Myr POV
I was running alongside some of my comrades as our commander told us to support the troops on the left flank.
Although I was tired from the fighting, my body ran there anyway because I was under their control.
When we arrived, I saw the left flank was being overrun by the enemy.
I gave out a battle cry and said, "Hurry! We must help them!"
We ran and engaged some enemies that were sneaking towards the back of the left flank.
One of them saw us coming and yelled at their troops to attack us.
A werewolf came running at me and lunged. I rolled out of the way and drew my silver sword.
She growled and feinted to the left before lunging at me and sinking her teeth into my shoulder.
I cried out in pain but I managed to throw her off and slice her with my sword.
She growled and lunged at me again. I dodged and threw my sword at her which stabbed her through the heart.
She gave out a cry then collapsed to the ground.
I was about to retrieve my sword when someone tackled me to the ground.
As soon as I hit the ground, I turned around and threw whoever tackled me away.
They rolled along the ground before getting up again. I saw that it was a human.
I brought out my silver dagger. Before I could charge them, a werewolf attacked me from behind. They slashed the hand holding the dagger with their claws but I didn't let go and stabbed them in their chest. They staggered away clutching the dagger.
I got up and was about to charge them when the werewolf suddenly lunged forward and knocked me away. I hit my head on a nearby rock and was stunned for a second before I saw the human slicing my head off with their axe.
I gasped and saw in my last moments the werewolf pulling the dagger out and stabbing my now headless body's chest.
I gasped and woke up clutching my throat.
"Hey, you okay?" a voice asked.
I looked up and I saw Nowead looking at me with concern.
"I'm fine. Thank you for asking, though." I said smiling.
"Oh well, the place we're supposed to go to is kind of far away and the traffic is really bad today so I guess you fell asleep because we were taking too long, sorry." He said .
I realized my head was still on his shoulder.
"No no. It's alright. I guess I was just a little tired. Thanks for worrying about me though." I said. Suddenly, I had an idea.
I said, "Could you scoot forward a little?"
"Oh. Yeah. Okay." He said moving forward a little. "Why do you ask?"
"So I can do this." I said while wrapping my arms around him for a bear hug.
He turned extremely red and looked out the window.
I smirked and thought. Well, if he is a werewolf, he's a really funny one.
I still felt this strange feeling around him, but it has noticeably lessened whenever he blushes or laughs which is probably why I keep making him do it. Also, I think he likes me for real as I originally thought he was probably just doing it to observe me. I guess he's doing both.
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Vampires and Werewolves. The beginning of a conflict.
Dla nastolatkówThis is my first story. Don't expect anything from it. I just wrote it for fun but if you happen to enjoy tell me about it and if you don't, just tell me what I can improve. Also, no werewolves appearing as enemies in this story....or is there?
