IT was a cold night as the young man huddled
round the old tin
water butt it had been long time since it
held water now it
only held fire and it had been dragged by the
young man into
the old
abandoned warehouse he hope he had enough
wood to keep the
fire burning till morning.
Gods he thought to himself it had only been
two years since,
the world he new had crashed around his
ears.
the screams the blood.
NO mustn't think about it,
just concentrate on keep that fire lit.
you'll have all the time in the morning to
remember
but tonight keep the fire lit and keep going
thats all i must think about.
THEN it hit the pain like no other arghhhh no
it can't be I've
fed already i hunted last full MOON ate my
fill
then a voice spoke it said hush my love let
the transformation
happen a tear feel it can't they killed her
but i just heard
voice argggggghhhhhhhhhhhh gods the pain must
fight it the
voice spoke again no my love embrace the
transformation it's
the only way to avenge me
a cry of despair and rage and loneliness
ripped from his
throat the warehouse filled with pure white
light
and a voice spoke i am CIRCE and you are to
be chosen as the
sword AND shield you will find all the
survivors and protect
them.
The pain was more than he had ever known from
previous
transformations the voice said "
this will be the last time the warping will
hurt you but you
will never be truly human or truly Wolf again
you will be both,
At all times and you will become alpha male
to all other
lycans.
for you are the silver Wolf Alpha male to the
Were Nation
and the light faded he stood in his humaniod
form
8 foot tall fur a Silverish colour his eyes
colbolt blue
he looked like a Wolf but stood as man find
the others find
your pack and save the people so the world
can be saved
"Who are you please tell me" he said in a
voice that half sound
like a growl.
"i can talk i can think how is this possible
when i
'transformed'
in the past i was a mindless animal and i
only thought about
the hunt and fresh meat."
"i'm the goddess 'CIRCE' your wife was a
witch and worshipped
ME".
"But i thought Hecate was goddess to all
witch's.?"
'She is',!
But thats the great thing about a pantheon of
gods a worshiper
can chose to worship more than one god or
goddess"
"so my wife worshiped you as well as Circe
why did she do
that".
"She was fascinated by how i transformed men
in to animals."
"And if i had anything to with Lycanthropy as
she had met you
at
collage and you where already a Lycan"
"and am i still a Lycan and have you anything
to with the
creation
of the original Lycan."
"You are not ready to know all yet for you
quest and journey
has just begun but i can tell you that you
are the Alpha male
of all Lycans.
now and your pack will be made up of all
shamans and
clerics of the elder gods."
"so your saying I'm the Leader of the
Were-nation,
is it all weres or just Lycans.?"
"all Weres all those who transform into,
animal form those that are half animal and
man.
"so where do i go from here".
"follow the moon,!
It will guide you to your first pack member i
must go now.!"
And you must begin your quest and become the
EXEMPLAR ".!
"what's an EXEMPLAR"he asked.!!
"Oh sorry the voice said i should have
said."
"It's the title given to the leader of the
Were Nation."!!
"ALL will know you by this Title."!!!
and with that he was alone again.
Standing beside the fire that had,
nearly burnt out.
And rays of sunlight,
shone through the broken roof.
The conservation had taken all night.
It was day he need to pack his things,
and be on his way.
By the gods he thought i feel happy!.
And struck him his life had purpose,!
again.
That which had been missing was hope,
and it had been returned to him.
albeit a fragile hope that needed him to make
it he must succeed he thought, failure is not
an option.
The world needed him to succeed.
He Quickly packed up his meager belongings,
a blanket,a tin cup and plate, an old steel
fork with only two tines left and a small but
sharp knife.
the only clothes he had on where torn from
the,
Transformation.
He packed all his belonging into his kit bag
and stepped out into,
the sunlight and started his long Journey to
find the shamans and clerics.
He blinked waiting for his senses to readjust
to the sunlight.
he suddenly realised that he was in human
form but his,
sight,smell,touch and hearing all his senses
in fact.
Where as acute they normally where in his
Lycan form.
He stumbled and tripped over an old broken
pathway his hand gripped the road sign as he
fell.
and the metal was crushed by his grip not
only where his,
senses enhanced so was his strength he
thought to himself,
"I could get used to being this Exemplar"
well smithy your welcome to your opinion.
but try to be more constuctive
with your opinions.
simply calling it "rubbish"
shows your lack of intelligence and that
"rubbish" was put in by chris the admin
my guess is you used an Expletive.
that using more than one syllable
hurts your tiny tiny brain
yes i know i mispelled "constructive".
i had just finished an 12 hour shift so,
excuse me for being tired.
you've left your opinion know kindly bug some
one else.
but your right smithy it is [censored]
[censored] [censored]
i'm going to the admin to delete this and i'm
never going to write another thing as long as
i live
then smithy is right i haven't got the talent
or ablity and i can't
and why shouldn't i take it to heart
i bet you say it's forum it's not real.
well these are my thoughts so yes it is
real.
as René Descartes said
"Cogito, ergo sum"
(English: I think, therefore I am), sometimes
misquoted as
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum
(Latin: "I doubt, therefore I think,
therefore I am").
and these are my thoughts made flesh so it is
as real as me sitting here in front of my pc.
i know it does this was the rough first
draft.
wanted opinions on the story not,
grammer, spelling and punction.
if i got some positive feed back on the
content of the story was worth pursuing
or to start from scratch but then got caught
on a really bad day then the straw that broke
the camels all day at work when i sit working
on my stories get asked what i am doing that
for thats not normal look professors writing
again it [censored] your writing any way just
give up you'll never get it published usually
ignore it then saw smithy's comment and
thought blimey they're telling the truth so
decided to give up and not write any more as
i can't spell or write anything at all
those same insert expletive here ............
at work asked me why i wasn't writing.
i replied thought thats what you wanted.
they answered well yeah it was but they're
feeling guilty about me stopping.
the Hypocrisy of people is astounding.
does my head in completely.
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