The Wolf in Me

Chapter 20.2: Unleash the Beast

Daron went into the forest riding a white horse wearing elf armor. He at many times got down his horse and inspected the surroundings for vampire signs. He used his magic to reveal what was hidden, and soon he discovered the castle as well as screams of Mike and Ross being tortured.

"They are in trouble," he thought. And so he rushed forth and towards the castle, riding his white elf horse he crossed the forest and towards the open field before the fortress, that is where he saw Damascus, the vampire prince. It was night and the full moon was up.

"Hey Duskveil." Damascus said. "How are ya? Have you come to free yer friends? Cuz you won't get away so easily."

"Allow those folk wend!" Daron shouted. "Thy fight and that of thy master is with me. Leave them be, for they have no part in it."

"Why do you always talk like a guy from the 15th century?" Damascus asked, "Can't you say in proper English? I'm not really good at Shakespeare."

"English is not my tongue," said Daron. "And speaking in the mortals' way is a shame for me and my kin, but I did not come to talk of this, Damascus, prince of the vampires, lord of carrion!"

"Ah! Yes!" Damascus said. "You have come here to fight me and my lord. Haven't you?"

"Yes, and I shall not rest neither on earth nor in heaven until thou art dead and thy master diminished!" Daron shouted.

"Hmm..... yes," said Damascus. "I know you can fight vampires, you are of the dragon's blood aren't you? Dragons breathe fire, and fire kills vampires, isn't it logical?"

"What doth thee meaneth?"

"Hmm... Yes, you can fight vampires, and perhaps kill hundreds at once, but can you face a werewolf? How about an evil warg?"

Daron just looked at him in horror.

"Yes, you cannot face a beast as great as that, yes! Have at thee, coward!"

Daron then drew out a longsword of silver, and it shone in the light of the moon. He grappled his blade and prepared to kill all who came before him.

"Unleash the beast!" Damascus shouted then.

Suddenly the gates of the fortress opened and a giant werewolf came out of it. Daron saw it with is sharp eyes as it came to his eyes half a mile away, the beast ran in full speed and jumped at Daron in full power.

The battle lasted for many minutes, but Daron was defeated by the werewolf. The werewolf bit him in his sword arm almost tearing it apart and leaving behind a bloody scar and almost breaking his bone. Daron also had a large claw mark on his chest and the mark of the werewolf's teeth on his cheek, a normal person would have died by then, but Daron was much stronger than them. The werewolf on the other hand was bleeding from his neck and mouth and torso where he was hit many times by Daron's blade.

Daron tried to get up but could not, and the werewolf growled at him. He came closer to him to bite his head off.

"NO!" Aramastus said who flew it and close to him, "Take him to the castle, he and I have unfinished business."

And so the zombies of Aramastus imprisoned Daron and took him the dungeons of the castle where he was put for many days.