Werewolf story

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Okay, I've been thinking of a way to get this group to have more motive members. Keep in mind that this is temporary until I make a specific group for this. My idea is to make a story but each person replies with a full chapter. To make this easier, we'll do the chapters backwards. I was thinking for a first book to have at LEAST 27 chapters. Each chapter must have at least 10 paragraphs (the reason why is, have you ever read a book with some of the chapters having less than 10 paragraphs in it? I haven't, and I've read a lot of books). I'll do the last and first two chapters along with some in between. The last chapter is where we'll start making the chapters before. This may seem confusing a bit, so I'll do a quick background summary.

The main character is a 13 year old boy named Silvia (silver hair, brown eyes, white) who had just recently discovered that he was a werewolf (in this sereis, he's a genetic werewolf which is different than an infected human werewolf [the infected human werewolf cannot control when becoming a werewolf, has no tail and gets less chances to change back than the genetic werewolf]) In this series he's a unique genetic werewolf because he has a wolf tail and face (unlike the other normal genetic werewolves who have short tails) along with telepathy, that leads him on a dangerous quest that he is dragged through by a mysterious all black she werewolf (right eye black, left eye yellow with solid black hair). Silvia has a twin brother named Elrich [pronounced L Rick) who is looks like Silvia and is superior to him in virtually every way until Silvia starts becoming a genetic werewolf. Elrich then betrays him an tries to kill him when realizing his position of power is being disrupted.

Okay, let's start. Remember, this is the last chapter, so make others to lead up to this one, k? The reward for your hard work is if this gets published, you'll be acknowledged in the acknowledgements. Make sure to give the chapter a name please. Also, you can make your own character, and you CAN kill him/her in the chapter you made him/her, or let them pop in and out of the story, but remember, this is backwards, so the chapter you make him/her on is the last one him/her appears.

Face of the She Wolf

I shook and tuged at my chain for a few seconds, then I just stood there, paralyzed. Perhaps it was by fear, perhaps it was rage, perhaps it was even pitty. Perhaps it was the combination of all three that held me there, in the cage filled with my mishapen wolfen brethren. I looked around, and all I could see were unscaleable walls and hungry wolves, staring back at me, at their next snack. Even with the chains around my leg, it didn't feel like it would be any different at all.

I felt the urge to change into my werewolf form, but I knew that was stupid. Elrich would have been expecting that from me. Why, I thought bitterly, why did you put me here Elrich? Why did you kill mother? Why are you trying to kill me? A snarl from one of the werewolves snapped me out of my daze. The werewolves started closing in, of course they were snarling. They are trying to scare me to get some fun out of me, to make me run. Well, I know as well as they do that that is a pointless attempt. With this circular room with no visiable doors, along with the chain around my ankle, I'm as helpless as a mouse in a cat's jaw. One of the eager ones pounce.

I shut my eyes and hear a loud thud almost immediately after. My heart jumps to my throat an starts beating harder than ever. I feel no pain, no impact, so I open my eyes. I almost crap myself when I see who it is.

The black haired girl, I wouldn't have recognised her if she had not turned to look at me. Her hair was different, a fusion of scarlet, ginger and pure solid black, but her cold, dead, lifeless black eye still was the same. She was also much taller, about 11 inches or so since we had last met. She had seemingly appeared from nowhere, to save me. She rasped, "One of us.... Must.... protect" and turned to the confused and injured wolf she had struck down out of the air. The now angry wolf tried to attack her, the last mistake it ever made. She swiftly lifted her leg and gave it a hard slam down with the back of her leg, dropping it on the poor werewolf's head like an axe. It tried to stand, but it just crumpled to the ground. The girl then reached down, and tore its lower jaw clean off with a sickening cracking sound. I couldn't watch what happened next, the smell of its blood was horrid. I heard another sickening sound and I saw what she had done.

She had literally tore the brains out of that poor infected human werewolf, lifted it above her head, and swollowed it whole. It was the most disgusting thing I had ever seen.

I heard angry and fearful snarls and howls as she licked her lips, making look as if no blood had been on it in the first place. More werewolves charged at her, completely oblivious to me now. Fools, I thought. Even as a werewolf, I wasn't that stupid. She easily knocked them down and more sickening crackling noises followed as she snapped their backs and broke their skulls. Then, the most bone chilling thing happened.

