and her mother's face reddened, how did the hell she know that? She was just twelve "Who told you that?" Her mother said sternly and Diana raised a brow "Chill Mom, our Science teacher told us in class, Mom do you know how it works?" Diana asked and her mom shook her head "Stop lying mom, I know that white stuff made me, just tell me how you and Dad did it, please Mom" I woke to the sound of knocking and opened the door to see Dave with a parcel, he smiled when he saw me. "Hi Diana, this is for you, sign here please," he said and I signed, he grinned again and winked at me, "Hey Dave, what's up? where Max" I asked, and Dave smiled "He chasing rats at home, and I now have a bike" he pointed to a brand new red bike, "Can't carry the stubborn dog in that" he explained "Oh, you said this is for me?" I asked and he nodded, "Gotta go now Diana, bye" he waved and I watched him climb his bike and drive off, I smiled and walked inside, I stared at the brown paper bag, breathing in I tore the seal and dug my hand into the bag, I brought out an envelope and opened, inside the envelope was a note and it read. It's your turn, I am coming I stared at the note and fear washed over me, I was scared to hell of dying, and now this. I grabbed my phone and dialed Mara's number but it was redirecting to a business call, who the hell was after me now, I had no money, this house was left to me by my parents, it's funny, how I had no real home back then. After the disappearance of my parents, the lawyer came and took me to an orphanage, telling me I was too young to handle the house, I was moved from the orphanage to various foster homes until I was of age and the lawyer found me, I wish I remembered the lawyer's face, I like to thank him someday, but right now I got a lot of things to figure out, and I won't rest till I get my answers, my phone buzzed and I stared at the screen, it was a message from Mr Varane, it read: Stay indoors Diana, I got a bad feeling, the same feeling I felt before my daughter died, I'll see you tomorrow, watch your back always. I stared at the message, confused, this death of Mr. Varane's daughter seems to be linked to my parents, if Mr. Varane had a bad feeling that something was gonna happen minutes after I got this damned note, then I think it was connected, if only I could get some clues and I got the feeling Mr. Varane wasn't telling me something, I got the feeling if he told me, my life was gonna change. I picked up my phone and dialed the number that Mr Varane used to message me and he picked up the first ring. "Hello Diana, miss me already?" He said chuckling and I laughed, but my mood changed immediately, "You are right Mr. Varane," I said "How? The message?" He asked "I got a note," I told him what the note said and I could hear his breathing get labored on the phone. "I knew this would happen" his voice sounded so tired, "I am so sorry Diana, sorry I didn't tell you" his accent made his voice deeper "Mr Varane what are you talking about" "I am your Lawyer, Diana" he dropped the bomb, and I nearly dropped my phone. "What!" I yelled "Yes Diana, I have been watching over you keeping you from danger, now I have contacted you, he knows and he is coming," He said. "Wait who?" I asked, "Holyshit, Dammit!" he yelled over the line "Wait!" I yelled but the line went dead, and I sat wearily on my bed. Mr. Varane was my lawyer, was all I could comprehend, as I snuggled into the sofa, a low guttural growl rang out, the lights went out and I grabbed my dad's favorite poker, the growl grew louder and I could make up the silhouette of a massive figure, then I swung the poker.

I woke up feeling weary and tired, I sat up slowly and grabbed my phone, no message, no missed calls, after a quick shower, my stomach rumbled and I went to the kitchen, and ate the leftover apple pie I had last night alongside my milk, seeing the carton of milk made me miss my mom, I finished my breakfast and slipped my phone into my pocket and stepped out, locking the door behind me. Dave was waiting for me in his new red bike, "Want a ride" He said and I grinned at him.

"How did you get this" I asked, Dave smiled and slapped the seat. "My uncle bought this for me and said I should be delivering the parcel with this baby here," he said and I nodded, not wanting to waste any time, Dave mounted and I mounted behind him he started the bike and soon we zoomed off the paved roads of Neonhaven, the city was bursting with activities, men, and women going about, cars speeding by, children and teens going to school, sometimes I wonder what all these people were doing right now.

"We are here," I said when I saw the familiar building I was going to be working in, Dave whistled when he saw the tall massive building. "Are you kidding me? you work here Diana? My God, we're gonna be rich soon" he said grinning and I punched him playfully "Bye Dave, I'll see you soon," I said and he nodded and winked at me, mounted his bike, and drove off. Remembering what happened yesterday made my mood sour and I stepped in, cold air-conditioned air slammed into me, as I walked in, Meera smiled in greeting and I went upstairs and went to the office I was to work in, Meera had told me Mr. Varane was not around yet. I glanced around the spacious office, and stared at the city below, my mind was threatening to go haywire anytime from the info I got, I needed to get answers, I turned to the laptop on the desk powered it on, and started researching. A knock disrupted my research and I shut down the laptop.

