"HOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!"

I was back! I roared out with joy! I was powerful!



I looked around and saw that the two women had gone. Now I growled with anger. They were to be my sacrifices. One for Lord Andor and one for the Queen.

I WOULD get them back! I knew they wouldn't get far. One of the women was badly injured... I had bit her! She would change soon. Then she would be Lord Andors. He would be proud.

The other was going straight to the Queen. What she did with her did not conern me.

A sudden pain stabbed through my chest. I looked down. THe wound from the thron where Phoenix had been pricked ached terribly. I fet weaker for it.

I shuck my head and roared. I then left wolf tower...

(continued from Corridor)

I followed the Phoenix werewolf through various corrdiors of the castle. I had aquired mroe silver arrows and had loaded them into my crossbow. Already I had fired two at the wolf but he had been too quick for me!

The wolf smashed his way through another door and up some spiral stairs. I followed him. We were in one of the towers.

When we burst through into an open space I could see that it was the home of the werewolves. Many of the beasts stood around the edge of the room staring at me with hungry eyes, and I, a werewolf stood in the center.

I did not have enough arrows to defeat all of the beasts. I was doomed for sure. All of of my life, all of the things that I had done, had led me to this room... and now it was to be my resting place.

Yet for some reason the werewolves did not attack me. Instead they sootd in a circles, watching my every move. The Phoenix werewolf headed into the circle and joined them. I stood with my weapon raised. What were they waiting for? why didn't they attack?

Then I realised why. Through the door behind me a figure stepped. I turned and saw him. Andor, the Lord of the werewolves, tranformed nito the largest, most hideous wolf of them all...

My brothers had the man trapped. He had no where else to go, accept to fight me. I stomped my huge paws foward.

"Human! You have caused much trouble on this island!" I boomed and my voice reverberated around the room "I am suprised you cannot remeber me...Mister Johns."

"But now I am to see your true death." I roared a massive battle cry from my large jaws. "HOOOOWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLL"

I charged foward towards Mister Johns with my razor sharp claws...

Lord Andor was rushing towards me, claws outstretched. I knew that this was it. There was no way I could beat this monster. As he ran at me, time seemed to slow down and memories began to flood through my brain.

I remembered my wife and daughter when they had been alive. how happy we had been.

I remembered the day that the werewolves attacked our school, killing my family.

I remembered my training for becomming a werewolf hunter from the great Enzo Elanto.

I remembered the first time I killed a werewolf and how satisfied I had been.

I remembered travelling the world hunting wolves. But never feeling satisfied for no matter how many I killed I knew more would still exist.

Then I remembered something I had long forgotten. I remembered fighting a wolf one night in Greece. It had been the largest wolf of them all. I now realsied that this wolf was Andor! I HAD met him before! He had beaten me, knocked me out cold. I wondered why he had not killed me... then slowly the awful truth dawned on me.

He had bitten me!

My world rocked. everything that I thought I knew was turned upside down! Suddenly I remembered being a werewolf! I WAS a werewolf! It made me feel sick inside! I realsied that the werewolf on the Kingston had acually been me! I remembered attacknig my friends... I remembered biting Phoenix... thats how he had become one!

As Andor charged at me I reache dinto my pocket and pulled out a small bottle of liquid. I drank it qucikly. THe liquid, the potion, had been given to me by Enzo Elanto years ago. It wa sin case I ever got bit. It would allow me to still have control of myself, even when changed into a wolf...

Andor hit me and I flew across the room, landing the a THUMP on the ground! I coughed and spluttered but managed to fire my arrows at the beast. Two of them stuck into his arm and one in his leg but they all missed his heart. He kept on coming...

He grabbed me with his sharp claws, digging huge scratches into my skin, forcing me to scream out with pain. I swung my fist which collided with his jaw but he felt nothnig. Again he threw me, this time into the air. I crahsed into the ceiling and fell back to the floor battered and brusied.

Then a light hit my eyes. THe light of the full moon through the window. My eyes began to change colour, loosing their white and turning red. I shouted out as my flesh ripped and hair beganto grow all over my body. My bones cracked and twisted into hidious shapes. I was changing. I was changing into one of the creatures I swore to kill.

Within minutes I was no longer Mister Johns. I was now...

...The Mister Johns Werewolf!

