The Howling Of A Hero

Chapter 2- Daybreaker

  Waking up the next morning was painful as hell.  The sword that man used wasn't silver or blessed (which is what you use to kill the paranormal) but it was coded with something not poison but something. Where my cut was is now a weird Mark or symbol . It remind me of the biblical description of the mark of cain but it wasn't a scar though. Besides all of that arachne affected me with her poison which thank god im a lycan so i just have a cold from it.
   The world we live in is not normal if you haven't realized that by now. Mythology is anything but a myth all of the mythologies are real the gods and monsters you name it for as you can't tell im one of those creature of the night.
   Im a werewolf from the silver howler clan, a half breed though. I was made one when i was 13 after a fatal accident one night out side my house in gonzales i had my neck broken by a silfer (A creature bornfrom a man and a dragon.) but was saved by the chefitan of the silver howlers. He turn me last minute and trained me secretly until the silfer war started.  (silfer war lasted 3 years under the humans nose. I was still going to school and fighting while this war was going on) ever since then I've became a mercenary of sorts. Defending the humans from our affairs.  Im one of a hundred day breakers that we have position all over the world. there use to be more but the world became darker After years not just for the humans but for us. we are ether fighting each others or monster hunters. People who think we are all spawns of evil. Thus, is the day breaker duty to try live coherent in secret working with humans to try and maintain peace.  Which is why now i have to go to work being a buser at good old peter pipers Pizza.
  "woo." i said sickly leaving my apartment to go  work.