Dawn Of Sana

My History - Chapter 01

History - Chapter 01

For centuries, we werewolves were said to be the tools of the devil, the creatures of mischief.

Once rulers of this planet, we have sunken to the level of the pariah's and the unwanted.

The tale of the first werewolf is about an extraordinarily cruel king.

He wanted a favor from Zeus and as a bribe he offered the god, the flesh of a human child.

Zeus who was outraged by this gesture turned the king into a wolf.

This action happened on the night of the red moon.

The king, who was more than angered by this action, sought revenge by spreading the disease over to countless people, turning all of them into blood thirsty pests.

Many other folklore's tell us about people who have woken up from their graves, seeking revenge.

After centuries of being hunted and misunderstood, we creatures have been hiding in the depths of the world.

A best-seller, popular among many teenage girls and boys, Twilight by Stephanie Meyer changed everything.

Removing the name of the blood thirsty demons and replacing them with the embarrassing excuse of perfect people.

It sickened me to see people wish to be one of us, girls who dreamt of being together with one of us killers.

We were demons, we hated ourselves and yet, countless people wished to carry the name and reputation of a werewolf.

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It was on the night of the red moon, my brother and I were hunting for these unwanted creatures, not understanding their pain and suffering.

We wanted revenge, we lived from hatred for the one who killed our parents.

We were strolling around the woods, equipped with bow and arrow. I was afraid, not more than 10 years old. My brother who was 16, was holding a gun, bigger than me.

He was sure that he would never turn into one of those 'traitors'. He knew he would be the one who killed the last werewolf!

Besides us,there was George and Harry, his friends whose sisters had died, falsely being accused of being a werewolf.

The breeze had turned to a storm, I grabbed my older brothers cape and cried for us to return home but he pushed me away and called me a traitor for giving up so soon.

I cried out when I heard a twig snap and ignored the screams for help from my brother when the large beast devoured him.

My eyes widened, I was terrified, shocked, frozen to the very spot where I stood.

I just stood there, unable to run, to cry or even grimace.

The swift moves of the werewolf was fast and uncertain. Her cries were heard before she howled, her eyes were shiny with tears, filled with regret and suffering.

Her name was Eos, meaning dawn. Her bloody brown fur and beautiful golden eyes met my boring black ones.

She slowly took a step towards me as I took two back "I won't hurt you, I have a wish. I seek revenge." her breath reeked of blood and earth.

She smirked "I seek blood." her whispers let shivers run down my back

"I want you." I watched in horror how she walked around me in circles, the circles always getting smaller and smaller.

I took my arrow and held it tightly. "No... I won't let you, not me. You took my family but you never will get me, never." her cold breath hit the back of my neck

"Is that so? How wrong a little child can be, so innocent, so fragile." her icy nose hit my neck and I slammed the arrow into her throat.

Her howls and cries made me shudder but I stabbed her once, twice until she stopped moving. The silver arrow was covered in blood and her tooth mark was visible on my arm.

Eos's slender body fell to the ground and right after the thud I fell to my knees.

Her furry body slowly turned back to the one of a beautiful young woman. I was afraid to move her, to move from where I sat, I was afraid to live the life of this ruthless creature but there was no more hope, I was going to change.

I took a knife and opened her stomach, chunks of my brother were lying on the bloody earth ground.

My tears swelled up but never fell, I cried for help but never made a sound. I was too furious, too angry to do any of those things.

I grabbed the knife and stabbed my leg, the pain slowly made me relax, but I knew, I was turning into them, those revengeful creatures.

George ran over to me and hugged me tightly.

He looked into my eyes and stroked my head, whispering words that were supposed to calm me down.

Harry took my brothers gun and held it to my head, tears ran down my rosy cheeks.

I was going to die, the gun at my head was the prove, the bloody wounds on my leg and arm too. No matter what way I went, I was sold to the devil, another one of his tools.

A werewolf, the demons of the night and victims of the red moon.

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That's it for today... I spent too much time on this but I couldn't resist T-T

I was just resting and reading Wattpad and every Werewolf story was a romance and mate and stuff -_- so I wrote this, I just took remains of info that stayed in my brain and wrote this...

I think staring at a wall is more entertaining than studying but who cares -_- gotta go now

I'll just write a random song that's in my mind down....

I dare you to move by switchfoot....

I kind of feel like making a book trailer with that song for my other story Who Would Have Thought but my current talent and intelligence is going down as soon as I see a computer.

Maybe it's because I'm so tired????

I'm so bored, I don't want to study D= but I must!

Oh well, I won't keep you away any longer, keep doing what you were.

Thank you for readng so far... bye!

Love and Food

Daniela!

(Did you know this would only take 6 pages in Word?)