<span style="font-style: italic">"Come son, follow me to the depths of darkness. Your trial has started."<br/>I walked slowly into the darkened forest. So silent... Nothing to hear, nothing to see. Suddenly a crack was heard behind him. Likon turned around. Nothing. Then out of nowhere with a horrendous growl something crushed Likon down and then dissapeared in the dark again. Afraid he started running to nowhere. Bumping onto trees and stumbling onto roots he fell many times. For ten days a 17 years old boy was running for its life in a forest, hunted by something he couldn't even see. Another hit from the beast and Likon's face was buried in the mud. He stayed there. Afraid to get up again. "I'm not worthy to carry on my father's name" he said tired from all this running. Tears appeared in his eyes. He was waiting for the last strike. "Son!" A voice in his mind. "Why are you afraid? Your mother taught you how to love and how to hide. But I, Zeus, will show you your true nature. Stand your ground son!"<br/>Likon felt power running through his veins. He stood up and wiped off the tears from his eyes. "Feel the animal inside you as one. You are both the man and the wolf..." the words vanished from Likon's head. His eyes closed. He focused. Suddenly deep inside his mind he heard a mighty howling. It sounded like it was calling him. He saw his self approaching a wolf. Then the animal jumped and like a spirit it became one with Likon.<br/>He opened his eyes. He could see in the dark. He could smell the rotten breath of his hunter and hear its footsteps. Now he was the beast and that was his prey. The beast charged at him and he charged at the beast. It got over him but he didn't back off. Crashed down by the beast he wrapped his hands around its neck and clenched. A whelp was heard and then silence again. "You are now my true son. Always remember who you are Likon..."</span><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Wolf woke up. "I have to keep moving" he thought as he was puting on his backpack. His bed for last night was a bench in the streets of New York. He started walking. Alone, in the main roads of a city full of gass and noise. He could hear the noise of the car-horns, the start of their engines, two guys fighting for a parking lot... He couldn't take it so he started his Mp3 player and listened to his favorite music.<br/><br/>"But...wait! What's that smell? No, it can't be..." He suddenly started searching the place from where the scent was coming. He hadn't seen one of his kind for years and now he caught the smell of... THREE?? that was fuckin insane. Should he approach them? Should he be cautious?<br/><br/>For the time being he decided just to stay and watch. Accross the street a beautifull blue-haired girl tried to apologize for something she did to a stranger, while a little blond boy, probably her boyfriend, was doing the talking for her. A dog with wings was sitting and watching the situation while at the same time a gorgeous silver-haired girl was approaching them. "Do they know each other? How should I talk to them?" Wolf thought as we watced them. "Nahh... let's just follow them and see what will happen" He said with a smile and waited to see their moves.