Chapter One:
It had been a couple of hours since we departed from London, since then we hopped on the back of a supped up hyper jet plane roaring through the skies of Northern Europe a two hundred miles an hour and steadily rising.
I bet since the last time we've talked you've been wondering, how did I become a werewolf, why am I hunting down my own kind, and why wasn't my best friend and the entire H.O.W.L organization trying to hunt me down?
Well seeing as we've got a couple of hours until we reach the North Pole I don't see why I can't kill some time, reminiscing over the past.
Hmmm…..Where to begin…Ah I know!
It all started about four years ago, back when I was twelve living in this place called Peach Creek Hills. It wasn't a small town but more like a small city not like New York or Seattle granted. But still I had a good life a loving family, great friends and a great future ahead of me or so I thought, apparently fate had OTHER plans for me instead.
You see I was out exploring the forest around the city one autumn night, due to these weird reports of strange animal attacking's on the local wildlife, and I was planning on writing a paper on the incidents so I set off to capture some photographic evidence of the recent attacks.
But what I didn't know was that I was going to be the beast's next victim. As I got deeper and deeper into the forest I recall the horrible scent of decaying animal bodies filling the air and as much as I wanted turn back. My curiosity was keeping me from running and would lead to the biggest mistake of my life.
As I began to take some photos of the recent attack sights, I heard rustling from the bushes and trees. At first I thought it was all in my head or that it was paranoia trying to get the better of me, but the sounds kept getting louder and louder. My heart began to pound against the side of my chest, my breath grew harder and harder to draw.
Then I could see a shadow like figure creping ever so closely towards me, while growling in a low demonic like tone. Then next thing I knew was running for my life as a monster from a horror show was casing me through the forest, I kept shouting for help praying that someone in town could hear my cries for help.
As I was running I had failed to see the broken tree branch that was lying on the ground, and carelessly tripped over it allowing this monster to pin me down to ground with a loud THUMP. As I struggled to free myself from the beast's grasp, I began to feel a sharp pain gnawing on my right shoulder realizing that the beast had dug its razor sharp blood teeth deep within my shoulder.
` As my strength began to fade I still struggled to set myself free from the beast's grasp. But it was no use my body was beginning to give up on me, and I could feel myself slowly expiring. My eyelids felt like two large lead pieces and slowly began to close, while everything went silent I couldn't even feel the monster ripping out chunks of my skin and muscle tissue from my arms.
It's funny I never would have guessed that the last few things that I would ever see in my life we're a giant monster gnawing at my shoulders, me slowly drowning in a pool of my own blood, and a pair of yellow glowing eyes.
Those horrible glowing yellow eyes made you feel like you were staring into evil itself, while striking fear straight into your soul. Then I finally collapsed while slowly being engulfed by darkness, afraid that I would never awaken again.
But to my surprise I did wake up, but instead of being deep within the forest, I was in a hospital surrounded by all my friends and family, all of them eagerly waiting for me to say something.
But when I tried to talk a sudden pain took over my shoulder and every one flinched towards me, checking to see if I was alright.
I motioned my parents to grab a hand mirror on the other side of the room to give to me, and without hesitation my mother gave me the mirror.
And to my shock I found multiple scars running down from my shoulder down to the base to my arm, some of the scars we're much deeper than others.
After a few hours I finally had the strength to speak and I explained to everyone the whole incident and gave a small description of the beast to the local authorities, they then began their search of the beast.
After a few weeks had past the police had came up with no evidence of the beast's whereabouts, but I was just glad that the beast was gone and that I was still alive and I was looking forward for everything to go back to normal.
But a yet again faithful reader that wasn't going to be the end of it, you see on the day that I was supposed to be released from the hospital. Three men in long black trench coats came asking my parents if they could speak with me and me alone.
At first they we're skeptical but I just figured that these people we're from like another agency wanting to know more about the attack.
So after telling my parents that it was okay to leave while I talked with them, but once my parents left I was introduced to a very shocking revelation.