She howled. It wasn't just any old howl, it was the pure black she werewolf's howl, the one that had saved me from the hunter, the one that protected me from Elrich, the one who had saved me from the demon Naka, the one who had taught me to control my inner beast. The girl that had met me two years ago, was the wolf that guarded my life.

My heart beat harder, faster than it has ever done before. My head started to feel light. The odor was unbearable. Blood was everywhere. The girl was killing off all the werewolves as if they were nothing. The chain bound around my ankle didn't even come back to me until she charged at me and I fell backwards. I then felt drops of blood on my cheaks. I looked up to see that her hand went right through another poor werewolf's head and out through its neck. It's eyes in sheer shock. The wolf in me was fighting more than ever to get out and defend my brethren by killing this stranger. Of course, I know her in both forms, but my werewolf self is only familiar with her werewolf self.

The girl looked down at me and smiled, as if I had no killer instincts. I growl at her and her grin widens. She mumbles something, then a flurry of lightning strikes out of nowhere. A spellcaster! I thought to myself. My heart either was beating so fast I couldn't feel it or it stopped all together.

She lifts me out off the ground just as the last bolt struck the chain. Whatever it was, it was gone. I could hear loud howls of despair and agony from both within me and from what little amount of the other werewolves there were left.

Some had bleeding ears, missing parts (but those were dead), and some injuries were so horrible not even the best of speakers could describe them. Some you couldn't even tell they were werewolves anymore. The wretched stentch from the mutilated bodies was so fowl, I'd rather live in a public dumpster where they leave all trash and unliving humans for a year than take one whiff of this stentch. Tears come to my eyes.

The girl had went on her knees so that we were eye-to-eye, and hugged me. I heard a large explosion, and she hugged me tighter. A new stentch filled my nostrils. The smoke was unbearable to my more keen senses due to my sense of danger, but at least it blocked out the stetch of the dead werewolves. "One of us," she rasped, "One of us." I could feel the ratiation of tiny red dots trained on our skulls as I turned my head slightly to see Elrich with a bunch of troops. An evil wild grin spread widely accross his face. "One of us" she whispered in my ear. Then, they open fired.

mimisky

Posts: 106

Okay I don't know about this but I think this is like rewinding the chapters and stuff. I'm bad at doing this awkward turn around sorryyyy. Well here's the story WOW this story is short lemme add more stuff...

Trouble Terrain

I was wandering through the night, thinking about stress. Elrich, how he hated me, what is my reason to life? What is the meaning of life? My walk had turned to a trail and eventually...I was lost.

I strolled through midnight, everything was dim and dark. My paws picked up and walked to a forest. "This is...interesting..." I glanced at the beautiful, shimmering pond. My eyes glowed in the night. Everything was different in a wolf's eyes. My face dropped to the pond, sipping the crystal water.

My eyes shifted left and right. "What is that...?" I whispered. A rustle on the shrubs and alerted me. "Hm.." I thought. My mouth fell silent. "It's just a raccoon..." I went back to drinking the water. "Hey kid..." Snapped a mouse. "Huh?" I tilted my head to the mouse.

The mouse had blurry eyes and a crooked grin. His beady scarlet eyes stared right at me. His face was serious. The mouse took his breath and sighed.

"Who are you?" I inquired. "Kid..." Said the mouse. "...watch out...." He gasped. "They're are..." The mouse panicked when another rustle had appeared. "RUN!" The mouse's fur bristled and shook with suprise.

A shadow had came with an axe. It wasn't an animal controller. It was't the police. It was a private murderer, or so it seems. The shadow came closer and closer like a ball of fire. I just...stood there and stared. I should of moved, I should of retreated, but... I didn't. Why?

A huge man dressed in black and grabbed me as I tried to struggle. The pain when he grasped me...how it hurts. "Let go!" I barked. It was a hit in the head and I had lost conciseness.

Was this the..end?

Did Elrich hire that guy?

My vision was pitch-black. My head churns for hunger. Howling was at distance.

Everything was a blur, my head poked in the bars of a steel cage. "Where am I?" A loud thunderous bark behind me and shocked my fears. I slowly turned around my head shaking.

My head was burning, the numb was still hurting. There were grey walls, struggling won't help it. Black chains had coffined me. I had no escape.

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I rushed it I'll edit it later

mimisky

Posts: 106

Trouble Terrain

I was wandering through the night, thinking about stress. Elrich, how he hated me, what is my reason to life? What is the meaning of life? My walk had turned to a trail and eventually...I was lost.