I stretched out my body and raised my head to the moon and howled.

"HOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

I then looked to Andor. The Andor werewolf was smiling. He was my master, my Lord. I followed his ruling. I walked over to him and he rested his claw on my back. He roared with delight.

However, as he roared, I flashed out my claws. The potion I had drunk just before I transformed had given the uman Mister Johns control over his werewolf body. Even though I was a wolf, I was still Mister Johns the werewolf hunter and I would still kill Lord Andor.

I suddenly lashed forward with my claw, striknig a deep gash down the Lord side. He jumped back in confusion. It was clear he did not understand what had happened. I took my oportunity and jumped at him again, ripping, slashing and biting into his flesh. He wailed around in agony. I had to keep at him now while he was vulnerable... it was the only real chance I had!

Befor elong Andor had gained control again. He attacked me. The two of us were locked in battle. Two wolves fighting in the wolf tower. We were like two ancient monsters battling for victory.



Yet he was larger then I was and stronger. He had the upperhand! Fatigue began to settle through my body but I would not stop. I could not stop. Andor dealt me a blow to the chest and I fell backwards. I looekd up as he began to stride towards me.

Was this the end?

I watched on with great joy! Seeing my lord defeat the Mister Johns werewolf was great to watch. Any moment now Mister Johns would be dead. A man who has hunted and killed so many of our kind would be destroyed!

Then a pain shot through me. It was unbearable and I was forced to go own on my knees. I looked to the wound where the thron from the bush had pricked Phoenix and saw that it was moving!

Pain again. Shooting pain as if I was being stabbed over and over. Suddenly my mind snapped and I lost control of myself. Phoenix was taking over me again! It took me a while to realise what was happening... the posison in the thorns was a cure to the werewolf disease!

I screamed out one last time before the hair fell from my body and...

... I was me again!

I stood up and looked around me. So far none of the other werewolves had noticed me change back.

I looked to the full moon which wa son show. I was cured! I had to be or I would be a wolf right now! I then looked to Misteer Johns. He needed my help!

I rushed forward, no longer caring about my nudity, and grabbed Johns' crossbow.
Two werewolves dove for me but I fired silver arrows into their hearts and they exploded!

I then turned the corssbow to Andor and fired all the reamining arrows. Andor screamed out in pain... although as of yet I was unsure if I had pierced his heart...

"HHOOOOWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLL"

I roared, growled and screamed from the pain. The mighty cry was a plee of help, my fellow werewolf brothers would now run and join me in this rough battle. No silver arrows pierced my heart but still it was lethal to a werewolf.

I turned from my victim and my eyes darted around and stared at Phoenix. I growled and thuded towards him, anger raged through my body and within half a second the crossbow was clawed from his hand and flew against the wall. By my surpise he raised his fists ready to attack, I towered above him and he had no chance, yet he had enough courage to fight.

My huge fangs appeared as I opened my jaw. Then I felt something stand behind me...

I was battard and bruised but Phoenix had given me enough time to get back to my feet. I had rumaged through the torn clothes that had been on the human Mister Johns' back and found what I was looking for.

I thrust my claws forward, peircing Andors back.

He turned and hit me, throwing me backwards against the wall. However instead of feeling any pain I began to laugh in a slow wolf howl.

Andor looked at me confused. Then his back began to burn! I had picked from my clothing a small crusifix that had been given to me by my wife when we were married. I had held it in my claws when I had stabbed Andor and left the crusifix inside the wound.

The crusifix was made of solid silver!

Lord Andor, King of the werewovles, howled out in pain...

The room fell in Silence. I felt the burning silver in my back, I opened my jaws but no sound came out. I was weakened and my heavy body fell to one knee. I began to talk words which I struggled to speak:

"Y-You betray your fellow Werewolfs M-M-Mister Johns..." I swallowed "A-a-all those years ago...w-when your family got killed by my kind. I was there, I saw it all happen, I actually spoke with them..." I paused and he waited for me to speak

I could feel the silver slowy killing me, I need to tell Mister Johns something important

"Your family mabye closer to you than you imagine...y-your family still L-L-Li...."

I slowly laid my head on the cold floor of the Wolf Tower - My home and now soon to by my death place. In silence I could here all the voices in my head erupt into one huge mass and then they slowy dissolved as I closed my eyes...