Werewolves 2He entered the sacred place, where a burning hot fire raged like a stream, resembling a cave or a maze. The heat was intense enough to scorch a man miles away, but he walked through it. The chain of burning fire had been knotted, so he untied it. He sat in front of the plaque and recited the incantation. The water boiled loudly and danced, awakening him. With his help, he would take control over the world. No one could stop him this time – not a bunch of teens, not a hooded man, not even Zeus. He appeared majestically and godly, shaking the entire mountain."Now, let's go to war," he proclaimed, his first words after a thousand years of sleep.Peter waited at the counter, expecting his order to arrive. He tapped the desk, humming an "intention" song. The staff arrived with the gala and coke."Here it is," they said, stretching it out to him. He collected it and handed over the money. He usually ate that when his mother was working the night shift. Cooking wasn't his forte
Scott remarked, "What did you just say? You will the world as a battlefield? You've got to be kidding me. Is all of this the result?"The monster growled from under the cloak, and his red eyes lit up as Derek spat, "What about you? What have you done? Just appearing here and there with your old damn stick."Peter stepped in and said, "Let's keep things calm, okay? And could you please be a little more gentle with the language you use?"Sandra, who was unaware of what was happening, was just watching them when her phone rang. It was her mother, and she excused herself to answer the call. Her mother's voice could be clearly heard while they were conversing, yelling and nagging. When she hung up and turned around, they continued to look at her with suspicion.She said less enthusiastically, "My mom called me to inform that there is a jailbreak in town, and animals are running wild," but to others, it's something more, something big that can jeopardize the town."What animal?" Sarah inqui
The clash between the hooded man and the monstrous figure intensified, as their claws clashed and their bodies contorted in an intricate dance of combat. Each blow landed with bone-shattering force, creating shockwaves that reverberated through the battleground. As they fought, the hooded man's cloak billowed around him, revealing glimpses of intricate tattoos etched across his body. The monstrous figure, on the other hand, had a menacing aura surrounding him, emanating raw power and darkness. Their battle echoed with a mix of guttural roars and grunts. Sparks flew as their claws clashed, creating a symphony of fury. The ground beneath them cracked and split from the sheer force of their attacks. Meanwhile, Scott and Derek continued their own battles against the horde of monsters. Scott, with his newfound powers, unleashed bolts of lightning that crackled through the air, striking down any creature that dared to challenge him. He moved
He ignored the unsettling sound and continued on his way, but abruptly stopped again upon hearing the rustling of broken trees. He paused, looking around, but there was no one in sight. Despite feeling certain that he was alone, he couldn't ignore the growing sense of unease. Suddenly, a low growl emanated from behind him. As he turned around, a scream escaped his lips. ***** Peter entered the classroom, as late as ever. The class was its usual noisy self, but today the noise seemed amplified, with everyone engrossed in their own conversations. "Did you sleep well?" James whined, fully aware that a restful sleep was unlikely after battling a horde of demons. "Yeah, I had pleasant dreams," Peter whined back, questioning the reason behind their incessant chatter. "We have newcomers," James informed him. "And is that really something worth gossiping about?" Peter retorted. "They're triplets," Sandra chimed in, sitting in front of them. "Triplets?" Peter rhetorically asked, curiosity p
Cerberus, the formidable multi-headed dog that stands guard at the gate of the underworld, is often regarded as the faithful hound of Hades, serving as his loyal pet," the hooded figure shared, his voice tinged with a mysterious air. The students, including Derek, were all present, their faces etched with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. Scott, his voice filled with anguish, couldn't help but ask the burning question that plagued his mind, "So, they were the ones responsible for the attack on my father?"The air grew heavy with anticipation as silence settled upon the group. Sarah, her voice laced with determination, spoke up, her eyes fixed on the hooded figure. "If that's the case, how do we go about defeating them?" Her question hung in the air, each person in the room waiting for an answer.The hooded figure paused for a moment, seemingly collecting his thoughts before responding. "Not just anyone can take on such a formidable task, my young friends. The power required to o
The friends emerged from the cave, their hearts filled with determination and hope. They faced the approaching threat head-on, ready to fight for their lives. The night air crackled with tension as they squared off against the monstrous three-headed demon.Peter clenched his fists, his voice filled with resolve. "We won't let you destroy everything we hold dear! Prepare to face our united strength!"The demon responded with a bone-chilling growl, its eyes gleaming with malice. It lunged forward, claws slashing through the air, intent on tearing them apart.Scott summoned bolts of lightning, desperately trying to strike the demon's vulnerable spots. But the creature's supernatural resistance rendered his efforts futile. Scott gritted his teeth, frustration etched on his face.Derek in his full wolf form set in to kill it, he bolted at them but with just it one paw, he flew away hitting his back hard on the tree.Sarah darted and weaved, her movements graceful yet purposeful. She attack
Before you read this chapter, let me tell you something. When the night covers the day and everywhere is dark, turn off all the lights. Let the darkness dominate, and only the creeping in of the full moon. Then, light a candle and place it in front of a mirror. Say these words three times: "Bloody Mary." Prepare yourself for what you may see, but don't attempt it, as that's what Annie did the night she disappeared. **** Today is Saturday, so there is no school. Peter stretches himself out of bed. The morning sun illuminates the room. The events of last night replay in his head—what a long night. Just then, his phone rings and it's Sandra."Hello, good morning," Peter greets."Morning, are you free this morning?" Sandra asks."Huh, yeah," he replies."Let's go out for a date then," she suggests. Peter, the happiest being on Earth right now, eagerly replies, "Oh yeah, yeah!" He quickly got ready, making sure to wear his best clothes and splash on some extra cologne. As a clumsy pers
They both explained what the woman had told them. "It's exactly how it is in history," Kira said. "She claimed to grant their wishes and do the opposite." James, curious and knowledgeable about the tale, asked, "You seem to know a lot about this. Is there a way to fight this girl in the mirror?" Kira nodded, her expression serious. "It's simple. We have to perform a ritual and we need a mirror." Scott interjected, puzzled. "But how are we going to do that?" Kira reassured them, "I will provide some supernatural items. At night, we will place the mirror directly under the moonlight and chant her name. When she appears, we strike and kill her." The group nodded, understanding the plan. However, Kira warned them of an important detail. "But here's the problem: no one should see her face." Perplexed, they exchanged puzzled glances. "So how are we going to kill her?" Peter asked. Kira admitted, "I don't know. I said it was simple, but I don't have the answer." Sarah reminded her, "