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Answer 1

A Werewolf’s Tale
#1 Under The Moon
By: Ava Newkirk
Edited by: Bexley Brooks












Table of Contents

Prologue: Black Moon…. Page 3
Chapter One: The Wolf Leader…. Page 4
Chapter Two: Friend or Foe…. Page 15
Chapter Three: Frozen…. Page
Chapter Four: Moon Spell…. Page
Chapter Five: Whispers at Sunrise…. Page
Chapter Six: Dark Instincts…. Page
Chapter Seven: Shivering Ways…. Page
Chapter Eight: Red Moon…. Page
Chapter Nine: Daring Fate…. Page
Chapter Ten: Pack Challenge…. Page
Chapter Eleven: Blood and Ashes…. Page
Chapter Twelve: No Escape…. Page
Chapter Thirteen: Changed…. Page
Chapter Fourteen: The Wolf in the Shadows…. Page
Chapter Fiveteen: Nightshade…. Page
Chapter Sixteen: Betrayals…. Page
Chapter Seventeen: Taken at Dusk…. Page
Epilouge: Wolfsbane…. Page


Prologue
Black Moon

Swords clashed as the Black Moon began to rise over the snow dusted hills. Blood spilled the Earth and the dead laid across the stained ground. Humans and Werewolves battled. It looked like they were dancing and the swords sound like music.
Not too far away, a black and red tent stood. Inside were two werewolves, both asleep. One wolf lay in a bed and the other sat in a chair. Then a scream pierced the silent air.
The two wolves woke in shock. They looked at each other and the one sitting in the chair walked up to the bed. He looked down at his wife.
“Are you ready?” He asked her. She nodded slowly. Her husband walked out of the tent and into another one, next to it. A moment later he walked back inside followed by a werewolf maid. The maid had a baby werewolf crabbled in her arms.
The wife stood up and took her baby. She, her husband, and the maid walked out of the tent. The wife looked up at the Black Moon. How can it be?! She thought.



Chapter One
The Wolf Leader


As a young werewolf, I learned to hate humans. They did nothing but kill us and cause trouble. That was back then, but now, we werewolfs are the killers. Especially me. I, Accilia, am an Assassin. Trained to fight and kill. I had to learn in order to survive. I was the Omega of my pack, but now, I am the Lone Wolf and I am trying to become the Alpha.
I stood atop a mountain with my eyes closed, listening. The best way to hear for your prey is in your human form, but we call it our normal form. We look like humans, but we have wolf ears and a tail.
My white tail swayed from side to side in the midnight breeze. Good, I thought, The breeze will carry any sound nearby to me. Suddenly I heard footsteps in the snow and the bottom of the mountain. I had a trial. I crouched in the snow and transformed to my wolf form. My limbs changed and turned to white furry legs. My head shifted and transformed to the head of a wolf. In just seconds I was a complete white werewolf.
I gave out a long howl and charged to the foot of the mountain. I ran so fast it felt like I was running on air. Before I knew it, I reached the foot of the hill. I paused and looked around me. My ice blue eyes shone in light of the full moon. The snow glistened as I searched for tracks or a scent. I growled as something caught my eye by a nearby tree.
I yanked my head in that direction and walked slowly towards it. I let out another growl and bared my teeth. I slowly walked around the tree and there stood another werewolf. He stood there, petrified. I growled and he slowly turned his head to me. I could see he was reaching for a dagger at his waist.
Before he could react, I transformed to my normal form and pulled my own dagger out, just in time. Our daggers met with a clang and we stared at each other in the eye for a moment. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I smirked and he jumped back.
“You…you,” He stammered, “You're the Lone Wolf?! You're the one they sent after me?” He smirked and lunged at me. I dodged his attack and his dagger hit a nearby tree. I walked towards him and leaned on the tree as a light flurry of snow fell through the branches.
“I know all about you, Lone Wolf,” he said as he struggled to get his dagger out. I tossed my dagger in the air and caught it by the sharp tip. I scoffed and looked at him. “You are dead!” He said, “Once, I get my dagger out of the stupid tree!”
“Oh?” I said and held out my dagger for the other werewolf to take. He Pizzaed his head to the side. “If you think it’s so easy to kill me, then use my dagger and I will have no weapon.”
“You made a big mistake,” He said and took my dagger. As he lunged at me, I jumped high in a tree. “Hiding are you? Coward!” He tried to reach me, but I was too high.
“Come on. Get me. I am just sitting here,” I said, taunting him. He growled and kept on jumping, but I was still too high.
“How did you jump that high? That’s impossible!” He looked up at me, eyes red with anger. “No Werewolf could ever do that! Unless… wait! You're the White Werewolf! I knew it!”
“But I’m not,” I said in a sing-song voice. “I am just an ordinary white werewolf.”
“There is only one white werewolf and that’s the White Werewolf!”
“Think about it,” I said. He looked at me for a split second and considered what I said. My piercing blue eyes drilling into his soul. When he wasn’t looking I quietly leaped down into the snow behind him. He didn’t notice. I grabbed another dagger from my belt and growled.
He slowly turned around and looked at me. His face flushed pale and his deep orange/red eyes widened.
Then he cried out in pain. Blood dripped down his back, staining the white snow beneath him. He turned his head to see what was causing the source of his eternal pain. From out of his back stook my dagger. You could only see the handle, covered in dark red blood.
He collapsed to the ground. I looked over at him. Dead. I smirk one last time at his body and grabbed my dagger from his stone cold hand. I slipped the dagger back on my belt and grabbed a long sword from its case on my back. . I sniffed.
Someone else is here. In the trees. I stood there, frozen, trying to bring the rest of my prey out. I heard a rustle from the leaves directly above me. I tilted my head up and saw a black figure in the branches.
I slowly put my sword up and grabbed a long dagger, careful to not startle the werewolf. I raised it above my head and threw it up into the tree. Thunk. I jumped up and something ran away. I pulled my dagger from a branch. I groaned as I tried to clean the sap off. I sat there in silence.
I have to get the other Werewolf before he tells the Pack, I thought, If the Pack found out I am alive, they will all be after me. I leapt to the ground and turned to my wolf form. I ran in the direction the other werewolf went.

