Operation Ruins

Chapter 1

When I was little I was left to die by my last remaining human parents. No one knows why I was left in the forest alone but a family of werewolves took me in to help me survive. I was told stories passed through the last 200 years.
They were about how the world was so alive but there wasn't much to it because lots of the stories were lost it the crush of the world. The cities I was told were full of living, breathing, and caring people. Now its ruined with mindless monsters running around. They hide in the shadows waiting for ignorant traveler's to come through.
I am a 13 year old boy now. My adopted parents died a couple of years ago so its just me and Tom. Tom can shape shirft but normaly goes werewolf when angry. He is like an older brother to me but we are the same age in human years. Its just me and my brother forever, alone in the world.
Im sitting beside a tree staring up at the sky. The clouds are rushing by along with the wind from the east. An ant crawls over my hand back down into its old natural civilization.
Tom sits looking at a the evergreen pastures looking and thinking of a home for a us. His shaggy grey hair blows around aimlessly. His brown eyes sparkle in the sun over head. Hes wearing long torn blues jeans and a black tanktop with a grey jacket. He has two fangs that come out like a vampire.

"Allen." He says looking into the distance. "Ive got an idea. Lets go rob someone."
I give him a stupid face. "No. No robbing." I sit up. "Lets make a home."
He looks back at me. " to much work. I just remembered something. Theres a farm house out to the north. Its perched on top of a hill and you can see all of Terrania." Then he gets up grabbing his backpack. Its a single strap with a buckle that keeps it shut.
I get my bag thats a two stap and has a make shift bed on top. Its a survivalist backpack. The thing ways a ton to everyone but me. "Lets go bro."

We start on our long journey to our new home that I hope to be abandoned. Along the way we see Drako with their princess Bon Bon known as Bonny. The house comes into plain view and it looks like a dot. It will take an hour to get there but itll be dinner time soon. To bad we have no food.
"Tom. What is the uncharted city like now?" I look over at him. Theres facial haor along his jaw line.
"It's not a place u want to go Al. That place is so dangerous not even Bonny has sent her best soldiers in there. She wants to scavenge its technology and everything that will aid her kingdom. I want to go there myself to get a glimpse of what hides there."
"Thats what dungeon raiding is for. When we are strong enough we can take the city back from hell." I say enthusiastically. The wind pushes us forwards.
"Before any of that happens we need to get u a wepon. I wont always be around so you need to learn how to take care of yourself."
"You need a wepon too."

"I do. My nails and teeth. Not to mention I am a wepon."

We reach the foot of the mountain. It has a stair Thats brittle and cracked. The house is long and brown. Windows busted out, door swings back and forth. Theres a balcony completly decayed.
"Shall we go in?" I ask to Tom.
"Its two stories. Ill take care of the first floor. I herd theres a wepons cache up there. Who knows what'll be in there." he says as he makes his way up.

I race him up to the top and jump up on the porch and then I fall through it and land in the basement. Its pitch black and smells old. Now Im scared out of my mind. A low moan comes from behind me. A shiver goes up my spine.
Pulling out my flashlight and turn on my back. A human sits against the wall. Ive nerver seen anothee human before.
I get up. "Hello? Are you ok?" I take a step towards the person leaning against the wall with its head down. "Sir-" Then all the sudden he jumps, pinng me to the ground.
The flashlight rolls away shinning the light at us. His face is half light up. His one eye is like a tarpit and the other looks blind. His face is decayed and hes balding. The man has unbelievable strength and is digging into my arms. He slowly leans down to bite me. Next thing I know hes laying beside me looking at the ceiling. Tom is standing there observing the corps.
"I am so sorry little bro. I didnt know there would be a ghoul here." He starts to tear up.

I get up and give a hug to calm him down. Also I want a little reassurance. We go up stairs with my stuff.
The house is badly damaged from time and the bombs. The paint was white and now it pealed off the walls. Slowly we walk through the top floor hoping not to fall through. The doors are open from where the family panicked and ran to the basement hundreds of years ago.

Theres a faint crying in the last room of the of the top floor. Tom is standing beside me trying to sniff it out. As I walk to the last room to the right I creek open the door.

### Author here. I hope you like it so far. Im trying to make it interesting so read the next chapter to see what's crying alone in the darkness.###