A WOLF'S PASTMIDDAY, WESTERN SHORES OF THE VALED SEA, BEACHES OF VAMPARIA.Lucian and the rest of the Dire Wolves trudged inland carefully to avoid tripping on any more mines,The recent loss of a fellow Werewolf to the fiery brutality of a landmine weighed heavy on their wolven hearts as they kept treading silently across the beach, inching ever closer to the dreaded forest known as Widow's Woods.Lucian looked behind him and saw other Werewolves,their assorted dark and deep brown furs glistening under the hot afternoon sun smiting the land brutally, as the wind blowing from the sea blew sand and dirt into their faces but they were Direwolves in appearance but Werewolves at heart,hardened descendants of Lycan The Fanged and their footsteps across the sun blighted sands were steady."Remus" Lucian called to the lead Dire Wolf, breaking the silence as they trudged on to Widow's Woods.Remus spared a glance backwards at Lucian as he kept on walking,shuffling his feet softly on the g
MAD EGOROYAL PALACE,GRENALIA, MORNING HOURSHarold Horeby traversed the length of the courtyard,engrossed deeply in thought as the morning wind blew gently across the open space,sending dead leaves racing across the courtyard in a haze of dust.Harold paid no attention to the servants greeting and bowing to him as he marched on steadily on the cobbled floor.He was reminiscing about his trip a few days back to the lair of the witches on the outskirts of Grenalia.His mind particularly focused on the declaration of the Sisters, telling him with malicious glee that they had secured a reasonable amount of Wolfsbane from Burnt Side Forest.... without his direct assistance.Harold grew nervous at how powerful and too independent the witches were becoming for his comfort and was having a dilemma as to how he would deal with them.Harold was still musing to himself when a hoarse voice called out to him from across the courtyard.It was Marcus, one of his most trusted and vicious warriors
WIDOW'S WOODSLucian and his cortege of Werewolves trudged on deeper in the gloomy heavens forsaken forest known to all living souls as Widow's Woods.The Direwolves walked steadily with some of the wolves looking up into the trees and seeing Ravens cawing loudly and flapping about,These particular avian species stared back at the hardy wolves with red eyes tracking the brethren of Lycan The Fanged as they journeyed deeper into Vampire territory."This... Sweetheart of yours,how special is she to you that you go through all these dangers just to rescue her?" Luperca, one of the younger Dire Wolves, inquired of Lucian.Lucian smirked."This SWEETHEART of mine rescued me when Damon betrayed me and left me for dead in the middle of Burnt Side Forest."Lucian's heart fluttered as he reminisced."She nursed me back to life, twice I must say.For a human to nurse a Werewolf back to life is unheard of" The pack of wolves trudged as Lucian spoke."Maybe fate has destined us to be" Lucian gr
EMBERSTHE ELITE QUARTERS, GRENALIA, JUST BEFORE DAWN."Yawwwn" Josef stretched on his exquisite bed as he reached for his bedside table and reached for a glass of water and discovered the cup to be empty."Fuck this shit" Josef cussed to the air as he staggered in the dark and walked across his bedroom towards the kitchen.Josef crossed his bedroom door when he heard the sound of his front door opening and closing.The High Marshall's son stopped cold in his tracks as he peered into the dark living room and called out."John, Edward?Are you guys there?" Josef hollered the names of his friends into the dark.Josef made a step forward but froze as the next thing he saw was a masked figure in black clothes rushing at him.Josef's feet were already moving to the side even as his brain processed what was happening.The figure,blew past Josef and came to a screeching halt as he reached out his hand and dragged Josef by his left arm, using him as a brake somewhat to keep himself from runni
LOVE CONQUERS ALLJUST BEFORE THE EDGE OF WIDOW'S WOODS,VAMPARIA, MID-DAY.Tatatata,The rains battered the dense expanse of trees and jungle known as Widow's Woods.The Woods had indeed lived up to it's ill-gotten title as one of the Werewolves running across it's dense floor had just lost the love of her life to the cold hands of death.Luperca tried to keep her emotions in check as She, Lucian and the surviving Dire Wolves raced through the forest, attempting to evade their hunters."No lagging behind!!, Everyone keep running, we're almost there" Lucian barked at his furry companions.His speech seemed to have had an effect as the Direwolves put in more effort in a bid to outrun their Vampire hunters.Shouts and sounds of feet racing could be heard not far behind the Werewolves,The Vampires having retreated back to their forward base in the woods and regrouped and rearmed and gave chase to the Werewolves moving speedily towards the border of Vamparia."Move your feet you bunch of
Location: GrenaliaHarold was inside his chambers. Seated on his king-like chair he sipped from a large jar of old wine with a somewhat unsettled look on his face like someone who had just received bad news or in his case...waiting to receive one.Marcus should have done what he sent him to do by now, Harold thought within but he wondered why he was taking a rather long time for him to pay him a visit?There is a bit of a part in him that wishes not to see the face of Marcus today because that would mean his son Josep still lives which is so unlikely as Marcus had never failed him before.Josef is dead for sure and Harold couldn't help but moan a little for his only child but he knew he had to do what he did if he was to accomplish all his dreams, especially the one of being ruler of Grenalia and the whole world at large.‘This is a sacrifice I just had to make. I am sure you will agree with me dear son. We will meet again.' The High Marshall consoled himself with sweet thoughts and e
Location: WerekultLucian opened his eyes just in time to see Anna, his wife, motioning to the wardrobe in a hurried state. He had been feeling her wonderful presence beside him while he was asleep, having the most beautiful of dreams of both of them together before she got off the bed and he felt her presence vanished away from him, not even the Anna in his dreams could fill up the gap and that was what triggered the sleep to clear away from his eyes.“Where are you going?" He said, making sure his voice didn't come out in an interrogative manner.Anna paused her movement upon hearing Lucian's voice and she slowly turned around to face him, trying her best to hide the sadness on her face with a smile.“Lucian, you are awake?" She said cheerfully but Lucian could see behold the mask of smiles and laughs.“What's wrong?" He asked in a concerned tone as he sat himself up on the bed.“N.. Nothing," Anna for some reason thought it would be best not to tell Lucian.She didn't want anythin
Location: Grenalia“If I had sustained it from the battle ground it would have been so much better. This is as a result of cowardliness and betrayal." Josef said looking directly into his father's eyes and he could see the guilt clearly written on them but what was much visible was his fears.And truly Harold was freaking afraid he couldn't even bring himself to give a reply to what his son had said he just kept his eyes and senses in alertness so as not to be caught off guard by his son's strike.“I am sure you would love to know the name of the one who is responsible for this act of betrayer and cowardice, father." Josef paused for some seconds for his father's response but when that wasn't forthcoming he finished his statement.“It is your darling Marcus. He came at me with deadly intent ready to chop my head off, he came really close," Josef glanced down at his wounded chest then continued“But I am one tough motherfu*ker and I put darling Marcus to sleep for good."Harold's hand