Easily thwarting my practice spear to the side , Khaja deflected it, sending its sharp killing point deep into the wall .

This caused a loud metallic shrieking sound to reverberate off the walls but that didn’t wake up the boy . I had no time to pay attention to such trivial details in the face of danger.

Unbarking the white practice spear , I spun it above my head making my locks dance . I was different from the little girl years ago. I stood in defiance , yes I was different.

Grrr “ you should’ve just stayed in your corner sheep girl “ I heard in between growls her voice was tangible and distorted

I never trusted the old wolf in front of me . Sometimes I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt and never could , now I understand why. To Be honest , I have never spoken to her and don't know why she's here . But I did know that her chains were supposed to constantly be weakening her ,draining her , and medicating her from a conversation I overheard from Ms. Hall.

Grrrrr

“What's wrong with you! “ I asked in a low tone of anger seething ,barely containing my rage.

Ignoring my provocation . She simply let out a low bark as the clothes on her person began to rip and morph. She was transforming , her fangs got long and her fur more rugged , Her body bulked eventually ripping the clothes as the chains suppressing her were easily ripped off.

Her face was twisted and her eyes were pitch black. This was unnatural and sent shivers down my spine . Looking at the snarling beast in front of me I felt fear. My body tingled with it and my legs began to shake.

Sensing my unease the wolf responded with a delighted grunt. The stakes were continually raising , I now understood that this wouldn’t stop with a simple warning.

SNAP!

In a quick step she rushed over to me with an insatiable lust for blood, leaving me to block with the length of my spear.

BANG!

Held in a competition of strength I could feel her over powering me ,as my body slowly bent into submission. I HAD TO HOLD ON!

I felt strength to live surface ,as I channeled it to repel the aggressive invader.

AHH ! I screamed trying to gain the advantage but was met with fruitless attempts.

A cold sweat ran down my face as I could feel her breath inches away.

Legs buckling I felt the reaper's scythe around me looming for a victim.

Looking into her eyes was like looking into death. There was nothing but the desire to kill that was corroding the insides of my mind. One mistake and I would be gone .Feeling an inevitable sense of helplessness in the face of overwhelming odds I was temporarily stunned in terror. Using the opportunity Khaja slammed me against the wall , in combination with her sharp claws to rip my shoulder to shreds. My inner liquids splattered on the wall, giving it a new coat of fresh blood

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AHHHHHHHHH

I screamed in agony as I felt the warmed red substance drip from my shoulder down onto the rest of my body . I was in so much pain and could feel the rended wound throbbing.

Spear in hand, I sat there in a crimson mess watching my attacker approach me. I wanted to move but my body isn't responding at all. Yes, I was injured but mostly I was scared. I was frozen with fear. I Should’ve just minded my own business, I thought as I slowly bled to unconsciousness.

THUMP thump thump

The heavy footsteps of the lycanthrope slowly walking towards me sent my mind racing with every noise , it was the messenger of my ending. I wasn’t fully expecting to be thrust into a life or death situation , and let myself be put in this situation.

WHY! I screamed in my mind as a mixed tsunami of emotions overtook me

Because I wanted to help some kid? I'm so dumb , relaxed personality?! Great way to rationalize my failures, that's probably why things ended up like this .

I had no one to blame but myself … for being so stupid … I'm not a hero, so why…

I didn’t even know if what I was saying was right but that's all I could manage at the moment. Tears began to form in my eyes.

My whole life I've been an underdog. I thought I could finally get somewhere . I survived without any parents, I survived the bandit attacks, I even survived being captured by a royal commander . WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE ME! I finally broke being unable to bear with the unfathomable . The world was equally as unfair to everyone and I knew that. Why did I think it would work out?

DAMMNIT!

Seeing this she stopped right in front of me .

“Ha… HA “ a low raspy and guttural escape from the lycanthropes voice . Her monstrous voice reminded me of how deep the abyss really goes.

I was so terrified .

She was mocking me . I was so angry , sad ,scared and humiliated .

I practiced the spear everyday trying to maintain the feeling of control that brought me safety . Up into this point I had my brushes with death but nothing ever made me feel like this.

Powerless ,I was defeated so easily. Why did I throw it all away for someone I didn't even know?

opening its jaws, its razor sharp teeth beckoned to be used.

So this is how I was going to die? Meaninglessly.

I tried so hard to override my position in life. But it doesn't matter… my thoughts stopped

Right now only one feeling enveloped my body , fear.

𝓐𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓷 𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮

Splurt! Warm red blood jacketed the area where Effie once stood . Now there was only the sound of silence.

Eyes closed, I laid there waiting to die. 1 second , 2 seconds, 3 seconds , I opened my eyes

Huh?

“GET! AWAY! FROM! HER! “ I heard a young boys voice howl

through my teary eyes I made out a small golden figure. The only light in this vast sea of darkness.

Autumn standing in front of me with his sword deeply embedded into the old lady's neck. Her blood was gushing everywhere. The wound was gnarly and I doubt the old wolf would survive .

blood started to accumulate and form a base layer of red liquid encasing the whole floor.

“Is- is it dead? “ Autumn said out loud as if he was communicating to someone .

Then suddenly his facial expression became filled with trepidation . Leaving the sword in its neck , he grabbed my broken arm and pulled me as hard as he could out of the room into the hallway. Confused but still this feeling of dread was deep within my being .So I aided the child shifting my bodyweight letting myself be easier to carry.

All the blood from the room flowed out unnaturally out into the corridor. What was going on isn’t the lycanthrope dead? Her neck was impaled for crying out loud.

“wh-What's going on!? “ I stuttered out as I stammered over my feet, almost falling.

“PLEASE ! JUST RUN! “

He was unwilling to stop his gait for even a second regardless of how sloppy it looked.

I trusted his sense of urgency and I focused my attention on leaving the building.

Seeing the front door of the house , His small body barreled through it causing it to swing wide open into the Outside world.

The sky was red and the moon was full.

Just what is happening ? Was the werewolf still alive?

BANG BANG BOOM

The home was slowly being destroyed .So much so that the dust from the debris was mostly blocking out the light. When the wreckage of what used to be our home was finally leveled , it revealed a true abomination.

A gargantuan multi- headed lycanthrope standing on its hind legs. Unbothered by the sword firmly embedded in its bleeding neck ,it let out a roar.

ARHHHHHHHH

behind the disgusting disfigurement was a Blood red night sky illuminated by a crimson devilish moon.

Hell had spawned on earth and we were blessed to meet its angel.

A Chasm creature stood before us.