The men in the three black trench coats explained to me that the animal that had attacked me wasn't an ordinary wolf or any local predators surrounding the forest, it was indeed a werewolf.
At first I thought that these guys we're apart of some cruel joke that my friends had made up, but from one look of their eyes I knew they weren't joking around.
They also told me that in one month's time, during the next full moon I would become a werewolf myself.
I remember feeling angry and upset and a feeling of denial that these guys had to have been joking, when they told me that if I went with them then they could help me control the beast that was slowly growing inside me.
I just told them to leave, and that I didn't believe their stories and to never bug me or my family ever again.
They agreed, but not before this.
"Just remember Eddward WE'LL BE WATCHING YOU….." one of the men said in a calm yet eerie tone.
After that my life slowly returned to normal, it was almost that the attack had never happened.
But in exactly one month's time, when the moon had reached its fullest. Everything began to change.
I started to have these nightmares of the beast attacking me while also devouring me. But the nightmares began to grow worse, and I began seeing more visions of the beast attacking livestock around town, while leaving trails of dead animal carcasses in its wake.
But I soon realized that those dreams we're not visions of the beast but they we're of…Me…..They we're of me…As the beast.
I couldn't believe it…..I…..I had become the beast that had attacked me, and I was attacking innocent animals and I couldn't stop myself.
I kept it a secret from everyone that I loved so that I wouldn't worry them or even scaring them. It was about this point that I felt so alone, unable to tell anyone what was going on, afraid that the beast would take over at any moment and devour the ones that I cared about.
Just as I was about to give up on hope, the men in the black trench coats came back one night. They told me that they had developed a device that could help me control the beast, but they wanted me to do one thing in order get this device.
They wanted me to give up everything and everyone that I loved and join this secret organization called H.O.W.L and become a monster hunter just like them.
Just before I could give them my answer, they told me they would give me the device weather I said yes or no, but this the device was only a temporary cure an even with it I could still transform into a werewolf. They also said that if I became a full-fledged monster hunter I could track down the beast that did this to me, and kill it.
By doing so I could lift the curse and free my soul from an eternity of servitude to the beast itself.
All I knew was that if it meant keeping the ones that I loved safe from myself, then I would do whatever it took. I packed my bags, and left a letter on my bed explaining to my family that I had to leave in order to protect them and find the beast, before the monster inside me could get a chance to get its hand on them.
Then in the middle of the night I leapt through the night sky with the trenched coat men and began my new life as a monster hunter.
Once I became an agent of H.O.W.L the trenched cloaked men said gave me the devise that could help me control the monster within.
It was a moon shaped necklace that the leader of H.O.W.L also known as Aries explained to me that the necklace absorbs the moonlight that my body would normally absorb and would prevent me from transforming into a werewolf. Not only that but it would allow me to harness the moonlight that the necklace had absorbed and allow me to use my werewolf powers in proportions.
Not to mention that those same powers saved me and Jack from a dozen or so vampires, werewolves, and a zombie infestations…..Well they weren't so much as zombies, but more like people being mined controlled by a freaky voodoo witch that was trying to take over this town in Georgia few years back, but that's a different story.
Then there's my best friend Jack, he was recruited by H.O.W.L as well but unlike me he wasn't a werewolf or a vampire, nope he was a soccer in training.
His magical powers gave him the edge over all the monsters that we've faced over the years. I also know how to control magic too but unlike Jack my magic is focused towards all my my physical abilities whenever I'm in any of my werewolf transformations, thus explaining how I was able to survive being thrown through a brick wall, or leaping onto the roof top of a three story building.
"Hey Double D we're landing now." Jack said as he shook my unconscious body.
"Yeah, Yeah I'm up I'm up!" I said in a slight annoyed tone while rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Well sorry guys that's all the time I've got for now cause as soon as I get off this jet I've got a hot date with a medical chamber, then I'm off onto my next assignment.
So until next time this is NightFang signing off…..