I woke suddenly. What the heck was going on? A had had a sudden strange sensation. I looked around. Everyone was stirring from their sleep.

There was hair on the floor.

I bent down closer to examine the hair. It was definatly that of a werewolf! I gripped my crossbow and checked that it was loaded with the silver arrows I had brought. I let out a gasp when I noticed that the arrows were gone!

"Someone has taken my arrows!" I said to everyone in the cave.

Phoenix turned instantly towards Andor with accusing eyes. Bruce Freedom was also being eyes suspiciously.

"Do not put instant blame on the newcommers," I said, "the villain may be closer to us then you think."

I showed the others the werewolf hair.

"This is the exact same hair that I found on the Kingston," I continued, "you see each werewolf has it's own unique hair patterns. Whoever the werewolf was on the Kingston... is here with us now in this cave!"

Everyone began now to look at one another in different light. The trust in one another that the Kingstons crew worked on was fading. Who oculd they possibly trust now?

A howl ripped through the cave. We turned to the cave mouth and noticed the large hole in our blockade... standing in the hole was a large beast of a wolf!

"Someones made a hole!" I shouted, "The wolves are getting in! Here they come!"

I raised my shotgun and fired. They weren't silver bullets however so did not kill the wolves - just injure them.

"There's too many of them!" I shouted, "We have to get out of here now! Is there another way out of these caves?"

More wolves poured through the hole...

"There's running water at the back of the cave!" I shouted, "it msut lead somewhere! Give me a hand!"

A group of us went to the back of the cave to the water. I felt the cave wall... it seemed thin.

"We could knock this down... I think!"

So we began to smash at the wall and sure enough it crumbled and led us out into the night.

"Come on!" I shouted, "we can get out of here!"

I staggered forward. My head was still cloudy. I don't understand what made me fall to sleep... allI had done was drunk some of this water...

The water!

I must warn the others not to drink the water. But that could wait. Right now we had a much more pressing matter. To get out of this cave!

"Let's move!" I shouted. I grabbed Andor and almost threw him through the hole that Blank had made.
I then helped Emmsi through the hole. Funny... her leg seemed to be much better now...
Olivia went through next, followed by Sleepy I.
"You next Blank," I said to Darren, "look after the women!"

I turned back to see who was still left in the cave. Captain Warner, Mister Johns, Pirate Pete and Bruce Freedom were still takling the wolves. But without Mister Johns silver arrows, they weren't having much success.

"We have to go now!" I shouted to them...

I fired my blunderbuss into the face of a wolf. It fell to the floor but soon began to get back to its feet - its blasted face healing within seconds.

I turned when I heard Phoenix shout.

"What's out there through the hole?" I asked.

"It looks like some sort of forest," came his responce.

A forest? I didn't like this one bit. It felt like we would be going from one bad situation to another.

"We shouldn't go into that forest!" I shouted. But it was too late. most of our ;party had already gone into it. "Damn!" I continued, "come on," I said to the others.

We moved through the hole...
(coninued in the Dark Forest)

Phoenix, Captain Warner and Pirate Pete moved out through the hole.

But I stayed behind. I knew that these wolves would give chase. Werewolve always did. They were one of the most relentless creatures in the world. THey would keep on coming after you until they caught you, they were killed, or the sun came up. And on this island, it seemed as if the sun would never rise.

So I stayed behind, fighting the beasts. I knew that I had now way of killing them now my arrows were gone. I knew that the sun was not going to rise anytime soon. And I was NOT going to let them kill me.

My plan - I would hold them back until my friends were at a safe enough distance. then I would mae a run for it in the opposite direction -lead the wovles away from my friends.

BANG! BANG! BANG! I kept firing my rifle. Then I felt someone standing next to me. I looked to my left and saw Bruce Freedom.

"What are you doing?" I shouted, "You have to leave now!"

"And let you take all the glory for fighting off the werewolves? I don't think so!" I said as I fired my shotgun at the beasts. "Besides, there's too many of these damn things for one man... and they're not dying either! It seems you could do with my help!"

More werewolves poured through the hole which began to get wider and wider. I stepped back a little - so did Mister Johns.

"There's too many of the bastards!" I shouted...

"Agreed!" I shouted.

I was slightly annoyed that Bruce Freedom had invaded my line of work. Sure, he was a vampire hunter and that was very good but vampires and werewolves are too very different creatures.

"Alright lets move out," I said to Bruce Freedom, "back to the others!"

So we left the cave but had no idea where the others where or how to find them...

We ran from the cave.We had no idea if the wolves were on out tail or not for we did not look back. We both knew that looking back could be our downfall...

Then we saw it... a large tree, larger then all of the others. It had strange writing scrawled all over it.

We stopped at this tree to catch our breath and looked about us. There didn't seem to be any wolve following us... unless they were hiding. Above us we saw the swarm of vampires heading towards the Kingston. These where what I was after... hunting vampires was what I did best. I had been doing it for a long time.

Then I saw Mister johns ataring at the writing on the tree. "What is it?" I asked...

I looked at the writing on the tree. It was in an ancient language that few of us could read... it was the language of the werewolf forefathers... proof that the Lord of the werewolves did indeed live here.

It took me some time to desipher...

When I finally managed to read the writing I was in shock. It said:

This is the tree of life. It was at this very tree that the first ever werewolf was created by the Vampire Witch Queen of Devil Island. She cast the spell upon the boy... her brother... and he transformed, ready to serve the Queen and spread the curse of the werewolf across the world of men.
He became the Lord of the werewolf, taking the name Andor he was destined to be a ruler under the Queen. that was his gift.
His curse was that he must do whatever the Queen bids and the worst of all for him... he could never die.

I read the words aloud to Bruce Freedom who just nodded his head in silence. I turned to him.

"My friends are in trouble," I said as I looked at the full moon in the sky...

(An extremely loud Howl booms through the air, rumbling the earthed ground)