THE WAR OF BLOOD AND FANGS

Chapter 1- A reluctant beginning

Janet

It was a dark and stormy night, and as the thunder rolled outside, a young lady named Janet slept peacefully until a terrifying dream interrupted her slumber. In the dream, she saw a beautiful young woman running swiftly in the woods, holding a baby firmly in her arms.

The woman's appearance was not quite human but rather that of a half-transformed wolf.

In hot pursuit, three vampires chased after the woman, their eyes glowing like embers in the darkness as they moved with supernatural speed.

Janet, determined to intervene, sprinted after them, but her human legs couldn't keep up. She finally halted, breathless, when she realized her eyesight could reach farther than her legs could carry her.

The werewolf's heart raced in her chest as she saw the vampires closing in, surrounding their prey with menacing intent. She gazed at the three vampires, their eyes darkened, their teeth sharply elongated.

One of them, the apparent leader, was growing impatient, his restlessness palpable. He grasped the werewolf woman by the neck, lifting her off the ground with ease, his grip unyielding.

Janet could see the woman's expression contorted in agony, her baby clutched tightly in her arms. Despite the danger, Janet resolved to act, determined to save the woman, even though she knew she was no match for the vampires' supernatural strength.

Janet took a deep breath and charged forward, her voice echoing through the darkness.

"Let her go, you monsters!" she demanded, her tone a mix of fear and determination.

She tried to push the vampires away, but her hands passed through their bodies as if they were mere specters. It dawned on her that these were fragments of a past event, and she was merely a witness.

The woman finally spoke, her voice laced with sarcasm and anger. "If you want to kill me, then make it quick. I'm growing tired of your dawdling, and you are wasting my time. Besides, your foolish alpha has already succeeded in killing my husband and stealing what was never yours to take. What a pathetic loser."

The vampire who held her sneered, "You have some nerve, insulting my alpha even when your life is at stake. It seems my grip on your neck isn't tight enough." He constricted his grasp, and the werewolf's eyes widened as she struggled to breathe.

The other vampires attempted to pry the baby from her arms, but she clutched her child with her last ounce of strength.

This defiance enraged the vampires, and the one holding her neck released his grip, letting her fall to the ground. She gasped for air, only to be met with three swift kicks to her stomach.

The vampires finally pried the baby from her hands, and one of them callously kicked the child, sending her rolling away from her mother's desperate grasp.

The woman's eyes welled up with tears as she pleaded, "Don't you have any humanity left? She's just an innocent baby!" The apparent leader sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

"Sympathy? You dare speak of sympathy, you filthy creature." He stormed over to her, his grip on her hair like a vice, and slapped her with a force that sent her head jerking sideways.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, her eyes wide in terror. Janet witnessed the horror and burst out in tears, her voice shaking with anguish.

"How can you be so cruel? Leave her alone! Please, someone help her!" she screamed, but her cries fell on deaf ears.

The wolf was brutalized from all sides until the vampires, finally tired of beating her, subjected her to a vicious assault, leaving her gasping for breath.