Thunder cracked outside the stormy castle that was inhabited within the outskirts of the village of Adventure Bay, within the confines of the desolate building lied a pup, who was in the middle of testing yet another experiment and after some time, he made a breakthrough.

"My word...I did it...I did it!" The pup let out a exhausted laugh as he pressed a button one of his other inventions. "Log number...I don't have a clue on where I left off with this but, but now?" The pup started to sound a bit hysterical. "Now, my theory was true! Reanimation is possible, they laughed, they all did and now they will all see my work and if they don't see the beauty of my inventions?" The pup looked at a set of vials on a test tube rack. "I'll make them regret it, I'll make them regret the day they laughed at Dr. Rocky!" The maniacal laughter echoed through the halls of the castle as he gazed in the beauty of his creation.

Now we move onto another unfortunate soul who's fate was tempted, a German Shepherd who had a rather deadly run-in with a creature but managed to escape with his life, just by a hair.

The Shepherd stumbled through the small branches and bushes as he set his eyes on a distant light, he rushed forward as much as his body allowed him, holding his arm in pain as he headed towards his new destination, upon reaching it, he realized it was the lights that were keeping the village lit up. He looked on below and sighed in frustration and worry, hoping he'll make it in time for someone to patch him up. Although he didn't last long as he soon stumbled to the ground, feeling dizzy and the pain of the wound overcoming him. Within moments, the Shepherd blacked out.

After some time, he woke up, feeling the warmth of a home hit him as he got up, feeling the pain of wound hit him almost instantly.

"Hey! Take it easy there!" A pup warned as they entered the room, revealing themselves to the Shepherd.

"Wh-who are you? Where am I? Is this the village?" The Shepherd asked in a worried tone.

"Calm down." The pup approached as they answered the Shepherd's questions. "My name is Skye, this is my home in the village, you're safe." She smiled as the Shepherd calmed down. "What's your name?"

"My name's Chase." The Shepherd answered.

Now that the Shepherd's fate is set in stone, it is the time for the Dalmatian, being a naive pup, he fell for almost everything...even the words of the rather beautiful Husky.

The small tavern was nearly clustered with occupants, with one dog walking through, hoping to get something to eat or drink. Upon seeing a drunken buffoon stumble off a stool and out the door, he hopped up on it and glanced at the bartender, nervous to utter a word.

"There's my favorite pup! What'll it be, Marshall?" The bartender asked as he scratched his ear.

"U-um...do y-you have any-?" The Dalmatian was cut off by the sound of a female chiming in.

"Hey, Nix, two steaks, now!" The female ordered.

"Sorry about that, pup, let me take care of this and I'll be right with you." The bartender assured as he walked away.

The pup didn't even hear what the bartender said, he was too caught in the beauty of what was in front of him. It was a Husky with a white and lavender coat. "Are you okay, Dally?"

The pup stopped staring and looked forward, feeling his face heat up as the Husky leaned in, a bit concerned. "I-I'm okay!"

"You look a little nervous, you sure you're okay?" The Husky asked as she glared at the Dalmatian, who felt her prying eyes too punishing.

"I-I gotta go! It w-was...nice seeing you!" Marshall dismissed as he hopped off the stool, with the Husky calling him.

"Wait! Don't go! Stay for a bit, please?" The Husky asked, lowering her ears as she gave the pup a sad look on her eyes.

Marshall couldn't help but feel guilty, he didn't want to leave the beautiful Husky but he also didn't want to embarrass himself in front of her. Siding with his gut, the Dalmatian hopped back on the stool, seeing the Husky hand out a smile towards him. "I guess I can stay for a bit."

The bartender soon came back with two pieces of steak for the Husky, soon handing one to the Dalmatian as he gave him a wink before leaving the two. Marshall chewed his steak nervously, knowing that the Husky was glancing at him but he didn't want to confront her about it, the poor pup was too lovestruck to say anything.

"So what's your name?" The Husky asked as she took a rather large bite from the piece of steak.

