Curse of the Weredoodle

Midnight Fight

The moon clears out the clouds. The moon shined in the black void of night. Oodle then transformed back into the monster. He howled loudly in despair as tears fell from his face. He wiped the tears from his eyes and ran off with his tail between his legs.

He whimpered softly as he trembled in fear of killing someone else. After a few hours passed, Oodle decided to emerge from his hiding place and sneak in the shadows.

Oodle sniffed the air and caught the scent of B.O. and plastic. Frisbee was nearby. He was sharpening his trusty javelin, when he heard a howl from behind. He looked behind him but nothing was there. "Who's there?" He said, pointing the javelin to no one in particular. He then saw a bush rustling. A jade green hand swiped at him, but he managed to avoid it. The Weredoodle then jumped out to attack Frisbee.

"You think you can take me?" Frisbee taunted. Oodle growled deeply and lunged toward Frisbee. Frisbee quickly dodged the attack and countered with a punch in the face. Oodle then clawed at Frisbee and managed to get a few wounds on the skin. Frisbee then tackled the beast to the ground.

Oodle bit down on Frisbee's head. Frisbee grabbed Oodle's tail and slammed him into the ground. Oodle got up and growled deeply at Frisbee. As the fight was going on, the moon slowly turned crimson red. Frisbee punched Oodle in the face. Oodle fell to the ground in pain. He tried to get back up but he wasted his energy on fighting Frisbee. He looked up at the moon as it changed from white to blood red.

Oodle fell to the ground in agony, writhing in absolute pain. His body stiffened, he started breathing heavy, his eyes felt like they were being pulled out by claws. Frisbee stood back in confusion and fear. Oodle got up slowly, opened up his eyes, and howled loudly at the moon.

Frisbee was beside himself in fear, but he was still determined to defeat this beast. He grabbed his javelin and pointed it toward Oodle. "Get out of here and never come back, demon!" He threatened. The beast sprinted toward him.

Frisbee evaded the attack and countered with a javelin cut near the eye. Oodle then jabbed his claws deeply into Frisbee's left arm. Frisbee screamed in pain. Blood poured out of the wound. Frisbee coughed up some blood. Both combatants went for the final blow. Frisbee stabbed the beast in the lower abdomen. Oodle jabbed his claws deeply into Frisbee's wound.

Both were losing blood at a steady rate. Frisbee was breathing heavy and his heartbeat slowed. Oodle growled as his blood leaked from his wounds. The moon reverted back to pure white. As the moon hid behind the clouds, both combatants passed out from lack of blood.

Frisbee dropped his blood drenched javelin. The metal point stabbed in the earth. His heart was barely beating. "Heh you put up a pretty good fight there." He said before finally dying. He layed there.....

DEAD.........