2 DAYS AGO IN GRACE'S HOSPITAL Since his long years of working experiences, Dr Jekyll had never seen someone with that kind of illness before. He was baffled and surprised to see a young lady at Freya's age to have such a painful stomach pain, so intense to the extent that she went unconscious within the time of two minutes. All the scans and tests done to her revealed that she was fine, and nothing's wrong with her intestines, and yet she was still in such a painful state and her life was deteriorating. Jekyll was puzzled and worried, it was his first time experiencing such a bizarre illness before. Being the director of Grace's Medical Hospital, he called on more of his trusted doctors to check on her, but none of them could provide a solution to her pain. He was in this case when someone brought him an idea of calling a doctor who was based on gynecology. Having no choice, He picked up the phone and dialed the doctor's number to ask for assistance. He was still on t
Freya's POVThe anguish of seeing the man you love in pain, being unable to do anything about it but watch as he tosses and writhes on the cold metal floor. The pain of hearing his heart pounding loudly as he tries and struggling to keep himself alive and the sight of seeing him dying gradually before your eyes, The agony of seeing the blood dripping from his wounds; his face ashen and eyes glazed over. I couldn't get over the painful sights as the memories kept surging into my head in waves. Memories that have no purpose other than to remind me of how useless I was beside him. They didn't just shoot him with noxious needles, they also pummeled him to stupor like a renegade wargI was completely broken down anytime I remember his injuries, by the gruesome way he was bruised by Doctor Jekyll's men. After beating him blue black and having satisfied their gratification on him, they dragged him away and separated both of us, cruel people. "How I wish I know how he's feeli
"It's been years that I've been hunting a beast like you. I've met countless ones who look like you but none of them possessed what I actually needed. And here you are, the Heavens sent you towards me when all hopes are gone", Jekyll whispered softly into Tigreal's ear where he hanged him, his two wrists shackled and his legs manacled.Tigreal was seen in a blue room filled with scientific apparatus. His legs were chained down and his wrists were firmly fastened to the roof.Drips linked to sets of serum containers were affixed to both hands and both thighs. Before it stood Doctor Jekyll in his lab coat and his lab goggles on, working on his experiments, and writing notes on a small pad. Bloods were dropping from Tig's mouth and eyes. He was barely alive as the poison was slowly eating away at the outside of his body. His heart was beating so fast it seemed like his lungs would explode out of his body. "Please....I need water, just a drop is enough to cool down my burning
Freya's POVPanting heavily in the dark room alone, I was scared that I held my knees to my chest, breathing heavily with fear and my eyes scanning through the darkness. It was night already and everywhere was dark and scary, I was left alone in the dark room. I have cried a couple of times and I'm already out of breath, it seems I'm being confined in an outer world, where no one will hear my cry no matter how much I scream. It's been days that I've eaten, even though these sons of bitches filled my room with bread and Popcorn, but I couldn't eat nor drink. For the first time in my life, I had no desire to view meals or eat any type of comfort food. My body has been stripped of anything that may make me feel comfortable or guaranteed. I'd rather die of starvation than be fed by the hand that abducted me and tortured my dear monster. The only thing that could ease my pain is seeing him breaking through all the affronts and coming out to me with his hands stretched forwa
Freya's POV "Christine?" I was startled and completely befuddled to see her in such a location, even though she's always been there for me; yet, I never anticipated her to locate these thief's and runt's hideouts. "It's okay, sweetie pie, stop sobbing, I'm here now," she said as she wrapped her arms around me, wiped my tears with her hands, and covered my nakedness with her knitwear. "No one should ever harm My Freya! ....I warned you to keep away from her completely", The gigantic unknown behemoth snarled loudly.As he threw the final punch on the man who attempted to rape me. The strike threw him up, landing powerfully and burying him into the ground with a bang. It was until when I heard the word "My Freya" that I knew it was my dear monster. I couldn't hold myself back as I forced myself away from Christine and ran towards him for confirmation. It was hard to recognize people in the dark, and the little light in the room was faint. "Is that you?...My monster?",
Freya's POVLike a mother who's scared of losing her child, Trevor held my hands so tight that I could feel the grips, as we ran through the unknown and broken street. "Where the hell in the world is this place?, This place seems so ... different." I said between gasps for breath.Trevor looked back at me with worry in his eyes. His brown dreadlocks hair was messy and falling in his face, making him look slightly older than he really was. Seeing the difficulties and pain that Trevor and Christine were experiencing all because of me, I was surprised that I asked myself. "Can I risk my life for a friend like this also?. Assuming I could still be confused to do this for Christine, but what of Trevor?", I asked Myself with bafflement, thinking of all the countless bullets that have been shot towards them all for my sake today, in which each and everyone of them is enough to take away their life's, why are they not really scared of losing their life but coming for me instead?",