Marshall felt his face heat up under his fur as he eyed the Husky sharing a smile with him. "I-It's Ma-Marshall..." The Dally answered as he continued to take small bites from the steak.

"Nice to meet you!" The Husky yipped, soon giving the Dalmatian her name in the process. "My name's Everest!"

"Everest? That's an adorable name for a Husky such as yourself." Marshall nervously chuckled as the Husky slightly blushed at the compliment.

"Aw, thanks!" The Husky thanked by latching her paws onto the Dalmatian, bringing him into a hug. "How about we go for a nice walk, you and I?" Everest suggested as she released her grasp on Marshall.

"S-sure! I'd love to!" The Dally chirped as he wagged his tail in excitement, soon finishing up his steak along with Everest and hopping off the stool.

"Come on! This place is beautiful around this time of year!" Everest motioned for the Dalmatian to follow as the two left the tavern, the nearly full moon shining upon them.

Oh, the Dalmatian had no clue what he set himself into, the fate of the naive is never anything good. Now, we move on to the tale or more of a myth to most adolescents who are none the wiser. Those who are ignorant and choose not believe in the legends that roamed before shall forever be cursed...

Several pairs of footsteps traversed through the grass as they arrived at their destination, a wrecked, beached pirate ship that was some ways away from the small town.

"Woah...look at the size of the it!" One of the teenagers stated as the group looked on, seeing crows and such fly away from the edge of the ship. "Come on! Let's go check it out!" The teenager eagerly insisted.

"I don't know, Alexis, maybe we shouldn't..." One of the females of the group declined, fear running down her back.

"Oh, come on, Julia! Don't tell me you're scared now, you agreed to this." Alexis stated as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "You can't back out now, it's just an abandoned ship, that's it."

"May be abandoned but you do now who's ship this was?" Another voice from the group asked as he chimed in.

"It's probably not that important, right?" Alexis shrugged.

"It belonged to Sabertooth Saint Ryder, notorious pirate, said to feed his captives to his loyal hound." The other teenage boy explained as Alexis chuckled.

"Come on, Julius, you can't believe that, it's nothing but a myth, besides, he's dead." Alexis assured as Julia crossed her arms to warm herself from the cold.

"Maybe you're right but I don't know." Julius scratched the back of his head, still nervous about this whole thing.

"Alright, how about we just go in and out, check the deck and that's it." Alexis suggested as the two siblings looked at each other, realizing that maybe it couldn't be all that bad.

"Alright, lead the way then." Julius advised as the trio moved on inside, not knowing about the fate that is going to be set upon them.

As the children ventured on into the ship of the notorious pirate, not knowing what would unravel on their adventure, we look back on the good Doctor Rocky, who was ready to share his new discovery with the people of the village...

As the citizens of the village were roaming around, celebrating the holiday to their own extent, Doctor Rocky took this time to finally show the people his discovery, reaching the gallows as he heaved up the stairs. "I've done it! Everyone, gather around! I've arrived to have all of you bear witness to my latest creation!" The doctor exclaimed as the citizens started to surround him as he started to unveil his presentation.

"Doctor, surely, this isn't going to be like the last presentation, right?" One of the citizens asked.

"No, no, no, this is nothing of the sort. I have made an amazing discovery." Rocky answered as he pulled the sheet that was covering his newly found discovery off. "Behold, I have found a way to reanimate the dead!" Rocky smiled as the crowd looked in confusion. "Just wait, I shall get it functioning and then you will witness one of the greatest achievements in the history of science!" The doctor began combining wires and such and plugged them into the device that was holding the corpse, leading the trail to a switch, the eager scientist began to count down as he was ready to show the crowd the results.

As Rocky activated the switch, nothing happened, after some time, the machine started sparking up and smoking as Rocky got up and tried fixing it but to not avail. A small burst knocked the doctor on the ground as the smoke worsened. "Goodness! Doctor, are you alright?" One of the citizens asked as they leaned in to check up on Rocky.