*****

Soon after I left, a group of mischievous wolves found the dead werewolf. Blood stained the snow and the dagger still stook out of the wolf's back. The leader, Lawson, stepped up to the body and took the dagger. He thought to himself for a moment then looked at his pack.
“The Lone Wolf was here. She killed Tormod,” Lawson said and examined the dagger. Some of the werewolves whimpered at the death of their friend.
“What are we going to do?” asked a female wolf.
“Well Ashina, we go after her of course. We will teach her a lesson for killing one of us,” Lawson threw the knife at a tree. The other Werewolves howled in agreement. Lawson walked over to Ashina.
“Lawson, if The Lone Wolf killed our most skilled warrior, then how are we going to kill her?” She asked, her voice low and a hint of worry.
“Don’t worry. She may be able to defeat one skilled werewolf, but not seven,” Lawson gave an evil chuckle and he and his pack followed my trail.


*****


The sun was finally rising as I reached the outskirts of the forest. I lost the trail of that werewolf that was in the trees, but I knew I was getting close. I need to find that werewolf before it gets to its pack.
It took me a minute to realize that I was just a few steps away from a masavie cave. I stepped inside and saw dozens of stairs going deep into the Earth. I listened closely and I heard voices from far down.
I slowly walked down the steps, careful not to make any sound. The deeper I got, the darker it was. The voices got louder and a faint light appeared. I took a deep breath and took one more step and then I saw dozens of werewolves all gathered around something.
What is going on? I asked myself. I took another step and a loud crack echoed through the cave. I looked down. I stepped back a bit and looked up. All the heads of the werewolves were turned in my direction.
My heart pounded in my chest. One wolf took a dagger from his waist and walked in my direction. My heart went faster as I walked slowly back up the stairs. The wolf noticed me and ran towards me.
I took out two long swords and darted out. I was half way up when pain shot through my leg and I fell on my back. The werewolf’s dagger stook out of my right leg. I tried to reach for it when an arrow whizzed through the air and hit the stone where my hand was reaching.
I tried to get up but the wolf got to me and pushed me back down. I growled and tried to push him off but he was too strong. I sighed and I knew I was done for. Blood pooled by my leg where the dagger still was.
Soon the other werewolves came and I was tied up. They all growled and snarled at me as they dragged me down the steps. One of the older werewolves stepped forward and looked at me. He chuckled at the sight of me.
“The Lone Wolf, at last,” He said. “We’ve missed you.” The others dared to laugh and I knew it was over.
“Ezekiel. What a surprise,” I said through gritted teeth. “What are you doing here?”
“I was going to ask you the same question. So, what brings you here to this side of the forest?”
“No reason. Just out to kill. You know, the usual.” I said with a smirk. Some wolves growled.
While I was distracting Ezekiel, behind my back I held a dagger. The dagger that was in my leg. I was able to grab it and now I was slowly and soundlessly cutting my ropes. Ezekiel was going on about how I should come back to the Pack.
Finally, I heard a snap! I grabbed the rope quick enough that none of the wolves seemed to notice. I looked down and saw a small bit of rope shavings around my feet.
Ezekiel seemed to notice my shock and looked down too. His mouth trembled. Our eyes met, his face pale with fear. I let go of the ropes and held the bloody dagger.
“H…….h…..how?” He stammered. He grabbed a sword and was about to attack, when an arrow hit his arm. He yelped and let go of the knife. All heads, including mine turned to where the arrow came from.
I gasped as a gray werewolf holding a bow, stringed another arrow and growled. She aimed at Ezekiel.
“Accilia, Run!” The gray wolf said to me. I took her advice and ran. She shot the arrow and followed me. “Keep going and don’t stop!”
“Who are you and why are you saving an assassin? I mean, I don’t need help,” I said between breaths. She shook her head.
“My name is Lucina. I was passing by and I saw the cave and wanted to check it out. I saw you in trouble and thought to save you,” She said when we reached the top of the stairs.
“I didn’t need help!” I said, face red with fiery. “I had it all under control!”
“Well too bad Accilia. Just be glad I was there,” Lucina said with an evil smile. I groaned as we ran into the forest. I just hoped they don’t follow us


