Bloody Edgy and Gay///Dylan X Rich vampire/werewolf love story

Fallen Solder pt 1

"Everybody go go go!" The omga yelled signaling the next wave of wolfs to go. They turned into full wolf and ran deeper into the forest where hundreds of more screams could be heard. Finally the alphas messenger ran back from the battle. "The alpha requests the next line of wolfs beta sir. He also says to take out the special unit too." the special unit was the best trained wolfs they had. Among this group was a mean looking wolf named Dylan who had black hair with red highlights that covered the top of his right eye. Hes clothes were black and torn up-just how he liked it. He never talked to anyone in his pack, he prefers to work alone. You could say hes the literal definition of a 'lone wolf'.

"You ready?"asked the girl next to him. Her name was Adra and she was one of the only people Dylan would speak too. She was also in the special unit being a very swift wolf herself. "This is what we trained for Adra, finally I can rip those vampires apart" Dylan said in a raspy tone, keeping his vision straight.

"Next lines go!" The Omega yelled cause the next line and the special wolfs to go full wolf form. Usually they'd look like regularly people but with ears and a tail, they also have the ability to turn full wolf mode. Dylan ran out into the field and got closer to the seen he was about to be apart of. Wolfs bitting the tall pale blood suckers while they used there weponds like swords to attack the animals. Dylan could see why they needed more werewolfs, they were clearly out numberd.

He and Adra ran and head-butted a group of vampires knocking them to the ground. Dylan let his fighting instincts show as he ripped off one of there heads with his bite. Blood was gushing everywhere but that's just how he likes it. Other vampire swung his sword at him but he simply dogged it and bite his arm. The attacker screamed in return attempting to get the dog off of him but Dylan held on tight.

The batter kept going and the longer it went on it was clear the werewolfs weren't winning this one. Dylan heard the Alpha howl which was his sign of retreat. The wolf however was to busy on a killing spree too care. He took out more and more vampires while his fellow pack mates were running back. "Dylan we have to leave now!" Adra yelled at him trying to get his attention but a crowd of werewolfs we're already dragging her back to there base. Dylan was to caught up in the moment and ripped another vampires head off.

"You little mut!" He heard a man say before they striked Dylan with his sword. He howled in pain as he dropped to the ground. He was so desperate to get up but his physical injury made it nearly impossible. He layed there hopefully squirming,  trying to stand but it was no use. The vampires gathered around him and laughed at his hardship. Dylan turned back into human form. Blood dripped from his mouth as he took one last look at his pack members, praying one of them would come back to help him. He looked at all his fallen wolfs on the ground and he knew he was going to be next. He knew he was going to die and be forgotten, no one would notice he was gone, they would be better without him. He thought these thoughts as he looked up at the vampires swearing to himself that one day his ghost would kill all of them.

"You d-dirty bastards!" He yelled in whatever vocie he had left before he was kicked and knocked out cold. He knew those were his last words.