<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">1899 </span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Captain Kalloway's crew readied themselves for the storm that had been picked up by the ships weatherman. Of course most of it was guess work and hunches, but usually he could tell when there was going to be a bad storm in the air. They put up the precautions, but no one was really ready for the height the storm reached. The winds howled, and the sea roared back angrily. The storm lasted days and the ship took quite a few hits. It wasn't a spectacular ship, but it surprisingly held out against the battering from the stormy weather. The rain poured onto the ships decks heavily. It wasn't until days, weeks even after the storm that they realized the true effects of the storm. They were sailing from America to England with a small trade shipment. But none of them expected what happened to happen. Upon their return to America, one by one, the crew fell sick. The ships Doctor, had never seen anything like it. At first, they came down with a fever, then they began to change, it depended on the person. Some seemed to grow a little more hair, or the skin became a bit rougher, or more coarse than it had been before. Then, on the night of the Blood Moon, the entire crew, aside from the doctor whom hadn't caught the virus, all transformed into Wolves. Ravishing their bloodthirsty temperament it was only once the morning came, and they had become their former human selves again, they realized what had happened to the poor doctor. Once the ship docked into the dockyard, Captain Kalloway and his crew, were never seen again. The blood moon only rose once, every 100 years, however, any full moon once the inital fever had set in, would have caused them to turn into their Werewolf alter-ego.</span><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">1999 : Two weeks before Blood Moon</span></span><br/><br/>Jesse woke up when her alarm clock echoed through her bedroom. She stretched her arms and shut the blasted thing off. 6:45am. That meant she had precisely 1 hour and 15 minutes before she would have to leave for her first college lecture of the day. Most of the others she went to college with, stayed in dorms, but Jesse preferred the comfort of her own bedroom, and a decent home cooked meal than dorm-life. The only downside was the hour walk to college. Of course she could have gotten the bus into the town and walked the short walk up the hill to Collingswood Community College. The old architecture was what had made Jesse choose. It looked like an old manor house, the sort a rich family would have inhabited in the early 1800's. Even though she had ended up doing biological science as a major, and 19th Century Folklore and literature for her minor, two things, she hadn't had much interest in, it was the only ones she could deal with. She didn't want to go anywhere else. Collingswood had drawn her in. All of her friends from high school had moved to big cities to go to Universities and Colleges. They hadn't wanted to stay in the small town of Collingswood. She loved the quaint town.<br/><br/>Jesse got up and did her morning routine, which consisted of a shower, dressing, food, and then rushing out the door before her parents got up. She walked down the road and into the town, which always took her a good 45 minutes. The summer heat was setting in already, and it was only May. She could feel the summer sun beat down on her tanned skin. She usually had a dark-honey colored skin, but the sun darkened her by a shade or two. Jesse put on her sun glasses and carried on walking. Today she had decided to wear a faded blue pair of denim shorts, a white vest style top, and red high topped converse. Her bleach blonde hair was curled slightly and bounced freely down to the middle of her back, and moved in rhythm as she walked, hitting against her cream white backpack with her school books in. Jesse was quite tall, compared to most of the girls in her town, she was almost 6 foot tall, and quite slender, but had perfectly sculpted leg and arm muscles. It was rare she saw people out and about as she made her way to college, most either drove, or caught buses. Jesse had always preferred to walk. Jesse arrived at college around 9am. Her first lecture was at 9:30, so she made her way to the quad to soak up more of the sunlight until her class began.