The mouse had blurry eyes and a crooked grin. His beady scarlet eyes stared right at me. His face was serious. The mouse took his breath and sighed.

A huge man dressed in black and grabbed me as I tried to struggle. The pain when he grasped me...how it hurts. "Let go!" I barked. It was a hit in the head and I had lost conciseness.

Was this the..end?

Did Elrich hire that guy?

My vision was pitch-black. My head churns for hunger. Howling was at distance.

Everything was a blur, my head poked in the bars of a steel cage. "Where am I?" A loud thunderous bark behind me and shocked my fears. I slowly turned around my head shaking.

My head was burning, the numb was still hurting. There were grey walls, struggling won't help it. Black chains had coffined me. I had no escape.

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I rushed it I'll edit it later

DragonFang

Posts: 128

Pitch Black Death

I didn't think I would've made it. Naka had me by the ankles. After such a fatiguing mental battle in Naka's home world from our last encounter, I wouldn't have guessed he was serious when he said "pity I can't show you my real power". I wimper and snarl. My body is confused. This wretched spell Naka had cast upon me had stoped me from completely changing into a werewolf. Now, a mutant puppy person, wimpering at a demon's feet, ankles bleeding, shoulders aching, pinned to the ground by Naka's big red beasty hands. His hot sour breath, only making me want to curl up and hide even more. "You pesky brat", he snarls, "you're far more trouble than you're worth. Why Elrich bothered highering me for a pathetic little kid like you is far beyond me. Why are you having a death fight between werewolf brothers? On second thought, being that you only have 30 seconds to live, don't waste your breath. I don't wanna know."

Naka raises his other giant blood red paw, then I see a swift movement, and Naka lets up on me, screaming in pain.

I turn to see that the demon had lost its hand to the pure black werewolf. I stare in aw for a moment before my senses return to me. The tingling wears off and my body forces itself into its werewolf form. I growl menicingly as my wounds quickly become healed over. The scent of the blood makes me drool uncontrolibly.

The demon glares at me, then the pure black she werewolf that stole its hand. She was munching away, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was eating the hand of the most powerful demon of its species. Naka roars a blood curtuling roar that made me shiver and my ears hurt. The stentch of his breath was worse than ever.

Naka had lost all control of his emotions. He morphed into a giant beast. One with 6 pumba heads, a dragon with twenty horns on its head, 3 bear heads and what appears to have been a mutilated triceritops head over the heart, 53 snake heads (3 on rear, 10 on each ankle and 10 covering its back)and 4 pairs of wings, purple dragon wings (2 pairs) and large scarlet feathered wings (2 pairs). Of course, his right hand was still missing, so it didn't look like it could run to fast. Even with its giant sharp lion claws.

Naka roars again and then leaps. He's still bleeding, but the flow has dramatically lessened. The black she werewolf and I start running in sync right next to each other, avoiding the disgusting odor of acid Naka is spitting. I couldn't tell which was worse, Naka's breath, or his accuracy. On how fast me and her were running, Naka easily surpassed us, but then we sped up whenever he slowed down. Whenever Naka did get a clear shot, he missed by at least 200 feet. I'd hate to be the person to pay all the medical bills and pay for all the damage Naka created in this game of chase.

Eventually Naka was starting to get fatiuged. On how large his body was, it was not crafted for long, 3 minute flights. He tries to land on us, but we easily evade and grab a big mouth full of snake heads and knaw them right off. Naka cries in pain, and we continue carefully, as to not get bitten. This is to easy, I mentally told the she werewolf. She nods and we seperate just in time to avoid a giant burst of intense purple flames. Everything near it and touched it was singed far beyond repair. My eyes and nose were burning, the scent was almost as bad as Naka's breath.

Lucky us, the flames engulfed so much that they could not spread. I noticed the she werewolf was still running, but on all fours. This was not a good sign. Werewolves like us instinctively go on all fours in a brawl if its because we're hunting or if we are attacked by something far more powerful than us.

The she werewolf forced me to start running on all fours. I wonder what we look like to Naka, a black and a silver werewolf pack zig zagging across his feet. Naka starts taking in deap breaths. Me and her both know he's planning to deafen us with a screech, blind us with the fire and make our noses useless with his terrible breath. The she werewolf pounced at the mutilated triceritops head and digs her claws in deep. Naka abandons his previous actions and starts shaking wildly. I know her plan.

