It was to be a sneak attack on the werewolves hopefully it would help use gain an advantage in a war that had been raging for generations and generations it seemed as if we had them rapped around our finger then some how they managed to over come and keep us at a deadlock. "Hey you" said General Triplemont " get back in formation" he said with sternness "this isn't a drill". " Shut u talking to me" I replied in my head. I didn't say it out loud of course in order to save myself from being embarrassed in front of my squad. Three minutes in we where in the designated spot read to take charge of those creeps no one knows the truth behind the war except a few people. Nether the less we chartered in and I slayed 40 of those vicious creatures before they retreated. From that day on I became known as the wolf slayer. " That's a bunch of baloney" I told my father " there is no way someone as lame as you could accomplish suck great accolades. I mean you are 43 years old I know you have been on the force but to kill those things really my father it can't be I thought to myself. "Freyton Wiltheman are dressed for school you start school today and training" and she was right my first day at the academy and I couldn't be late I wanted to make my parents proud to show that I too could become a splendid warrior.
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The (Super)Natural War
Hombres Lobo"It would take more than 3 generation for the prophecy to come to past"