2(TWO) DAYS AGO. Christine was so bewildered and terrified that she was unable to sleep that night due to her fears that her buddy had been held captive by a monster. As she sat on her bed and tried to make sense of what she had just witnessed, the horrifying vision of the beast's metamorphosis returned to her mind. She couldn't help but try to make sense of all that had happened that day since her mind wouldn't stop thinking about it.. Her mind was heavy and her eyes were burning because of all her crying. She wasn't sleeping at all tonight, she was just lying in bed with an anxiety attack and trying not to think about what happened, but she couldn't, the memories kept swarming into her head and the image of the beast kept repeating itself in her head.. "That little feeble girl, I knew something's happening to her since the day she started fainting Unnecessarily, especially the stomach pain, and then….and then……Yes he came that day for her", Christine exclaimed as if she jus
Once in a blue moon, Kelvin does have the chance of hanging out at night in Metropolis, when lights are on and all. When the liveliness of blue lights calls for bottles of rums and whiskeys to be poured into glasses. When the old folks who works all day meets at blue joints to spend their hard earned bucks on wine's, with pretty girls and Femme Fatales wandering all around like vagabonds. Among these blue joints was "Disco Del Blue", which was Kelvin's favourite bar . It is an unpretentious place where everyone can enjoy themselves without being too loud or pretentiously dressed up. The only thing that sets it apart from other bars are its beautiful ladies serving drinks behind the counter, wearing tight dresses made by local designers and sexy heels which jinx the heart of the men who set their eyes on them.Having collected a huge sum of dollars from Jekyll for capturing Tigreal and Freya, Kelvin changed his dressing today. He usually goes there like an ordinary folk, but toda
Tigreal, Freya, Christine, Kelvin, and Trevor stood in the dimly lit chamber, surrounded by an array of weaponry. Each of them diligently prepared for the impending war. The tension in the room was palpable, the weight of their task imprinted on their resolute features. They knew the difficulties ahead would put their strength and resolve to the test like never before. Kelvin slung a razor-sharp sword over his waist, its dazzling edge poised for action, throwing threatening glimmers in the dark light. Christine slung a quiver of arrows across her back, her nimble fingers checking the bowstring with accustomed accuracy. Trevor, the epitome of cool under pressure, painstakingly loaded a revolver, his gestures demonstrating his steadfast concentration. Tigreal, dominating in his armor, adjusted the straps, his posture exuding power and resolve. Freya gently fastened a pair of sparkling daggers to her waist, their blades echoing her steadfast willpower. Trevor's trusty companion stormed
Tigreal summoned an assembly in the middle of the White Moon Pack territory, amid a large expanse of tall trees. It was a long-awaited event, and the wolves gathered in silence. The pack, unified in their allegiance and reverence for their Alpha, Tigreal, listened intently.Tigreal, his towering form, a symbol of power, began to speak. "My fellow pack members, the time has come for me to embark on a quest in the human world." The threat presented by Balmond and Balerick to both our realm and the human world is too enormous to ignore."The people in the throng exchanged knowing looks, aware of the coming peril that hung over them all."I understand your concerns and fears," Tigreal said, "but this mission cannot be postponed any longer." The unholy union of Balmond and Balerick jeopardizes the state of balance we have battled to protect for decades."Seraphine's eyes twinkled with excitement as she stood among the crowd. She had long desired the role of Alpha, and the possibility of Ti
Trevor's strength began to return on the second day in the infirmary, bringing with it a ray of hope. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic, and the calm hum of medical equipment formed a continuous background. Tigreal, Freya, Kelvin, and Christine formed a unified front at his bedside, ready to hear his narrative of the horrible events that had occurred.Freya was the first to speak, her voice concerned and relieved. "Trevor, you had us worried for more than a day there."Tigreal, who towered over the rest, gave his thoughts. "Yes, Trevor. It seemed like an eon. I'm pleased to see you're on the mend."Christine, her eyes moist with emotion, chimed in. "When Freya carried you here, we feared the worst."Trevor couldn't help but crack a joke, his sense of humour intact despite his trauma. "How about we skip over the part where Freya carried me around like a hero?" Laughter swept across the room, temporarily relieving tension.Freya couldn't keep her curiosity at bay any longer, her bri