While Naka was destracted, I silently crept around to the side of him. I lept as high as I could go and dug mu claws into his thigh.

Naka starts running wildly and then drops head first into the ground. Without thinking, I jump onto Naka's back where the neck and spine connect, and dig my teeth in. Naka screams for a sheer second, then, all of Naka falls apart, until there's nothing left of him.

I look for the black she werewolf, but can't see her. Then, I smell blood. Werewolf blood. I follow the scent to find a crumpled body of the black she werewolf, flattened by Naka's huge girth. Tears start coming to my eyes, but my wolf won't let any see. I run until I feel a deep thirst. I pick up a scent of water and follow it. My mind as empty of thoughts as an abandoned home is empty of people.

However, this did not last. Thoughts of my brother had returned. Thoughts of my sorrowful past started filling my head. Even my hunger for blood, for fresh meat, died out from my feelings of despair. I wandered blindly away from the best mentor and guardian I had ever had.

DragonFang

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Pitch Black Death

Naka raises his other giant blood red paw, then I see a swift movement, and Naka lets up on me, screaming in pain.

While Naka was destracted, I silently crept around to the side of him. I lept as high as I could go and dug mu claws into his thigh.

mimisky

Posts: 106

The beginning of the battle

I gasped, my paws were bruised and burning. I barked angerly. Why is he trying to kill me? The demon had chuckled in attempt. "Pathetic" He grinned with his toothy smile. "He hired me!" The demon heavily laughed. "Enough talk..." Naka had grabbed me by the ankles and pinned me down. The battle didn't end, it just started. My fate was aroud me, life or death. I had enough courage to bite his huge hand and I bit his hand for a minte and so. Blood had started coming out as Naka started howling at the pain.

The black she-wolf had dissapeared. Where is she? My thoughts has wondered by as the pain grew worse.

He whipped me with his claws as I fell to the surface area. "Biting isn't enough!" Laughed Naka. My eyes stared right as his, his thrist for blood, his hunger for power. I quickly pounced on Naka and my tail had whipped his body. "Puny dog, why can't you learn..." Naka leaned closer and whipped out his paws. The demon had bursted out. "that you're no match for me!" The demon showed his twisted crooked bare hands and grabbed my arm. By a single grab the pain just got worse, by a single pinch it got worse.

His bare hands were bloody and red from the sight of it. "You..." He inhaled deeply. "...must....DIE!" The eys were serious, his hands were tight as a knot. I bit his hand and whipped my tail at his eyes. My eyes were red. I slipped away then my fangs grew sharper as if...my anger got me. My left arm was bleeding and I almost lost too much blood. My fangs deepened Naka's foul shoulder, I quickly pounced on Naka's shoulder and ripped out his skin as hard as I could.

The she-wolf had returned carrying a peice of medicine. "Here..." She mentally said to me. She hissed at the demon and scartched the demon's right shoulder. Blood had slowly came out but the demon looked unstoppable.

I numbed the pain down and returned back better. I slowly stood as I ran to the demon. I barked more fiercer. The demon showed his foul grin and tried to grab my upper leg. "I'll break your veins and stop you're circulations!" He laughed. "..everythng!" His thick red tongue licked his lips.

The black she-wolf wanted to change in to a full were wolf...Naka had figured that out. He waved his hands and stared right at her soul. Suddenly he mumbled some words as I felt un conciess. The demon had casted a spell on me and the the other wolf. After a couple of minutes later the black wolf had woken me as Naka took me by the ankles. "You've awoken eh?".

mimisky

Posts: 106

The beginning of the battle

The black she-wolf had dissapeared. Where is she? My thoughts has wondered by as the pain grew worse.

DragonFang

Posts: 128

Grees Bides Farewell

I haven't seen Grees in a week now, and I was getting scared. Grees and I have spent two months together, just after all this insanity started happening, now he up and disapears. If he's dead, I'm going on a biting frenzy.

I hear a quiet thud and turn to see the pitch black she werewolf. I still felt paralyzed whenever I saw her eyes. She stands up on her hind legs, she's at least 4 feet taller than me. She rubs her cold wet nose against my hand and I hug her by the neck and close my eyes, trying to recollect all the events that happened up to this point.