"Come in" I yelled and Mr Varane came in looking older, his face was gaunt and worry lines were evident on his forehead, his dark hair fell to his temples, and the only thing that hadn't changed about him was his build, he was still tall and still always wore suits. "Sorry for hanging up, yesterday" he started and I groaned, can't this man even let me get angry with him for once, I had to admit I was mad at him yesterday, yeah, for hanging up, but mostly for keeping the truth from me, letting me suffer in foster homes "Alright," I said, "But why did you hang up," I asked and he stared at me hard. "My phone was bugged, I was being monitored yesterday, and I had to change phones ten times yesterday," he said and my eyes bugged, I was tired of my shitty phone, and here was someone saying he changed phones ten times yesterday "Seriously Mr Varane?" I asked, and he smiled wrily then his expression turned serious "Believe me Diana, I had to take you from your home to a foster home to keep you safe, I had to act like you never existed to keep the tabs off you, and when the timing was right, I had to bring you back but now the enemy knows," he said and I glanced at him, trying to figure out if he was joking but he looked dammed serious. "Wait who? Who the fuck is after me and why?" I yelled, Varane stared at me sadly, he slipped out a small pack of gum, opened it, and popped some into his mouth, the smell of mint filled my nostrils sharply, "I can't say, I do have my guesses, but one person always comes to my mind," Varane said "Who? Tell me please" I begged but Varane shook his head adamantly "I will tell you when the time is right, right now you might be in jeopardy, so too much information might be dangerous to you," he said and stood up, "I should be going to my office now and you should start working right away, and stay safe.

" he straightened up his suit and walked out of the office, I let out my breath and did my graphics design for the company and submitted for review, I checked my phone and the time read, four-thirty, jeez, I had to go home now, I packed up and said bye to Mr Varane who looked busy on his computer, he only had smiled and sent me on my way, I came out and waited at the bus stop, for the bus going my way, but none seemed to be coming, after minutes of waiting, I started to feel hungry and I decided to go to a restaurant across. I ordered Pepperoni pizza and when my order came, I devoured my meal, as I was eating my attention fell on a powerfully built guy, he sat at a table slowly chewing a huge pile on steak, and when he raised his face to mine, oh God............., my knees started to buckle even while sitting, the guy was so perfect, sea green eyes, well maintained eyebrows, perfect nose and there was his mouth, his lips were well colored and was the most tempting I had ever seen in a guy, I must have been staring so long because he scowled and went back to his meal and my head got clearer, I cursed and finished the last of my pizza, the bartender brought a free bottle of water and I mentally noted the name of the restaurant, I gave a quick glance to where the handsome guy had sat but he was gone, and I sighed in relief, starting at him made my head fuzzy and gave me this light feeling, I stepped out of the restaurant and crashed into someone's back and I was sent flying back onto my ass, I closed my eyes in embarrassment and anger, I could hear some college boys and girls snickering, I opened my eyes and sure enough the person I crash into was the guy from the restaurant, "Watch where you going miss," he said, his deep voice doing strange things to my inside, this only made me madder, "Why don't move out of the way yourself, move your shit out of people's way" I yelled and slowly shut up when his eyes hardened, I wasn't normally afraid when one gets psycho, but this dude's eyes were like that of a stormy sea, his usual stoic expression scared me and I stood up and backed up slowly, " I am sorry" I quickly amended, his green eyes didn't even soften, they hardened the more and I could swear, they flashed yellow, "Better be" came his deep voice, so cold and laced with anger, I should have apologized and left but I don't know what came over me, I started to get angry at his tone, like he was the boss here, who the hell did he think he was.

"You know you should smile or laugh often," I told him, "You look like a psycho," I said "I am," he said, his expression even got fierce but I was too angry to even feel fear, he stared at me coldly, "I don't know what a cockroach-like you would be thinking, that you would not watch where you are going, good day" he stared at me and his eyes briefly became yellow, he turned on his heel and stormed off, I watched as he stormed off, leaving me wondering whether I was dreaming or not if his eyes had turned yellow. Who the hell was this guy? My phone buzzed then and I brought it out, it was a message from an unknown source I clicked on it and a single message was all I saw, it read: