Chosen By The Moon



"That's a decent plan. I think I'm going to do some more training this afternoon. I've got all this new energy that I want to test, also I seem to be alright at combat, believe it or not, so I want to explore that more." I shrugged before looking at my hands in awe at how energized i was after being blessed by the goddess Luna herself.

“Ok then. I'm going to go and get some stuff ready for the borders. I'll see you later, ok?" Lewis stood up, with a clap of his hands before holding them out for me to take, which I did. He gently pulled me up on to my feet and I allowed my arms to wrap around the back of his neck.

“I'll see you later.” I gave him a small kiss on his lips and watched as his shock left his face as quickly as it came. I barely ever initiated things, especially in front of people. It caused a small giggle to leave me, which in turn lead me to playfully push Lewis out of the room.

"Dylan?" My head shot to Gilliard who looked directly at me. Instead of continuing his sentence straight away he opened his desk draw and pulled out a pistol. “Instead of physical training, I think your biggest strength is how you control a weapon, you really should focus on improving your aim."

Now, he did have a point. My best bet against the lycans was to fight as long distance as possible, however now that I was looking at the gun resting on his desk, asking me to take it, so I did.

I'm not sure exactly what was going through my mind, but as soon as my hands clamped around the weapon, I instantly knew all about it. I seemed to know it's weight, I knew how to dismantle it, how to reassemble it. I knew everything.

"Holy shit!" My eyes widened as I realized what the moon goddess had actually blessed me with.

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rested on a small desk towards the far wall and aimed, immediately fired three consecutive bullets out of

the gun and heard three loud

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consistent shatters of glass Three perfect bullseyes.

“What the fuck was that?" Gilliard looked more shocked than I did at the revelation of my weapon control.

"It just all makes sense now... My combat, my weapon knowledge. You know, even Oliver has stated that my fighting skills improved drastically, he said so when we sparred. Not to mention this gun think know how to..." I had to test it I out, so I put the safety latch on and rushed over to the desk, where I unloaded the clip to remove the ammunition, then proceeded to effortlessly and efficiently dismantle the weapon, before reassembling the forearm and shooting yet another perfect bullseye shot, at the main clock on the wall.

"What on earth are you talking about... and can you please stop shooting my office up?" He snatched the safety latched pistol out of my hand and looked at me, with nothing but a confused frown on hiso

features.

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I understood his confusion. I mean, I admit that I was a decent shot before, but no where near this perfect. No where near this tactical.

“I think...” I couldn't stop my body from slumping down in awe at this knew found ability. "Gilliard... I think the moon goddess gave me the knowledge of the old hunters!"