I shiver horribly, though I never bothered with the snow weather before. The she werewolf wraps her thick warm arms around me and I stop.

The she werewolf looks at me, but I don't return the glance. I hear some twigs snapping and the pitch black she werewolf perks up her ears, sniffs the air and flees. Why does she keep doing that, I wonder to myself.What danger does she smell?

Grees comes into veiw, his boken and roten teeth all showing in his big dumbstruck smiling face. Even the big chunk of dark skin on his face was still showing nicely, even in this cold weather.

"I got ya these coat." Grees sputters. A rotten smell of sulfer lingers in his breath. "Where have you been?" I ask a little more harsly than intended. As always, Grees ignores the tone in my voice and says, "Oh, just huntin. Word goin around that that pure black she wolf that was stalkin us for the past few weeks is a werewolf." My heart skips a beat. "I was goin huntin with pappy and-" I cut him off. "Leave her alone!" I snarl.

He backs up, "Pappy says that they only defend them beasts." He gives me a dark expression, "You one of 'em, aren't you?" Grees says to me coldly. I try to think of a lie, but I know it's pointless, he knows. "Yes Grees, I am one of them and I know the she wolf, she werewolf, well. She saved me from your pappy blowing my brains out." I rub the scar on my nose that was left behind from the bullet skimming past it. "You people here have so many stereo types about us, how could I tell you I was one of them?"

Grees stares at his feet for what seems like hours, then looks at me strait in the eye any says, "Run wolf boy, run, cause I ain't got any mercy for you mummy killers." His eyes show pure rage, a hatred of my kind for what happened to his mother. I saw him move his hand under his shirt and pull out a whistle. My eyes widened, he was going to alert the hunters! Now was probably the worst time possible to be unstable with my changes at the moment. I turn and run, following the footprints of the pitch black she werewolf.

To my surprise, I hear nothing. After a good 20 minutes of running, I stop behind a tree and start panting hard. I'm nearly out just by exaustion, not to mention I can't find the pitch black she werewolf. When I finally manage to control my breathing, I hear a loud, Aoruuuuuuuu, from a distance. I couldn't bear the thought that it might be a cry of help from my friend or a howl of pride for killing Grees. I turn back and bump right into him. I was wrong on both thoughts. It was a cry of warning. I suddenly no longer felt cold anymore.

Grees had a gun to my face, an old fashoned musket. It had the words mummy ingraved in red letters on the side. I felt my body start to tingle and ache. "You'll go boom Silvia," Grees had no emotion in his face or in his voice, "You will all pay for killing her, for making her one of you." I felt extreamly itchy and my body was burning. I buried my hands into the snow. I knew if I could destract Grees long enough to change fully, I knew I wouldn't die. I swept my leg quickly under Grees's legs and he fell backwards and I ran behind a tree.

Instictively I had the urge to remove all my cloths, but that would only give Grees more of a reason to kill me faster. I shut my eyes, this had to be some crazy nightmare. "Why you, huh?" I heard him drop his gun. I open my eyes again to find I'm standing over him. Much taller now. This transformation was much faster and much less painless than my last one. I snarled at him and showed him my teeth. He backed away. "I'll kill you monsters, if it's the last thing I do!" He apperantly never met a werewolf before, so I let him run. Go, I thought, run little sasuage, but you'll just end up being dog food if you can't loose your grudge. I turn the other way and charge, faster than ever, to the city.

Grees, I thought, I'm taking your name for her now, dear friend.

On human legs, 3 hours, on werewolf legs, 10 minutes. I smelled a familiar odor. The sour stentch of Naka, the demon. I have not seen him in a very long time. My rage of betrayl got the better of me and I charged toward the emination of the stentch. Naka was there alright, but different. His head was bigger, his body was all blood red, he had giant hands and feet, filthy yellow sharp horns and, like all his other forms solid yellow eyes that glowed. I growled and charged, forgeting everything I knew but my teeth and claws.

DragonFang

Posts: 128

Grees Bides Farewell

I shiver horribly, though I never bothered with the snow weather before. The she werewolf wraps her thick warm arms around me and I stop.

Grees comes into veiw, his boken and roten teeth all showing in his big dumbstruck smiling face. Even the big chunk of dark skin on his face was still showing nicely, even in this cold weather.

Grees, I thought, I'm taking your name for her now, dear friend.

SerenePython

Posts: 12

Hm, alright. I'll write too.

