M and C-Cave Island Groaning I flopped onto the side of the boat and saw an amazing island; large, tropical and the mountain on it was enormous. "See it Josh?" Eric said. "That is Cave Island. The only place in the world raw gantean is found." "Cave Island? Why is it called that?" I asked, wondering if it was gouged with holes, or had a very large cave. "It is called Cave island because of the small cave that was finely chiseled away to a spacious cavern," said Eric. "Supposedly it was carved by ancients." We landed in a small dock with lots of bushes around a dirt road. Eric and I got off the boat quickly. I looked back and saw Derek driving a boat to the island. I also saw a glimpse of the orange and black tail on Derek's boat. "Come on Joshua," Eric said as he dragge
M and C-Just a day at work I had Alex cornered. He obviously didn't notice I could put him in checkmate whenever I wanted to. So I was letting him play for a chance to outsmart me. Alex never got the chance, Eric dashed in and dropped to all fours with a loud thunk. He then shook himself dry. "My dear, do you have to set such a bad example for Alexander and Aaron?" Eric's wife literally barked. "And why are you late?" "I'm sorry, Salena, my dear, but I had to get something for Joshua." "Wait a moment," I said as I picked up a piece and moved it. "Checkmate." Alexander was baffled at the move. I whipped around to face Eric and said, "What do you need me for?" Eric handed me some papers. I looked over the papers. They placed me in Eric's responsibility and gave me a small apartment (#25). I signed the paper and took the apart
M and C-the game It was a strange feeling shaking Alexander's hand. The back was furry while his palm had soft pads that felt oddly like a dog's. His claws seemed like someone brushing quill-tips on my arm. He greeted me in a very dog like manor. Giddy and extremely happy. "Dad," Alex asked, "can we play soccer? Joshua doesn't have to start working until tomorrow." I thought he was joking. I loved that sport nearly as much as dogsledding. "It's fine by me. It might evan help Joshua become more used to us," Eric said. "Yes, I'll take a game, Alexander," I said. "Call me Alex." "Call me Josh." On the way to the field I asked a question after Alex bragged that he was the best soccer player on this island (and the world if
M and C-Werewolf It was no small thing, my fear. I was very confused and nervous. I was brave enough not to run, but I was shaking like a leaf. All my life the only things I knew about werewolves were what I learned from mythology. Mad creatures who attack every full moon. "Dr. Wolff?" I said, trying to appear more casual than I was. "Hello Joshua, how are you doing?" "Good, I guess," I said glancing around. My eyes fell on his claws. I tried not to think of how sharp they were. Dr. Wolff retracted them, "I'm not dangerous, you know. If we can't trust each other, we can't do our job," he said with a doggish smile. The grin only peaked my fear, as it showed many glistening, sharp teeth. He offered his paw-like hand like any other person wanting a handshake. Nervously,
M and C-The Island The following day dad drove me down to Anchorage from our home which was two miles north of town the following day. It was a seemingly longer drive than usual and he didn't say a word about the job, but kept conversation on other things. He drove me right up to the Anchorage Airport and lead me through to my flight. "Dad, what am I doing?" I asked, "I have no idea who or what I'll be working with." "That's half the adventure Joshua," dad said. We passed a few famous Anchorage Airport stuffed bears before he said, "Look, I know Eric and his family, and because of that I haven't got a doubt that you will do well." He smiled, "Besides Eric's son Alexander is your age." I confess I didn't feel ready for this job, whatever it was. I wanted to ask more but he said goodbye as I was led onto the docking bay. Who is Eric Wolff? Why me? Those thoughts ke
Masters and Creators-The Job The ice-filled winds blew across my numb face while rushing across the glassy lake surface. The cold of winter never seemed to chill me the way it did other people. The cold air seemed to enhance all the beauty of nature around me, making every bit of ice as bright as glittering crystals. I was sledding on the trail around my home, pulled by my dog team. My sled seems to fly over the snow. I, Joshua Taylor, was practicing for the Alaskan Junior Iditarod. The task of winning a good place was hard, but most considered me a genius with sled dogs. It's amazing how strong the dogs are. It seems as if they can run for miles on end and never need a break. They have a desire to run that seems to make the cold fall away. I zipped onto another frozen lake using it as a shortcut home. I enjoy dogsledding and
Susi Susi. My name literally means wolf in Finnish. All my life I had been one. Sired by a werewolf and mothered by a wolf even to the werewolves and wolves I lived with I had always been different. I had never been able to interact properly with the human society. Outcast. Only the werewolves and wolves ever accepted me. I've been home schooled from day one rarely seeing anything beyond father Jones's (I don't really know who was my father, I had just grown to call him that) land. The few times I had seen the human world was at dog parks where I was the dog. Most nights I spend hours contemplating how painful it would be to cut of my tail and file down my teeth every day to fit into a human school. The only time I ran away was when my mother died. I was nine and I cried all night howling clear into high noon even though she was very old for a wolf.
Modern Werewolf part 7 Susi woke me up and I was almost surprised when I saw him in his human (or as human as possible) form. "Time to get up. Isaac want's to talk to you," he said. I got out of bed quickly and went down the stairs, carefully avoiding the windows. I found the table set and breakfast ready. Mr. Jones and everyone else was waiting for me and Susi, including the true wolves. I sat down and we had breakfast before Mr. Jones began to talk. "Yesterday evening when Mr. Cooper went into town to pick up some food," he gestured towards my dad, "he discovered something that will make things difficult." My father stood up and said, "When I was coming back, I found a group of three top of the line hunters heading our way. Apparently a man who matches the description of Edmund gave them "special hunting licenses" from the State offering a bounty for wolf pelts and