The doctor held his face in pain as his ears rung from the small burst, he looked up at his creation and saw the damage, knowing that his crowning achievement was no longer a possibility. The ringing cleared up and he heard multiple voices, each of them laughing at him, making fun of his bewildered fantasy.

"That pup is no doctor! You disgrace your owner!"

"Always destined to fail!"

"What a joke, a failure in its prime!"

The hallucinated laughter and insults clouded the pup's mind, tears strolled down his eyes as he saw his satchel in front of him, the vials he grabbed earlier, just slightly revealing themselves to him. He grabbed the vials and looked toward the crowd, getting up on his paws and letting them know what was going to happen. "You...you all laughed and insulted the great Doctor Rocky for the last time!" The insane and maniacal laughter flowed through the crowd as the pup tossed the mysterious vials at them, hearing them break upon contact and soon hearing the crowd scream as they saw the reaction of the liquid, quickly having whoever made contact with them grow pustules of the green liquid onto their body and shortly after, exploding into a gory mess. "The presentation is just getting started ladies and gentlemen!" The crazed pup maniacally stated as he watched the gruesome sight unfold in front of him.

All of the unfortunate souls that bestowed on Hallow's Eve that night weren't ready to witness the true horror that was going to unravel upon the small village. We move back with our Shepherd friend, who just met a new associate...

Chase answered the pup's question as he finally calmed down. "My name's Chase. T-thank you fo-for treating my wounds, Ms. Skye."

"It was no big deal, I couldn't just leave you out there." The Cockapoo smiled as she lent out her paw towards the Shepherd, allowing him to lend her some trust.

The Shepherd leaned up, feeling a sharp pain on his arm as Skye stopped him from moving his further. "A-apologies, madam. How bad was the i-injury?"

Skye gently set the pup's arm back down on the small pillow, giving it comfort as she answered the question. "Nothing I couldn't handle." The pup smiled gently as she sat down next to the Shepherd. "My mother knew a thing or two about treating these kind of things and I just followed her paws as I grew older."

Chase returned the smile as he gave the Cockapoo an insight on his own life as well. "My father taught me how to defend myself but as you can see, it didn't really help out." The Shepherd chuckled as Skye giggled as the pup's humor. "Father tried his best though."

"I don't think I've ever seen you around here before, were you just coming into the village?" The pup asked as she tilted her head.

"I was coming here because this village looked peaceful but then I got lost and then attacked..."Chase glanced into the Cockapoo's eyes. "...Maybe it was worth it to see a pup like you."

Skye stepped back a bit, shocked at the approach that the Shepherd gave to her, glancing over to her side as she felt her face heat up a bit under her fur, she went along with the Shepherd's charms. "My, I wasn't so sure that Shepherds could be so serious and charming, are you one of a kind?" She asked as she placed her paw on the Shepherd's good paw.

"Maybe so..." The Shepherd answered as he winked at her, the Cockapoo's face heating up even more as she walked back, needing space from the charming Shepherd.

"It's a bit hot in here, isn't it?" The female pup asked as she walked over to a window, clearing out the curtains as she opened it up to let the cool breeze in. "Why don't you rest up for the night? Are you hungry, thirsty?"

"Oh no, I'm fine." The Shepherd answered, smiling at the generous offer. "You've already done enough for me, I think we should just call it a night."

"Suit yourself then, if you need me, I'll be in the other room." With that, the Cockapoo smiled and left the Shepherd alone, heading to her room and blowing out the candle.

Chase sighed as he laid his head back on the soft pillow, feeling the cool breeze hit the room as the full moon barely shined it's graceful light into the room. Some time passed as the Shepherd was having trouble sleeping, he figured it was just his positioning but after some time, he still couldn't sleep. The pup figured that he needed some fresh air so he decided to crawl out through the window, not wanting to wake up his new friend. He flopped out the window, thankfully not landing on his wounded arm.

He took in a deep breath of fresh air and stumbled around the small house. He heard the voices of children inside the village, enjoying their time as the pup smiled, soon after he heard a noise close by, turning his head towards the sound, he saw a small shack behind the house. The Shepherd's curiosity got the best of him and he approached the small shack slowly. Upon reaching the door of the shack, he perked his eye through a small slit and looking inside, seeing a purple and pink glow emit from a cauldron of some sort. "What the?"

