Fen was feeling happy today. It wasn't often. He didn't quite know why, but he just was.

    He opened his eyes and smiled softly. Then rolled out of bed and got ready for school. In fact, Fen almost left the room with that happy mood.

Until he opened the door, and a tall dark shadow stood in his way. He backed up a couple of steps. Then Fen remembered what had happened.

"Where were you last night?" He accused the tired looking figure of Daemon in the doorway.

    Daemon pushed Fen out of the way and started hunting for a change of clothes. Fen could smell the forest on him, and the surprising scent of animal and blood.

    "Dae!" He cried. "Do you have any idea how worried I was?"

    Daemon growled deep in his throat and turned on Fenrir, his eyes were wild.

    Fen gasped, backing away from the older teen. "Dae?"

     His older brother still didn't answer him. Fen slowly walked from the room staring with wide open eyes of fear.

    He could barely feel his fingers as he walked down the side walk. It had started to drizzle but he didn't care. By the time he made it to his first class he was soaking wet and had sneezed three times. The teacher of course had noticed this and had sent him off to the nurse.

    Fen waited, shivering softly in the cold hallway for the nurse to be done with someone else. Until another slammed into the wall next to him.

    He jumped when he realized it was the orange haired girl. She had her jaw set and was trying to look tough. But there was something pained about her exsperssion. Fen wouldn't ask, he wouldn't dare. Something about her demeanor told him she could chew him up and spit him out if she wanted.

    He tried to act natural, scooting a few inches away from her and wonder why she was leaning so close to him on the same wall. Trying not to be distracted by that fact her hair looked really soft.

    Finally he could bare it no longer.

    "Um, can I help you?" He asked softly.

    "I'm here to see the nurse, fur brain." She growled back.

    He relaxed, opening his mouth to ask why, but then thinking better of it by the glare she shot him.

    A groaning kid opened the door and the nurse pushed him out.

    "There's nothing wrong with you Charlie, for the last time!" She huffed, in her slightly English accent, then turned to them.

    "Hi there sweeties, come on and tell me what's up. Nasty weather we're having, isn't it?"

    Fen nodded in agreement. Nurse Jenkins sat him down on the squishy bed and stuck a thermometer under his tongue. Then pulled out a sterile piece of paper that was probably his medical record and stared at it. The thermometer beeped and she tsked in disapproval.

"Looks like you had a cold and running against a fever. Did you walk here in the rain?" Her eyes narrowed down on him.

"Uh, yeah." He admitted sheepishly.

"Is there not a single bloody umbrella at your place? My sweet Lord, children these days. Any allergies?"

"Um, thistle, silver, and peanuts." He replied, smiling inwardly at her outwardly attitude.

She nodded and marked something off on his paper. Fen really liked this woman. But her next words made his heart skip a beat.

    "Silver? Are you like your brother then?" Nurse Jenkins glanced up at him.

    "Excuse me?" He chocked. "Like him how?"

    "A smelly, hooky playing, bloody teenager, what do think I mean? A Lycanthrope, son!"

    "Um, I... What?" he was so shocked he literally had nothing to say whatsoever.

"Yeah, I know. It's been a while since Daemon's visited me since he accidentally let it slip a few years back. He let me examine his blood and everything, I can explain the whole process." Nurse Jenkins smiled down at me.

"Really?" Fen inquired, still stunned beyond belief.

"Yeah, your blood and cells contain a chemical literally called Lycantosine, it reacts to pressure. This same pressure is created when the moon is full, or when you're angry. Then you change. If you tweak the chemical a bit, you could even change which animal You would turn into to. Make sense?"

"Yes." He still felt shocked, and slightly miffed that Daemon had forgotten to mention the two of them weren't the only people who knew.

She handed him a thimble-sized cup of cough syrup and sent him home, with an umbrella. He scurried out the door and nearly crashed into the orange haired girl again. She had been really close to the doorway. Fen noticed immediately when she stepped back a few feet, that she was limping, her right leg was in bandages. He wanted to ask, but he valued his limbs so he just kept his head down and walked away.

It was still pouring outside. Fen was slightly miffed he would miss the movie the rest of his class mates would get to watch during lunch. He didn't care that badly though, in fact, Fen enjoyed being outside on days like this. He liked the way the world smelled when it was all wet, despite the fact his sniffer was tinged red and leaking like a faucet. The patter on the rain on the tavern-like roof of the umbrella was a comforting sound. He even stopped to jump in a few particularly large puddles.

Fen's calm demeanor evaporated into thin air once he turned the corner onto his street, and saw the police cars parked in front of the orphanage. Chills ran down his spine as he remembered a few years ago, when he learned about the deaths of his parents. He hated being at the funeral of two people he never knew, but it had changed Dae for the worst. Why were they here now?

The umbrella almost slipped out of his pale white hands as he tried to force himself to walk forward. He could barely hear the rain now. All sound seemed to be drowned out be an impossibly loud roar in the back of his head. Then he stepped under the overhang and closed his umbrella with a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach.

    The door swung open and Matron burst forth and wrapped her arms around him. Fen was startled and let her hold him as she went on and on about how worried she was.

    "Thank God you're all right!" She cried, tears mixing with the rain. "When the school called I... I didn't know what to do."

    "What happened?" He asked, not sure if he really wanted to hear the answer. Behind Matron he could see the men and women in blue uniforms and shiny badges.

    "It's Daemon, he never made it to school. Nobody's seen him all day. He's missing."

    Fen didn't really know what happened after he heard those words. People talked to him, their voices mixing together in one blur as he tried to stand properly. His whole body had gone numb. He felt like someone had taken a knife to his heart. Fen felt almost betrayed. His whole world came crashing down in those moments. And Fen had no idea how to bring it back up again.