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Cry of The Wolf

Chapter 1: The Werewolf Genocide

My feet made a crunching sound as I rushed thought the brown and orange leaves scattered across the yellow grass. The cool autumn wind swirled by my face, making my cheeks a soft pink color.

Now, as I ran, I closed my eyes. The relaxing sensation of this fall day was the most satisfying I've ever experienced. I started to feel a pain in my legs My brain was telling me to stop, but my heart was telling me to continue on and enjoy my wonderful run. Yes! I told my heart, I will keep going! I did just as I told my heart I would. I swept away the part of me that told me otherwise and kept my running pace.

I kept running. Pushing my self to go faster and faster. It seemed as if a century had gone bye before I realized I still had my eyes closed. I blinked my eyes open just in time to see the tree I was going to run into. There wasn't enough time to stop, so I jumped up, grabbed on to a branch and landed gracefully on top of it.

I was probably standing on top of the branch, staring into the forest a good ten minutes before I sensed another immortal approaching fastly. I couldn't recognize it's sent so I knew that I had never meet another immortal of its kind in this world before

I felt it run up behind me. I jerked my entire body around to find a black cloak behind. The cloaked figure raised its hands and threw off its hood. The figure was a young girl that was no more than fifteen years old. . She had lush blonde hair, ghastly pail skin and inhuman beauty. The par of her that scared me the most was her beautiful crimson red eyes.

"Hello Melinda." The girl said, a slight smirk forming on he lips.

Melinda? Who was Melinda? My name was Jezabelle.

I had no time to try to understand what the girl had just said. The second she finished that last word, a sharp pain was sent through my body. I had no idea where it was coming from. I barely even noticed the fact. The pain was taking over my thoughts and sight. By the time I fell from the branch I was standing on the cold, crunchy grass beneath the tree, I couldn't think or feel anything except the sharp pain running throughout my body.


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