Prologue

*Huff, huff, huff*

The sound of heavy breathing.

*Thump, thump, thump*

The sound of my heart beating.

*Vvvrrrmmm!*

The sound of an engine running at full throttle.

*Click, Boom!!*

"Fucker!"

My scream of despair as the engine burns out.

I scramble out of the car grabbing my bag and the two inch S&W snub revolver. I glance behind me and run towards my apartment one block away.

Almost there! I'm almost there!

Climbing over a pile up of cars I hear nothing behind me but I know they're coming. I make it over as a shadow passes over me. I pull out the revolver and train it in front as I crouch down. Landing in front of me, it crushed an old truck and flipped over a sedan. Mankind's newest threat has arrived, beasts from a different world.

It resembles a wolf but you could never confuse it with one. Five times bigger, glowing black fur with yellow and orange streaks, it's paws were huge and it's shoulders massively disproportionate to its frame. But the biggest difference was its huge mouth, as wide as a tigers but still long like a wolf.

"Human! You are fast for your kind, and very resourceful. For evading me for so long I will show mercy and end you swiftly."

Oh yeah, they're also intelligent.

"Better idea, why don't you run off with your tail between your legs before I have to kill you."

"He he, you jest human. What can you possibly do to harm me? Your puny weapon barely wounds my hide."

He's right, this revolver doesn't pack enough punch to hurt him let alone kill him. I just need to buy enough time.

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"Who said anything about killing you with this? If you want a real challenge let me draw out my real weapon."

"Hmph, I have you within my grasp. Why should I give you the chance to fight for escape?"

"Escape? Who said anything about escape? I'm saying I can kill you, and the way to do it is in my bag."

"hehehe . . . Hahahahaa . . . Surely you jest, a mere human kill the great me?!"

The wolf pawed at the ground in an amused manner kicking up some clumps of mud.

"Are you scared?"

"GROWL!! SCARED!? I DARE YOU TO TAKE OUT THAT WEAPON AND SEE HOW YOU FAIR AGAINST ME!"

"No need"

"Wha-"

I pull the trigger and fire my incendiary round into the puddle of gasoline under the truck full of manure.

*BOOM!!*

Ow! Shit! Got nailed in the arm with the fucking bumper! Think it's broken.

The remains of the wolf was scattered about. Hurt badly but not dead I painfully reached my apartment and climbed up.

"You look like shit, here I'll help you up"

A sonorous light voice reaches my ears and a tall, fit woman grabs me by my good arm and hauls me up the stairs.

"Well you smell like shit"

And I pass out.

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Hello everyone!

Thanks for giving this a read, I'm new to this whole writing thing and I would love whatever criticism or compliments you can give! Please tell me what you like and what you don't like, I'll be posting chapter one shortly

Peace, Kilsikon7