The Tale of Two Clans

The First

Will charged back outside and saw the man. All the warriors were dead, or they ran off.

"Now it's just you and me." Said the dark night.

"What is your name? I want to put it on your gravestone." Will said

"Theodore, but they call me Grim, as in grim-reaper.

"Huh. Good to know." Said Will.

They were in starting positions, ready to pounce and charge. 3, 2, 1...Fight!

They ran off, charging after one another. A lot of hits, and heavy attacks. They even casted spells.

"Bright blindness!"

"Dark magic!"

"Holy Spirit!"

"Evil Soul!"

Will knocked Grim down, he was severely damaged, he was nearly dead.

"You will never, ever, lay a hand on my friend again."

"Message taken."

"And I will make sure of that, by killing you."

"Wait what?! You are a light! On your nature you can't kill another wolf!"

"Well I guess I just broke a rule."

"No wait! Please don-"

Smash, splat.

"Hehehe. Goodnight Grim, see you in hell, my friend."

I can't believe it. Will has killed a wolf. He broke a rule, the main rule! He may never be a light wolf again. Then what is he?

Stay tuned to find out!!!