The Shepherd backed up and as he pondered the thought of leaving his friend, he heard her voice call out to him, freezing him with fear. "You shouldn't be out here, let alone peek through a pup's business."

"What is this? Who are you?" Chase demanded answers as he felt a sharp pain in his head, shortly ignoring as he stared the Cockapoo down.

"Not feeling so well, Chase? Let me help you out." The Cockapoo smiled as she started walking up to the Shepherd.

"S-stay back! I'm warning you!" Chase growled as he felt another sharp pain around his body.

"I just want to help you..." Skye assured as she got close to the pup, reaching into a small satchel she was wearing and pulling out a bottle. "You can trust me."

"No!" Chase pushed the pup back as he backed up into the shack's door. "I know what you are! You're a witch! Devious little pup! What's happening to me? I know you know the answer!"

Skye chuckled as she placed the bottle on the ground, trying to coax the Shepherd. "Just drink this, trust me." The Cockapoo said as she rolled the bottle towards his paws.

"I'm-I'm not trusting you on anything, witch!" Chase was getting impatient with the stalling, he approached the Cockapoo, who didn't even attempt to stop the Shepherd. "I'll ask you one last time, what's happening to me?!"

Skye let out another chuckle as she placed her paws on the pup's face. "You should've just trusted me when you had the chance, it's a shame, I really had a liking to you."

"What?" Chase asked as he soon released his grasp on the pup and stood back, feeling unimaginable amounts of pain ravage all around his body. Letting his body fall towards the ground as he clutched his head, the pup's vision started blur out as the pain continued, he felt his teeth grow and sharpen as his muzzle expanded a tad bit along with his body, fur outlandishly growing on the Shepherd. His paws grew in size as he used the little bit of strength he had left to crawl towards the bottle that Skye rolled over to him just moments ago.

As he was about to reach the bottle, he saw the paws of his 'friend' standing in front of him, grabbing the bottle and placing it back in her satchel. "No!" Chase yelled out as his eyes transitioned from amber to bright yellow, his pupils becoming slit as his grunts of pain turned into feral growls, a loud piercing howl emitting from the wolfified Shepherd shortly after, indicating that his transformation was done.

Skye deviously smiled as she saw the Shepherd transform into a werepup. She approached the newly transformed pup and placed her paw on his muzzle. "My new pawn, come along with me, we shall-!" The Cockapoo just narrowly dodged a swipe from the wolfified Shepherd's claws, retaliating with throwing one of her bottles at the werepup, stunning him momentarily. She used that moment to hop on the Shepherd's back and try to chug down one of her potions down his mouth. "You must work with me!" Skye insisted as she managed to get Chase to unwillingly drink some of the liquid in the potion.

The wolfified Shepherd knocked her off his back and let out coughs, trying to spit out the liquid he just drank. Within moments, the feral werepup calmed down as he looked upon the Cockapoo. "Are you finally with me, pawn?" Skye asked as Chase stood there, leaning his head forward as the Cockapoo placed her paw on his head. "That's better." The pup's fur stood up for a moment as she heard the screams of the citizens coming from the village. "Looks like the party is already starting." Skye looked on as she glanced back at her wolfified pawn, a devious smile emitting from her. "Go! Unleash more chaos on this village!" The Cockapoo cackled loudly as Chase obeyed the order of his new master, heading towards the village to wreak even more havoc than it already was dealing with.

We now head back to the Dalmatian and the Husky, with all the chaos that's was unfolding upon this village, the Dalmatian had no clue that he was going to be one of the next victims...

As the two pups ventured around the village, glancing at the beautiful night sky, their ears were pierced with the loud howl of a wolf or so the Dalmatian thought.

Feeling the Husky's paw stop him in his place, she pulled him back close to one of the small buildings. "Hold on, Marshall! Do you know what that was?"

"T-that was a wolf, right?" The Dalmatian stuttered as he became slightly nervous.

