The Story Of Grim

Deathly Legend's

He had woken up like a boy, the same age as the girl he gave his eye's to. He grew quickly getting stronger but chould never go i to his canine form. The year's passed by and he bekame a blacksmith, known under the name Will. He had dark hair to his shoulder and brown eye's as a human. But as a wolf he had black optic's who never shone.

The day had started off dark, rain and thunder was playing in the sky and made Grim more angry than ever. He had to go to the Town to get his food. As he started to walk down with his cloak over his head and dark clother's, a young girl at his Age appeared infront of him "Who are you young lady?" He said in a calm tone not knowing who she was. "I am G.. Will! By the way." He said. Scared of saying his real name he only smiled. "Nice to meet you Will, I am Cate." She replied smiling "I know who you are, you gave me my eye's." She said and blinked with her blue eye's. Silence hit Grim, was she the young girl he once helped, but became human.
"Follow me." She said and went for the middle of the town "This is you." She said and pointed at a stone wolf with black eye's and a girl resting beside it "and that is me."
"I am no legend, I am a killer!" He said angry facing her "Cate if you stay by me, I will kill you. If I want to or not. I am a monster!" Grim was scared that he might kill her, sooner or later it whould happen. But he did not want it to be today. He turened away from her and walked toward's the baker to get his food for the week. He was hungry and was getting more and more hungry as he came up to the baker. He opened the door and walked inside. He just gave a smile and a nod as the baker handed it over to him.
"Have a Nice day Will!" The baker called after him.
"I wish I chould..." Grim whispered to himself, he did not want to be Will, but Grim. A huge dark wolf.

The rain was flowing down like it alway's did. Grim was sitting in his chair outside of the small cabin he owned by himself. The air was fresh even with the rain. It was cold, starting to become winter. That was when the death hit the most. He just hoped it did not strike to Cate. He wanted to die, but Life whould never let that happen to him, he knew that for sure. The thunder was playing with his limit's and Grim walked angry inside. He needed to hunt, he needed meat. Sudently his jaw's and skull started to crack. He fell to the floor, in a quick moment.

He was a wolf once again...