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, "
The supreme demon sits atop his lofty throne, while his messenger stands solemnly before him, burdened by the failure of his assigned mission. The tasks bestowed upon him had been thwarted by a mere group of children. "They possess greater strength than we anticipated," he finally admits. Upon hearing this, an overwhelming rage consumes the demon, prompting him to rise from his seat and fix his intense gaze upon the messenger. The gaze alone paralyzes him, conveying the weighty implications behind it. "I... I will carry out your command, sir," he stammers, despite the demon's unspoken words resonating loudly through the silence. The messenger hastily departs, realizing that the time has come to summon the demon.As the final bell rings, the teacher exits the classroom, and the students pack up their belongings. Peter, who had been observing the newcomer Derek had attacked, periodically stole glances at him and his friend. Could Peter possibly be aware of their true nature? It seemed i
Derek pinned Sean, the newcomer, against the classroom wall and assaulted him along with his goons. Ever since he became an alpha, Derek has been a jerk, and his bullying has only escalated. Scott couldn't tolerate it any longer and angrily stood up, walking towards Derek. "Leave him," Scott demanded. Derek scoffed, realizing Scott couldn't beat him again. "This is none of your business, and f**k off!" he hauled back. "Why must you be like this?" Scott asked, feeling anguished. "Do you want to fight? Come on!" Scott's emotions were high as he implored Derek to stop assaulting Sean. Derek pushed him on the shoulder, taunting, "And what if I don't? You can't do anything." Peter and others quickly intervened, standing up to stop the confrontation. "Leave it, Scott. We can't handle him," Peter whispered as he dragged Scott away. Derek smirked, convinced no one could stop him now. "I can't stand that jerk possessing the alpha power. We have to do something," Sarah said. "There's no