*****


A low growl echoed throughout the cave. Blood was splattered on the floor and Ezekiel was angry that his prey escaped! He ripped the two arrows out of his arm and they clattered to the blood-stained rock at his feet.
“Who was that!” He growled at his pack. The wolves shrugged and Ezekiel lashed out at the closest wolf, which was the messenger wolf that I was chasing earlier. He yelped and red stained his tunic. Ezekiel snarled and walked off to his part of the big cave.
The messenger wolf glanced at the rest of his pack. Adolphus, one of Ezekiel’s most trusted pack members, stared at the wolf.
“Why are you looking at me like that Adolphus!” The messenger wolf growled.
“Watch your mouth, Lokos,” Adolphus warned. Lokos bared his sharp teeth at the wolf.
“I don’t need your pity,” He said.
“Well maybe you do.” Adolphus clenched his fists. “And maybe, you don’t belong in the Pack!”
“Enough!!” Ezekiel howled. “Adolphus, I am the Pack leader!” Adolphus looked taken aback. He lowered his head in shame.
“I was just trying to put some sense in Lokos’s head,” He said to his Leader, head still down. Ezekiel let out a low growl.
“Lokos, are you apart of this Pack?” Ezekiel asked.
“ Of course! Why would you ask that Ezekiel?” Lokos started into Ezekiel blood red eyes.
“Maybe Adolphus is right,” Ezekiel glarded at Lokos. Adolphus dared a look at the smug look on Lokos’s face. “Lokos, you are banned from the Pack. Forever.”





Chapter Two
Friend or Foe

Lucina and I, both in our normal forms, wandered south hoping to find some food. It has been at least two days since I have seen Ezekiel.
“Don’t worry about him and his stupid Pack, Accilia,” Lucina said, noticing the worry on my face.
“Wait, how do you know my name and what is yours?” I asked.
“My name is Lucina and we knew each other when we were little,” She said. Lucina, I thought. That name ringed in my head, making me dizzy. Lucina. WAIT!
“Your that wolf pup I would always play with during the night!?” I said, shocked. Lucina nodded her head.
“Yup. You snuck out every night to play!” Lucina laughed as memories flowed into her mind.

Answer 2

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Answer 3

what do you think?

Answer 4

What do you guys think of it??

Answer 5

Amazing Job. I love how you added the Table on context, that really helped. Amazing Job, Never give up!!

Answer 6

thank you!

Answer 7

I feel the energy and the words are wow except why play? Why not hang out? Other than that I love it! <3

Answer 8

I really want to give thanks to @bexley for helping me with this. Also @arieonna for helping me post this!

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Answer 10

Your story is wonderful keep up the great work @aries, your going places and i mean great places

Answer 11

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Answer 12

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Answer 13

New Updates on the story!
“Yup. You snuck out every night to play!” Lucina laughed as memories flowed into her mind. I scoffed.
“You also got me in trouble, every night,” I glared at her. A smirk crossed my face and we both burst out laughing. After what felt like forever, the laughing seized. We walked in quiet for some time.
Suddenly, snap! I stopped in my tracks, frozen in place. Lucina glanced back at me, confused. I held my finger up to my lips. She nodded and tried to tip toe over to me.
I glared at her as the snow beneath her feet crunched. Sorry, she mouthed. Stay there and don’t move. I mouthed back at her. I gave her a few hand signs saying, There is someone over there, behind that single birch tree in front of me. I am going to hide and I need you to draw it out. Lucina nodded.
I crouched down then lept in the tree without a sound. Waiting. Lucina stood still and held her breath and it seemed as it she was dead. Suddenly, I saw movement coming from the birch tree. I silently pull a bow and arrow, string it and held it steady.