A/N: This is a really short prologue that is just meant to get reviews, alerts, and the mood for Halloween. I hope this will encourage you to encourage me to continue it which I probably will anyway.
Wolfsbain
Prologue
The night sky was navy blue and wispy gray clouds drifted like ghosts across the pearl white, full moon and got tangled in black, claw-like dead trees. A dirt path weaved its way across the bare ground and around the dead trees. There are strange grooves embedded into the gravel. The prints are fresh and pale red liquid is pooled in the majority of prints. A gray, bedraggled bundle of four-legged fur drags itself up the path. Blood mixed with its own saliva drizzles into its footprints…yellow eyes blazing…yellowed teeth bared and snarling. As it reached the top of the hill its eyes flared with malice. There was a village guarded by a thick, concrete wall down below. The creature's eyes flashed again. It was the perfect place to break the curse. Half in joy, half in pain, silhouetted against the moon…it let out a menacing howl.
A/N: So? What did you think. Review and any questions you have will be answered…promise.