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Chapter Three: The Change

Point of View: Artemis, Goddess of the Moon and Hunt

"Feel better, Aroen?" I ask one of my wolves, who is in his human form now.

"Much better. Sorry, my lady. But I couldn't hold back. I've never felt it so strongly before. I didn't have the willpower to stop and tell you. I had to just take off. Like I was rabid or something." Aroen tells me.

I nod. "I understand. It means he will be very powerful. I wonder why it was him they chose. Interesting." 

Aroen lifts Perseus into his arms and walks off with me back to the Hunt's camp. When Aroen sets Perseus down, the change has already started.

Perseus's skin is burning up, a sheen of sweat visible on his skin, his chest rises and falls quickly as he draws in breath after ragged breath, and he's in pain by the look on his face. After a few hours, his breathing evens out but he's coughing and his skin is hotter than before.

I sit down next to the boy and watch him. His change is by far one of the most painful I have seen.

Perseus's bones begin to break, his veins burst, and his organs crush and I wince. But he doesn't scream like the others did, amazing the pack. They lay all around in wolf form, except for Aroen, and watch over their new comrade in worry. Sometimes the new ones don't make it.

Perseus almost stops breathing but he drags in air, making me release breath I didn't realize I was holding. He looks like he wants to die though. They all do when going through the change, however, I see it is of a different pain than what he is going through now that is the cause. I heard what the Manticore said, tailed my wolf when I saw him leave the camp.

Aroen puts a hand on Perseus's forehead and his eyes widen. "He is not to be this hot. Something is wrong. No one is this hot."

"Perhaps this is meant to be this way. We will have to wait and see. There is nothing we can do." I try to help him relax.

Perseus gasps for air and I wince as the next bone snaps in half. When he starts coughing again, I know he has started the repairing process. He will be very disoriented when he wakes. Far more than the others. I wonder what his changes will be. We can all hear the bone stitching themselves back together, snapping back into place, the veins reform and pump the new blood into him. Immortal once this is all over. Able to reform on the moon.

I scoot closer when I see his sun kissed skin start to pale. I watch as his skin turns from the most natural tan to the freshest snowy white I have ever seen. Not even translucent. His hair turns from bluish black to pitch black and his breathing finally stabilizes completely. I won't know his new name until his eyes open.

I smile as they flutter open, silver. "Ebony." I whisper softly.

They are short chapters now because of the way I wrote the pauses and switches in between characters. Also because of time lapses. So, don't worry. They will get longer as time goes by.