"There was something in them, something that could only ever exist in a world of myths," Kammy said as she pulled off the highway into a road that looked like it hadn't been used in years. "That account, and whoever wrote it, has to be connected in this some way or another... there's no other explanation."
"Maybe Enya wrote it to throw you for a loop?"
"Maybe." She replied hastily as she pulled into a grove of trees and parked the car. I know it was weird to think about at the time, but the only other person that seemed to be acting somewhat normal was this girl. Something about her just seemed natural to me. I guess it could be easy to feel that way when the rest of people were nearly inhuman, but as I was musing to myself, I didn't even notice that she had left the car. Then suddenly from behind, she dragged me out of the car forcefully. I attempted to ask her where we were going, but i got a response that only made me more confused.
I trudged silently behind the girl that I’d just met. Both our feet danced on the ground and the often sigh escaped my lips. I was completely lost as to what was going on. I remember the world disappearing around me, leaving me in nothing but a white atmosphere. I remember a little black dot coming towards me, and then… I appeared into this totally new world.
I now followed her deeper into what seemed like a pine forest. What kind of a radio station was in the remote woods? Trees were everywhere, blocking the strangely big sun from above. The ground was dusty and had pieces of twigs and leaves scattered around. I even noticed trails that were worn into the soil. The trails looked used frequently, my mind couldn’t help but wonder what used them.
I looked back at the girl. She had long black hair cascading down her back, which swayed from side to side as she walked. Her skin was naturally tanned and every time she turned around her big brown eye’s would bore into mine. She looked familiar, too familiar. I felt like I knew her. She had to be someone I knew. I raked my brain for an explanation. Who is she?
My eyes landed on her neck. I can't believe I didn't notice it before in the car! Around it was a golden heart necklace. No... THE golden heart necklace. I remember that necklace. I bought one like that a few years ago for… Then it came to me. Of course... she was the girl I was looking for before all this went weird. My sister! This girl was my sister and I didn’t even know it. I paused in my tracks and called out to her, “Kammy!”
She paused in her footsteps and slowly turned around. Once again her big brown eyes caught my own. Emotion struck her face, but it went as quick as it came. “H-how do you know my name?” Kammy asked fiercely, "And who are you?"
I took a step towards her, while she rooted herself in place. Her eyes were watching my every move. She seemed scared. “Kammy, it’s me your big brother – Mitchell.” I explained.
She shook her head. “Sorry, I don’t have a brother. You must have misunderstood me for someone el…” she started to disagree, but I cut her off. Why didn’t she understand?
I held onto her shoulders, shaking her slightly. “Please understand. You are my sister, I know you are. Look…” I took her heart necklace in the palm of my hand. “I gave you this. I bought this for my little sister: you.”
Kammy moved back, taking her necklace with her. “You’re insane. Look. I'm taking you somewhere where you can get help. I got this necklace from… from… f-from…” I raised my eyebrows at her.
“From where Kammy? Please tell me, because if I'm correct, I bought you that necklace for your 10th birthday. It was the one you always went googly-eyed at every time we walked past the shop. This…” I took the necklace in my hand once again. “This, is the necklace to show how much I loved my little sister.”
“I don’t believe you.” Kammy mumbled turning away. She suddenly found the little twigs on the ground very interesting.
I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. It hurt really bad knowing that my own sister didn’t even know who I was. The same little sister I loved with all my heart. Then I had an idea. “Look.” I said opening up the heart necklace.
Inside were two pictures; one of myself and the other of Kammy. She had to remember. I heard her gasp and then look towards me. “Do you remember?” I asked in hopes.
She shook her head. “I don’t even…” Kammy couldn’t even finish of her sentence. I patted her on the back.
“I’ll make sure you remember.” I whispered. Then I turned my attention to where we were. “I thought we were going to the radio station?” I asked.
Kammy tore her gaze off me as she came back to reality. “Er, yes… we are.” She gestured for me to keep following her. So I did.
We continued walking for a couple of minutes when we came across two animals fighting. They looked like big dogs. No, they couldn’t be dogs. They looked more like wolves. Yes definitely wolves, but there was still doubt in my mind. Could wolves really be that big? Kammy stopped right in front of them. I stood cowardly behind her watching the scene.
“Boy’s stop fighting. We are in a bigger crisis here!” She yelled. Oh, so they were her pet wolves? The two animals suddenly stopped and looked towards her. She nodded her head towards the trees and the animals scurried off behind them.
“Oh so, are they your… pets?” I asked, as she folded her arms and kept watching the trees like she was waiting for something.
“We’re not her pets?” a strange voice spoke. I looked toward the sound. Where the two wolves had disappeared came two fully grown men, with rugged shorts. My mouth was hung wide open.
“H-how, w-what, they j-just…” I couldn’t even construct a sentence properly. The two men and Kammy laughed at my baffled expression.
“They are wolves, Mitchell.”
I stared at her. Was she lying, joking or just playing with me? Maybe this was a whole dream, right?
“No, you’re not dreaming. Werewolves actually do exist.” One of the men stated, like he could read my mind.
“We just like to stay in our own world.” Kammy said. Hold on… did she just say ‘we’?
“Kammy, are you a w-wer..” Kammy smiled and nodded her head. I stood there in disbelief. How in the world could my sister be a werewolf and I not know about it? This doesn’t make sense.
“How?” I asked.
Kammy rolled her eyes, a common, sisterly thing to do. “I’ll explain it all later. But first we need to go to the radio station. It's not too far from here, but that’s where we will find help and stop this chaos. We need to do something before it gets worse.” She looked at the two half-dressed men. I had the urge to just cover my little sister’s eyes. Couldn’t they put some decent clothes on? However I controlled my urge and judging by the expression on my sister’s face, now was not the time to play protective.
“To the radio station we go.” The two men and myself, followed after Kammy. This must be one weird radio station…