"Not just any wolf, that's a were-pup, a poor pup that was attacked by a werewolf transforms into one once the light of the full moon shines across the night sky." Everest quickly explained.

"H-how do you know about them?" Marshall asked as the nervousness started to fully set in as he heard the screams of the villagers in the distance.

"I hunt them." The Husky answered as her back was facing the Dalmatian. "Why do you think I arrived in the tavern in a state of fatigue? I was hunting that beast but I lost track of it but that howl gave it away, it's in this village and I'm going to take it down..." She turned to face the Dalmatian, smiling all the way. "And you're going to help me."

"What?!" Marshall shouted as the Husky slowly approached him, the Dalmatian noticing her sharp fangs baring at him as her eyes glowed with a red tint. "E-Everest?!" Marshall called out in fear as he stumbled to the ground at the sight of vampiric pup.

"No need to worry..." Everest got closer to the Dalmatian, now pinning him down and getting ready to sink her fangs into his neck. "After we take down the were-pup, we can be together forever." The Husky stated as she let out a loud vampiric growl, ready to bite the Dalmatian's neck. Marshall managed to knock her off of him and sprinted out of the area, trying to get away from the vampire Husky.

Running on the road, seeing the fleeing villagers, he noticed the chaos that was unfolding before him. Dead bodies riddling the road around them, claw and bite marks all around their body. The pup heard another howl but this time it was close by. Upon hearing it, he ran to hide, thinking that the were-pup was going to come for him next, the poor Dalmatian now had two problems to deal with, the were-pup roaming the village and the vampire Husky he thought was his friend.

The chaos in the village was now reaching unimaginable levels but that didn't matter to the adolescents who entered the ship of the pirate...

The teens walked around the old and dilapidated storage area of the large ship, hearing various noises that set the paranoia in for the teen crew. "Maybe we should just cut this short already, wouldn't you guys agree?" Julia nervously chuckled as the others agreed except for Alexis.

"Come on, we're almost there and then we call it quits." Alexis smiled as he moved ahead, seeing the stairs that led upwards. "See? Almost there and nothing happened." The teenage boy smiled as the others shared nervous looks towards each other.

The crew made it to the deck of the ship, seeing the vast ocean behind them as they walked around the deck, seeing the mast of the ship be covered with moss and the sails ripped apart, now only accompanying the crows that perched on them. Alexis found the place interesting even though he didn't know that much about the pirate, that being said, he called out to his friend. "Hey, Julius, what else did this pirate do before he kicked the bucket?"

Julius peered into a room on the other side of the deck, not hearing his friend call out to him. As he and his sister gazed inside, they noticed that it was the captain's room, as they tried getting a better view on it, a skeleton dropped onto the view they were looking at, sending the two towards the ground, screaming.

"Woah, what's wrong?!" Alexis asked as he ran to the two, helping them up as they backed up.

"A skeleton just popped out of nowhere when we were looking into the captain's room! Look, we made it to the deck, let's just leave!" Julius suggested as Alexis laughed.

"Come on, you can't be serious." Alexis walked towards the door and peeked inside, not seeing anything of the sort. "There's nothing in there. Stop trying to scare me with this 'Sabertooth Saint Ryder' nonsense, he doesn't exist anymore and his spirit is nothing but a bunch of-!" Alexis felt a hand grab onto his shoulder and pull him inside the room, the door shutting closed as the Julius and Julia went to check up on him.

"Alexis! You alright?" Julia asked as the teenage boy looked around the small room, seeing the various skeletal remains.

"Open the door, get me out of here!" Alexis ordered as he stood up and ran to the door, realizing it was closed shut. "Come on, this isn't funny!"

The deck of the ship shook, knocking all of them to the ground. An eerie mist started to cover the deck as an evil laughter was heard around them. "Children trespass upon my ship? How crass. Have you no regard for the dead?" The group looked around for the source of the mystical voice as the fear engulfed their entire body.

"Let me out!" Alexis begged as the door swung open, pulling the teenage boy out of the room and back onto the deck.