A Simple Jesture

I was just humming that toon to myself, for about the 8th time this hour, when I noticed a loud CRUNCH from somewhere nearby. I knew it was the sound of someone stepping on an leaf, because they're all dry, hard and fragile this time of year. I want to snarl in the direction of where I herd the noise, but this is the game turf, so I don't want to get shot.

A boy comes out of the bushes with a musket, it looked old and something was on it, but he was to far away for me to read what it said. The boy looked like a sausage with a black smear across his face. He put down his musket, carefully hiding it in the underbrush, and joged over to me. He gave me a big toothy smile. He had pretty much every possible color a tooth could have being roten. It was disgusting, yet comforting.

When the boy came eye to eye with me, I could see that he had a dumbstruck expression engraved in his eyes. His breath had a fowl odor to it, and his eyes were about as messed up as the rest of him. One eye had blue, green and brown in it while the other looked white, grey and had the appearance of a blind eye.

"Haven't seen ya 'round these parts" he said, "The name's Grees." he offered his hand. An unbalanced mix of red, brown and white specks all over. "Grease?" I say questionately. "Yeah, G-R-E-E-S, Grees." he said. "What an odd name", I reply. "My name is Silvia." Grees grins at me again, "That 'cause of your silver hair?" he said mockingly, "And I'm guessing your name is do to the black skin on your face, huh?" I reply sharply. He nods, as if I said it in a friendly manner. "Yup, my name is Junior, but since my black started turnin white, pappy's been callin me Grees."

I c**k my head slightly, he probably meant grease, but Grees didn't know how to spell it. That explains a lot.

"You goin huntin city boy?" I shake my head, "I don't hunt." Grees laughs and says, "Well shoot, I ain't never met someone who's never been huntin before." I start laughing with him.

We start spending more and more time together. As hours turn to days and days turn to weeks, the ground starts becoming cold with the gentle kiss of snow. The she werewolf stalked us every day I met up with Grees, and left whenever I left him. A strange look of forboding was in her eyes every day and became colder and colder until it became colder than the snow.

SerenePython

Posts: 12

Hm, alright. I'll write too.

A Simple Jesture

I c**k my head slightly, he probably meant grease, but Grees didn't know how to spell it. That explains a lot.

"You goin huntin city boy?" I shake my head, "I don't hunt." Grees laughs and says, "Well shoot, I ain't never met someone who's never been huntin before." I start laughing with him.

bolt0220

Posts: 6

The Pack

I just sat there, not knowing what to think, or say. The she wolf had completely disapeared...I thought for a moment. The she wolf had told me I had the power to stop Elrich. I didnt understand. She looked much stronger than me. She looked more willing to kill than me. And she said we'd meet again when i needed her most...This gave me the thought that something bad may happen soon. I stood up. And looked all around at the dull walls. My wrists ached from the handcuffs, my head felt like it was about to completely fall apart. I left the empy room, noticeing the blood on the floor, left by Elrichs bite in the face. He's probably madder than ever, i thought.

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I headed for the pond. The roads were still wet, and fog was even lower than before. I noticed that here, it was almost always, night. My paws still ached. i felt helpless. Just before i took a drink, i heard another, rustling in the bushes. However, it was much louder this time. Could it be the she wolf? i thought. I then heard many growls. I began to step back. I thought that maybe, it was elrich instead of the she wolf. I growled back at the mysterious creature/creatures that could be behind those bushes. I decided to stand up for myself. Maybe it could Elrich. I mean, he left the big empty room that was supposedly his garage, only a little bit ago. I heard a big growl much louder than the others. I got on my forepaws, and leaped at the bushes, but to find my neck, stuck in the grip of the biggest werewolf i had ever seen. Following close behind him was the rest of the pack. They, however, were normal sized. They all laughed and howled. They were happy with their catch. The big one held me up to rest of the pack. I struggled to get free from his grip. " what squirmy runt, do we have here, boys?" he said. he had a harsh, deep voice. the pack laughed. they were definately an ungly bunch. there odor was horrendus. just truly foul. "my name is darkfang" the big werewolf said. "and you are?" i made my best effort to gulp. "s-s-silvia" i replied. one of the werewolves in the pack seemed most pleased with himself. "what do ya say we bring him to Elrich, master darkfang?" he said. "indeed" darkfang replied. i knew i was in for trouble. the she wolf was right. Elrich did have everyone on his side.

bolt0220

Posts: 6

The Pack

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mimisky

Posts: 106

The black wolf.

