Walking into the base was always my least favorite part of war. BUt this time, I felt something that I couldn’t pinpoint, and it felt very familiar. Almost like I was at home again. I shook it off, and greeted the people I had to live with. As I met this one person named Elise, I smelled my half-brothers scent. As we went along our day, I kept feeling as if I were in my brothers presence. I had to share a room with Elise, which was not the best. I woke up in the morning to Lilac screaming that the captain was killed. I suspected it was Elise, but I couldn’t tell. After we decided to look at the tapes, and figured it was either Elise or Norman, we put them both in separate cells. About an hour later, I heard screams coming from downstairs, and ran to the cells. Elise had attacked Norman, and ran away. She cut off part of an ear, covered in fur. I now knew why she had smelt like my brother. She was a werewolf, just like him. I grabbed Norman, and yelled for Lilac, who had earlier said she was a medic. She stitches Normans chest, and Kate, who was appointed captain, sent Thomas and I to spy on the werewolf base closest to ours, in which the ruler of all werewolves, Jack Kemble, was staying. He was the guy we had to kill to end the war. He also happened to be my brother. But I’m not a werewolf, I’m a fairy-elf-witch hybrid. It is an extremely long story I’d like to not explain. After gaining important information, Thomas and I headed back to the base to report to Kate.