The Knock at the window

Chapter 15: Through Hell

I was scared. You may think I'm a wimp, but it was beyond anything you could imagine, not in a good way. Martha squeezed my arm, frightened as much as I was. I had the slightest bit of courage to step into the world of hell. Martha followed my steps, plucking the courage as she was scared, this was a nightmare come true.

We wondered around the dark world for a few minutes. " what is this place?" Martha said, gently touching a black rose.
" DONT TOUCH THAT, you don't know what it is or what anything is in this world" I said glaring at the deadly looking rose.

The Black Rose was drizzled with something red, perhaps... Blood?
" it's like ... A demon island... Something is so dark about it " Martha said staring at the black grass with a hint of red.
" Demon island did you say ?" A voice appeared. We spun around to see who enchanted that husky but dark voice.
Standing there was a boy but something was different about him, he looked furry and fearful, he was covered with scars and scratches. He looked... Brave.

" W-what are you ?" I said questionably.
" what do you mean what I am ... Don't I look human?" He said, he grinned showing sharp fangs. I took a step back bumping into Martha, we fell on the rough grass, it felt like glass, so sharp and fine. " your not human you have FANGS !" Martha shrieked, her eyes widened, looking as blue as the sky.
" well... Your right " he grinned and within a second he transformed into a furry wolf. I knew it. " A-a Wolf !" I said stammering and staring at his red slit eyes. I couldn't believe it, he was a wolf.

" your bad... Aren't you?" I said looking away from his hypnotising eyes and getting up from the ground, shaking over the grass on me that seemed to dissolve into blood. " how did you know... " he smiled his eyes turned from red to yellow " you would make a good wolf... Great senses ".
" how do you know that" I said nervously.
" after all... I am a wolf" he looked up at me and ran up the dark hills. He was a wolf.