John Kanto
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 8, 2017
- Location
- Ohio
The vampire looked around at his coven. At six foot three inches he was tall though not the tallest in the coven. Nor was he the strongest. But he was the best fighter. He ran a hand through his short cropped brown hair. "We go to hit the wolves for two reasons. First they are werewolves and deserve to die. Second, I have found out that they have a large herd of humans. Why should good blood be fed to those mangy dogs instead of we who can appreciate it?" He raised his katana into the air, "Gather your weapons and prepare for battle."
Eric brought the warriors to a halt two miles from the wolves village. He looked up into the night sky and growled in disgust. The storm clouds that had been threatening were breaking up. A few stars glinted in between the dark masses of clouds. He glanced around to the forty he had brought with him. Another twenty were approaching from the opposite direction. "Everyone check your weapons, the wolves may scent us before we hit the village. We charge straight through. Samuel will hit the opposite side and we will meet in the middle. From that point we slaughter every werewolf we find." He smiled slightly, though there was no humor in the smile. "Once the wolves are put down we take booty, but not before. The one who stops to plunder before I give leave will find a head missing. Now lets go."
The strike force moved swiftly along the forest trails. The clearing came upon them suddenly with the village in the center. Eric was in the lead and roared, his twin .45 calibers spitting silver covered bullets. Some of the wolves stayed in human form and returned fire with weapons firing an irradiated ultra violet core. Most changed to their beast form. A huge black werewolf ran straight towards Eric. The first two shots he fired at the beast missed as it leaped from side to side. The wolf leapt into the air. As the beast flew towards him Eric slid down onto both knees bending back and pumping four rounds into the creature. He turned to fire again but both weapons were now empty. Holstering the pistols Eric pulled his sword. The blade was a katana that had been specially made to deal with werewolves. Screaming a challenge, he charged at a rust pelted wolf. The two would have met in crash of bodies, except at the last moment Eric sidestepped and slashed. The wolf screamed in agony at the bite of the silver contained in the blade.
After what had seemed hours Eric looked around the wolves were dead or fleeing. The warriors of the coven were herding the humans that the wolves had captured. His eyes caught sight of one female and he grinned. "That one I claim for my own." The point of an ear peeking through blonde hair and given her away. "Bring her to me." Once the girl stood before him Eric looked into her eyes, "What are you called elf?"
Eric brought the warriors to a halt two miles from the wolves village. He looked up into the night sky and growled in disgust. The storm clouds that had been threatening were breaking up. A few stars glinted in between the dark masses of clouds. He glanced around to the forty he had brought with him. Another twenty were approaching from the opposite direction. "Everyone check your weapons, the wolves may scent us before we hit the village. We charge straight through. Samuel will hit the opposite side and we will meet in the middle. From that point we slaughter every werewolf we find." He smiled slightly, though there was no humor in the smile. "Once the wolves are put down we take booty, but not before. The one who stops to plunder before I give leave will find a head missing. Now lets go."
The strike force moved swiftly along the forest trails. The clearing came upon them suddenly with the village in the center. Eric was in the lead and roared, his twin .45 calibers spitting silver covered bullets. Some of the wolves stayed in human form and returned fire with weapons firing an irradiated ultra violet core. Most changed to their beast form. A huge black werewolf ran straight towards Eric. The first two shots he fired at the beast missed as it leaped from side to side. The wolf leapt into the air. As the beast flew towards him Eric slid down onto both knees bending back and pumping four rounds into the creature. He turned to fire again but both weapons were now empty. Holstering the pistols Eric pulled his sword. The blade was a katana that had been specially made to deal with werewolves. Screaming a challenge, he charged at a rust pelted wolf. The two would have met in crash of bodies, except at the last moment Eric sidestepped and slashed. The wolf screamed in agony at the bite of the silver contained in the blade.
After what had seemed hours Eric looked around the wolves were dead or fleeing. The warriors of the coven were herding the humans that the wolves had captured. His eyes caught sight of one female and he grinned. "That one I claim for my own." The point of an ear peeking through blonde hair and given her away. "Bring her to me." Once the girl stood before him Eric looked into her eyes, "What are you called elf?"