The voice slowly formed into the body of Sabertooth Saint Ryder as he floated towards the ground and to the group. "You disrespect me, boy, spit on my name, did anyone ever tell you the things I did when I roamed this earth?" Ryder asked as Julius murmured something to Alexis.

"I told you he was real! Come on, let's just jump over the deck!" The teenager suggested as Alexis went against it.

"You're insane!" Alexis stated as the ghost got closer to them.

"You have the tongue of a serpent, such vile disrespect towards me." A sword was summoned by the ghostly pirate as he lifted the boy up in the air. "Now you will meet your fate and so will your friends as they are ripped apart by my loyal hound!" Alexis felt the blade touch his neck as his friends backed up, seeing the hound of Ryder summon upon them, baring his teeth at the teenagers. "You should've listened to your friends when you had the chance." Ryder smiled as his blade pierced the teenager's throat, releasing his lifeless body as it tumbled back to the ground. The two teenagers screamed as the hound pounced on Julia, pinning her down and latching his jaws into her face. "You two will satisfy Zuma's hunger." Ryder stated as he saw Julius trying to make a run for it. Zuma stopped feasting on the lifeless girl and managed to grab onto the boy's leg and pull him back onto the deck, biting into his neck as the pirate let out a hearty laugh. "You should've just stayed home, children, you would've lived a lot longer."

Thus ends the tale of those children, murdered by the infamous pirate due to ignorance and lack of faith. As our story reaches its end, we peer back in and see what awaits to the Dalmatian one last time.

Marshall panted as he hid from the close howl of the were-pup, covering his ears to suppress the screams of the villagers. He peeked out upon the road, seeing the were-pup pounce and murder the villagers in cold blood, feasting upon their flesh. As he turned back to hide, he looked up and saw the red-tinted eyes of his vampire friend, jumping down and pinning him to the ground.

"Nowhere to run this time, Marshall!" Everest growled as she bared her fangs at the Dalmatian again, ready to sink her teeth in.

Marshall yelped in pain as he felt her fangs impale the side of his neck, squirming to get the vampire pup off of him. He soon felt the fangs release as the two heard a voice close by.

"Fascinating, the Hunter of the village turned out to be a vampire pup, not surprised no one believed me, I'm just surprised you managed to hide it this long." Everest got off the Dalmatian and turned to face the one who was speaking to her.

"Doctor Rocky, care to join me?" Everest smiled as she approached the mad scientist, ready to attack. "Actually, I take that back, you'd probably be more of a failure as a vampire than a scientist."

The mixed breed growled, responding by throwing one of his vials at the Husky, who dodged it and proceeded to pounce him. Marshall got up, holding his neck from the injury as he saw the Husky pounce on the scientist. He thought that if she was occupied, he could slip away again. As he was getting ready to run, he heard the howl of the were-pup close by.

Everest scratched the scientist's muzzle as he tried grabbing another vial to attack the vampire pup. No such thing was happening and he soon felt the fangs sink into his neck, blood being sucked dry by the Husky. She got off the near lifeless pup and kicked the blood from her teeth, getting every last bit into her, but her victory was short lived as her eye met contact with a bottle.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A voice asked as Everest recuperated from the attack. "A vampire pup?" The vampire Husky growled as she lunged forward the attacker, seeing her stand there as she was soon tackled by the were-pup that was attacking the village. "I heard that you're looking for my pawn, you want to...kill him? That's not happening!" Skye yelled as Everest got up once again, barely noticing Marshall slipping away.

The vampire Husky had enough, she stood back as the moon shined upon the monsters, vampiric wings sprouted out from her back as her appearance turned more ghastly, the Husky was now at full strength, ready to kill the were-pup and the witch that were in front of her. "You two are going to make fine feasts!"

The pure horror that unraveled upon the village that night was really something to behold, although the Dalmatian slipped past the were-pup and the vampire, it still didn't stop him from becoming one himself, soon enough, he will. There was nothing he could've done that night, the village now belonged to the monsters.