The Moon and The Ocean

OCEAN'S POV:-

Sometimes, things become too shitty than ever expected. That's what happened to us while we were at Vivian's cabin. Last thing I remember was Moon and I both were sitting with Vivian and she was about to start telling us a story. Our story. The story of our past. And the minute I was standing in the same part of the forest. But it looked a lot different from the one we had seen before we entered Vivian's cabin.

Moon: Ocean, honey are you alright?

I heard Moon's worried laced voice and turned around. I gave him my cheeky smile and nodded my head.

Ocean: I am fine. Don't worry about me. Where are we?

I asked and looked around for any sort of clue.

Moon: It looks like the same forest. The same one where pa brought us.

He replied while looking around.

but still it

roar. Moon pushed me behind his tall figure. His fangs grew bigger and his eyes glowed bright red. Exactly like the man in my nightmares. But he was different. Not like my Moon. My Moon was sweet and caring and

Moon. Except for his eyes. His eyes were blue as ice. Something inside me, forced me to follow the man. I grabbed Moon's hand and we both started following him. He was looking behind like he was being

at all. Then we head noises, like someone was coming closer. Moon quickly grabbed my hand and we hid behind

as we looked around. It was the same lake. The lake where we

did not stop. We heard a few heavy footsteps coming towards the lake. The man looked around then he did something that made my

the baby when I looked at him again. The man in my nightmares. He was there. For a mare second, it felt like he was looking at me. He had the same smirk on his

had heard it before. Moon again stood in front of me and I wrapped my arms around his

we saw them. It was Mr and Mrs Kart. They both looked young. They both came close and started sniffing the air. Their eyes glowed golden brightly as they both went closer to the lake. Mr Kart tore his clothes and jumped into the water. In a minute or so, he pulled out the baby. The baby was not crying anymore. He was asleep. They both

looked like he was having trouble breathing. Mr Kart's bones started cracking and he turned into the same grey colored wolf that had attacked me that night. Mrs Kart held the baby in her arms and quickly hopped onto the

he followed them behind. We both were having the same feeling. Like whatever it is, we would find that out if we followed Mr and Mrs

arms. He tightened his hold around me as I looked at my dad. He was standing with a baby in his arms. Mr and Mrs Kart

was looking at myself in the mirror. The same dumples, same blue eyes, same style and same voice. She came out and