WereWolf Chronicles

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(I've excluded names again because I forgot the order of deaths. This is chapter two of the story. Again, I hope you readers enjoy. Thanks again to the participants. Here we go)

Chapter 2: Not So Silent Revenge

Let me tell the tale of village that once was terrorized by a pack of
wolves. The wolves came and terrorized the the people, took their
livestock and even killed the villagers. One day a villager decided to
stand up and and said "Enough is enough". With that, the terrors of
the night were slane, but at a heavry price. This is the story of what
happened afterwards.

With a peace finally settling over the land, the people began rebuild
and try to prosper again. This was a time of peace, but it was uneasy.
One night in the silence animals of the village were attacked and killed.
That morning it was obvious, that the wolves had returned. Their former
leader, now dead, had stood up against the wolves and now another villager
must do the same. By the end of the day, they had elected a new person,
but little did they know that the newly elected cheif was a werewolf in
disguise. With that the rise of the full moon that night would signal the
beginning of the end.

During that night, cupid himself fell in love with the villages alchemist.
The two's fate would entwine til the bitter end. That night, the wolves
would attack three of the innocent. The attack was swift and brief.
The town drunk wondered and happened to wonder into the empty house of
the village leader, only to find it empty. As morning came the smell of
blood was present in the air once again.

They would follow the smell to a innocent villagers house. Inside was her
tathered body stained with blood. Covered with the marks of a wolf. Yet
that was not all. Next door blood seeped from underneath, inside laid
nother dead body. Another innocent villager killed that night. That would
be two of the thirteen that stood to stop the wolves.

Further away from the houses there was still the smell of blood. Inside
the house lay a pool of blood on the floor. The body was in bed, with an
empty bottle in hand. Cupid himself was attacked, but was saved by his
beloved and her life potion. Even though he would recover, people still
began to accuss each other of being a wolf. The first to accuse was the
village leader who blamed another villager assisted by his fellow wolves.
In the end, even with all the arguments and yelling, a decision was made.
The accussed was sentenced to death by firing squad and theats what they
did. Only after did they learn he was an innocen villager. As grief
settled onto the turn, the light of the moon had everyone returning to
their house, except the drunk.

That night, the village drunk happened onto another house to find it empty.
He slept the night there and would stay alive that night. Unfortunely,
that night would be most tragic. Two villagers disappeared that night,
never to be heard from again. They were assumed dead, their bodies never
found.

The morning sun revealed a dead body in the center of town. An innocent
villager laid there with his blood seeping into the ground. There was more
though, as a door from a nearby house laid. Inside three laid dead, on the
close side two bodies tightly embraced in each others arms. The lovers,
cupid and the town alchemist, both killed by wolves, would be together in
the afterlife. On the other side of the house laid a body with a broken
bottle of poison in hand. The partial transformed wolf laid there dead. He
resembled their town leader and was soon discovered to be infact him.
In awstruck, the people couldn't believe that their leader had decieved
them for so long. Yet to their relief, one of the wolves were dead.

Again rumors and anger flew through the villagers. They argued into the
afternoon and late into the evening. The firing was squad was informed
that they were required soon. Finally a vote happened, and the firing
squad was to fire upon one of their own. The death of the leader of the
firing squad left four people alive when the night came. That night a blue
moon was apparent. The wolves would come out and play that night, and
finish off the remaining villagers.

The morning sun rose upon the now empty village, the first light revealed
the last villagers, dead in the town squard. The revenage of the wolves
now done, move onwards.

That is the tale of the village that once stood proud, now abandoned.

The End... For now