"Die you oversized dog!" Some vampire yelled at me, swinging his sword
I evaded his strike and pounced on him biting into his neck, killing him.
As I stand And start to observe my surroundings I see burning homes, bodies lying on the ground, the sound of screaming and clanking metal can be herd in the distance, and two werewolves killing anything they see as enemies. Everything was fine today, Until the sun set.
-Early that morning-
"Can't we just transform and kill it?" I stated while starring at a large brown bear
"No Miira, father said not to rely on that power for every fight we get in to" retorted my older brother Rezso.
My older brother Rezso was a tall, handsome guy, with short dark silver hair, and bright hazel eyes. My mother Acaila, with a brighter shade of silver hair that reaches her waist, and bright hazel eyes that border on complete yellow. And me, with short unkempt dark silver hair, and hazel eyes that aren't as bright a Rezso's but still have a shine, all have a power were not supposed to let others know of,and it's that we can transform, into werewolves.
My father Mark is a human, and so are my little sister Hannah, and older brother Connor. But like my mother, Reszo and I are Farions, a half human, half animal race.
There are 5 types of farions, there are cats, rabbits, squirrels, raccoons, and wolves. There are small amounts of wolf farions that have the ability to transform, so we are from a dying species.
"Fine, then get into position and I'll draw his attention" I said while while focusing my mana into my hand. After a couple of seconds I start to form an ice spike about 1 ft in length and shot it towards the bear.
It hits it right through the Bears leg and Reszo charges out of the bush towards the bear, as I draw my sword, prepare another ice spike and jump out of the bushes.
The bear swings at Reszo but he ducks under it, swinging upward causing a deep gash in the Bears stomach. I run towards them shooting another ice spike that lands in the Bears chest.
"RAAAAAA" the bear roars in pain a looks back towards me. I shoot out a continuous blast of of an ice like mist, freezing one of his arms.
Rezso jumps in close stabbing his sword deep into the Bears chest, he pulls his sword out as the Bears roars in agony. We stand back as the bear falls on the ground bleeding. After a minute Reszo walks towards the bear and buries his sword in the back of the Bears neck to confirm its death.
We're looking over the dead bear which had to weigh around 1,300 pounds, even as wolves were a lot stronger than an average human, or farion due to our beast blood this isn't something we can just sling over our back, and since this was meat for the village, we're not allowed to eat it like this.
So before I was given work to do I looked at my brother and said "welp, see you at home" before running off in the direction of our house, hearing Rezso yell "What? Hey!"
When I returned to the village, some adults were teaching the children archery. Among them was my little sister Hannah, a short cute girl with long dark blonde hair that goes past her shoulders, and cute brown eyes. Despite only being 9 she was very skilled with a bow. The adults believe it's because of her affinity with wind magic that she can be so precise at such a young age, or maybe it's because she had to hunt with Wolves when she was young, but never the less she was good.
I also saw others being taught swordsmanship by my father, they seem to be having duels and my elder brother Connor, a average size bow with dark blonde hair, and the same brown eyes as father. Connor was 15 but was one of the best swordsman in the village. He still lost to father, and Reszo though. Reszo is 16, a year older than Connor, but Connor doesn't lose to Reszo in swordsmanship or skill. Connor only loses in duels because of the power and speed Reszo gets from the wolf blood.
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Another group was practicing magic led by the oldest man in the village, Barry Fether. He teaches the children so they can have a better future, because people with magic are sought after by all countries of the world. Barry was at least 75 years old, and there were only 4 people in the lesson excluding me, who awoke to magic when I was 7 and don't need to take those lesson because I have all the basic down, he said I was the youngest he ever taught to learn it so young at 11.
And Hannah was busy with archery, so she learned by herself later with Mr. Fether. Later in the day around dawn, our mother takes us out into the woods to practice hunting as werewolves. We take off all our clothes because they get in the way of transforming, and we head deep into the forest. To transform we feed our inborn mana infused blood into our muscles, bones, and stretch them. Our shoulders get wider, our hips smaller, and our arms longer. Hair grows all over our body and at the end of it we stand on our hind legs and howl.
Howling is something that happens because transforming is very painful but we have to keep focus and let it out after we're done. My mother was the largest standing at around 9 feet tall and 1,000 pounds. My brother was slightly smaller around 7 feet tall and I was only 6 feet tall. Mother's fur was a beautiful silver, Rezso's was a dark black, and mine was a darker shade of grey.
There isn't many strong opponents that can face off against either of us in the forest surrounding our village, even young werewolves have strength that takes some of the best adventurers to compete with, but because we are so powerful we are hunted to be trophies for entire guild halls to show off. So we have to be strong at a young age and the stronger the enemy we devour the stronger we get. Using magic isn't easy in wolf form and the time it takes to use it, it's just not worth it.
After a while of hunting, mostly killing large snakes or goblins, we see an ominous glow coming from the direction of our village. Fearing what would be happening we all bolt towards the direction of the village.
Upon exiting the forest, we see that the village is burning and being attacked by trolls and vampires. The trolls eyes are bright pink, meaning someone is using mind control on them."Miira, stay with your brother" mom says before charging in first, killing a troll with a single swipe of her massive claws and continuing deeper into the village.
My brother runs ahead pouncing onto a vampire from behind and crushing his head in between in claws. I run towards a troll which is slightly bigger than me and I swipe upward causing deep gashes in his chest but not enough to kill it. The troll swings multiple times at me, but I jump back dodging all strikes.
I run towards him winding up a strike, and land a backhand to the side of his head putting him off balance and on the ground. I jump onto him bitting into his skull killing him with a powerful clamp of my jaw.
I take a couple extra seconds to bite into his flesh eating him, because he's the strongest monster I ever fought. After my meal I look around and my brother is no longer in sight, he must have gone into the village after mom, so I followed, and ran into the burning village.
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Next chapter will include the aftermath and Connors perspective during the attack.