Freya's heart wrenched as she saw her son, Rolf, suffer. Her previously limitless patience had been completely depleted. Her gaze stayed fixated on Raff and Seraphine, two figures who relished in their spiteful victory, flaming with a violent mix of maternal love and rage. Her own clan's hypocritical methods had left a dark stain on what should have been the Luminance Festival's clean, joyous mood.Freya's change into her powerful werewolf form unfolded with captivating speed, punctuated by a primal cry that pierced the air and rang across the pack. Her pure white fur shimmered wonderfully in the dappled sunshine, almost otherworldly. Her eyes were like twin fires, conveying a strong resolve. She sprang from her seated position, landing with an earth shaking impact in the center of the arena, fully prepared for the confrontation that lay ahead.As Freya saw her rival's change on the other side of the arena, Seraphine's eyes narrowed and met hers. She had a long-standing desire for dom
The annual "Luminance Festival" erupted like a bright supernova in the heart of the White Moon's Pack, igniting the very air with pleasure and unity. This lavish celebration symbolized the pack members' harmonious relationship, a monument to their shared devotion to peace and prosperity. Laughter cascaded through the old forest, forming a tapestry of delight that transcended species and size, as every creature came to celebrate their connected life, from the mighty to the tiniest.The event was a visual work of art. Vibrant flags swayed in the mild breeze, like bursts of color adorning the scene around them. Tables heaved under the weight of delicious treats, which included everything from luscious meats to scrumptious desserts. Fruits and nectar-filled goblets glistened in the dappled sunlight, enticing anybody who came close. The entire pack sank to the seductive beat of dance and song as musicians performed energetic, captivating songs. Tigreal, magnificent in his festive clothing
As Trevor and his men prepared to leave the room, they had no idea that Balmond had a cyberpunk agent, a master of virtual manipulation, who had managed to hack into the system and decode the location. The agent had traced their positions through the intercepted phone conversation between Balmond and Trevor's squad, sending critical information to Balmond's waiting men.Balmond's men filled the room as the door slammed open, their forms silhouetted by the faint light of the corridor. Trevor's pulse rate increased as the standoff intensified, each second ticking by in a tight symphony of expectation."Looks like we've got company," one of Trevor's guys said, a sardonic smile pulling at his lips despite the risk."Take cover and keep them at bay," Trevor said quickly, his voice dripping with anxiety. We must buy some time."Bullets flew through the air as Trevor's crew fought a desperate struggle against Balmond's well-coordinated men. The room had turned into a battleground, with furni
Under the cover of night, Trevor and his men surrounded Balerick's towering home. Their steps were deliberate, like burglars in the dark, as they approached the home of the enigmatic individual in charge of the perilous mission. The weight of their goal weighed heavily on them, a mix of resolve and anxiety propelling their every action.Trevor's men secured the perimeter of the home with the precision of a well-oiled machine, their rifles drawn. The night air was heavy with suspense as they awaited Trevor's signal to make their move. Balerick's destiny hung in the balance, a captive audience to the impending clash.Trevor's grip on his firearm was firm, his sight fixed on the home in front of him. He understood this was the decisive moment, the climax of their attempts to foil Balmond's terrible ploy. The crew rushed forward as the signal was given, their actions synced in a precise dance.The element of surprise worked in their favor as they invaded the mansion, quickly and expertly
Trevor's thoughts raced with a fresh resolve as the echoes of Balmond and Balerick's dialogue reverberated in his head. The truck Balerick was escorting into the city had secrets that were considerably more frightening than they initially appeared to be, which had put the wheels of curiosity in action. There was a definite hidden objective at work, and Trevor was determined to find out what it was.Utilizing his connections, Trevor put together a small team of reliable people who were eager to help him in his quest to unravel the mysteries behind the trucks. They established an impromptu camp under the shelter of the thick woodland, hidden from prying eyes but well situated to watch the trucks' approach.Tension lingered in the air like a charged current as the sun sunk below the horizon, sending sweeping shadows across the countryside. Trevor's senses were tingling with anticipation at every sound, including distant wind and rustling leaves. He was aware that what he was going to fac
Trevor's path crossed with an unexpected figure as he approached the threshold of Balmond's richly decorated sitting room. During his leaving, he found himself walking beside a man who, at first look, appeared to be an average visitor to Balmond's domain. However, when their shoulders brushed against each other for a split second, an electric current of familiarity shot through Trevor's veins, igniting a newfound sensation of awareness.Trevor's feet briefly slowed down in response to this strange familiarity, giving him a priceless additional second to secretly examine the man's face. It was a quick but purposeful gaze meant to capture the man's soul without revealing his intentions. He had an enigmatic nature that sparked a flood of recollections and feelings that had been kept under wraps. He then realized that this man was none other than Mr. Balerick, Freya's villainous uncle, with the destructive ability of a lightning bolt.Trevor's heart gripped at the sight of Balerick, as me