Elrich glared at me. "Um-I'm going to go take a stroll.." I said to him. "Fine," He mumbled. "Make it fast." Elrich had growled. Elrich was mad at me-but why? I suddenly had a feeling that interrupted my mind. I ran quickly avoiding Elrich. My silver hair beamed from the wind as I rested at a plain.

The winds were churning and a thin slim black she-wolf had appeared behind me. "Hello Silivia." The wolf spoke in my mind. Hm? I turned around my eyes widened. "A-a-a-wolf!" I spoke, stopping at every word. She was a beautiful creature, her left eye was golden while her right was all black.

"How can you speak to me?!" I cried. "Elrich is the problem-not me." She mentally spoke to my brain. "But-but...how can you speak to me without using you're mouth?" The wolf stared at me. "I am a werewolf, like you." My heart skipped a beat. "They're are others?" She nodded.

The black she-wolf sighed at the thought of me. " Out of all the were-wolfs, why him?" She thought to herself. "Elrich is planning to kill you!" The black she-wolf shouted. "What?" I snapped. My silver hair bristled like an animal. "He's my twin, he can't kill me! We're-we're close!" I said. "That was all a lie, he envied you. He doesn't want you to be a full were-wolf." The black wolf whispered.

"If you are a full were wolf..." She stared at an oak tree. The black she-wolf disappeared. I twisted my head to the oak tree as invisible slashes as been marked. The black she wolf's paw had swipped on the tree and the branch had fell out by a single swipe. "Wow..." I said.

"You can do that, but 3x's more powerful." She said as she demonstrates. "You're really powerful, you're stamina level is high, you're power shows, I can smell it." She took a whiff of my scent. "It's very powerful." She twitches her shiny black tail. The tips of her ears had wiggled in attempt to show him she wasn't an enemy.

"Who are you?" I said. "There's not much time, you have the power of stop him..." She cried looking left and right earnestly to escape. "Watch out for Darkfang and Elrich." The wolf mumbled. A ray of light shone at her black fur, she looked like a slim pretty crow standing tall.

"Bye, good luck young were-wolf." The mysterious black she-wolf replied. I hesitated before saying anything. Who was she? Is Elrich really going to kill me? "Hey Silivia!" Yelled Monesta. Monesta was here again. "I never knew you were a were wolf!" She shouted. "I'm not!" I said trying to think of a lie. "I saw you! I heard every conversation!" She said.

I waited for an answer. "I-I-am.." I sighed. "It's OK, I won't tell anyone!" Monesta squealed. "Wow I have a friend that's a were wolf!" Even though Monesta has a huge big mouth, she never spills any secrets, that's how she is. Monesta had a frown on her face. "Well-I'm..." She lifted her eye balls and shifted to the oak tree.

"I'm-I'm..." She paused. Her eyes were getting teary. I had never seen her this depressed before, she was very goofy and silly but she bawled as a baby. "I'M MOVING!!" She screamed. My ears had bleeded. " I want to stay here! I'm moving to Mexico where all the tacos live! I'm allergic to tacos but I have to move! I only know one Spanish word and that's - NI HAO!" She started crying. "NI HAO! CHANG CHING CHONG! I only know these words!" She cried.

What an idiot....but she was comfortable to chat with. I'm going to miss her. I hugged her softly. "It's OK." I whispered. She grinned. "YAY!" Monesta said. I pondered about the black she-wolf. Monesta was gone and moved to Mexico, but some how she had hitched rides and abandoned her family, seeking for a new adventurism life.

It was the next day as the sun touched the bright clouds. The flowers had awoken and I visted the plain again. I had forgotten about Elrich's party so I went back home before. I had changed to a wolf.

Gas had fumed in the air. I took of whiff of the foul scent and blacked out. The scent was powerful and strong, it was un-conciseness. All I remember was a sack of beads and a giant plastic bag wrapping me around.

I woke up with the image of that same she-wolf, she muttered under her breath, "Kill Elrich before he kills you...you're the most powerful one.." It was an empty room -I was in.

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The black wolf.

I woke up with the image of that same she-wolf, she muttered under her breath, "Kill Elrich before he kills you...you're the most powerful one.." It was an empty room -I was in.

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