THE REVENGE OF A WEREWOLF

HOPE IS NOT WEAK

Like my mom always said “Spes Non-Est Infirma” for where there is light there is warmth like no other.”

“wake up!!”

Who said that?

I am even hearing things now, where am I?

“wake up!! Stren!!” a voice calmly aggressive like the wind brushes through my ear.

Wait! Where am I, liaris, is she awake? Why am I not moving, I can’t see anything, am I blind?, I can’t talk, I can’t feel my own body.

“Wake up.”

Wait I know that voice. MOM!

“MOM!” I shouted out loud forcing myself awake. I was in the same spot in the cave. I looked to my right and then my left but I found no one but whom was already here.

I wonder if their spirits wish to hunt me for what I had caused.

“Stand up.” I said out loud to myself. I need to get to the end of the cave. For the safety of my sister.

I tried to stand but I couldn’t, my legs felt like jelly, but it was better than before, liaris was still unconscious but she was still breathing.

It was dark, I could sense that it was Day, I could sense that it was day but the cold sensation of these rocky ground may make you think otherwise. I have strong senses, in fact, the strongest in my family. I was known for my heightened senses and I didn’t need to transform for that. It was just my gift. Yet I couldn’t sense betrayal when it was in front of me, teeth to teeth.

I preceded to stand, as I steadied my breathing. Each inhale feeling like a suffocation was about to begin. Yet I continued to breathe. Step by step, it begun, my motion had given me locomotion.

Uneven walls were my support but they did enough, enough to get me closer and closer to my objective.

I had a hunch that the entrance had another opening and I wasn’t wrong, getting to the end of the cave I saw an opening and though it was smaller than the main entrance, it was a way for humans to find us.

I had to do something but what?

The cave had a small entrance leading to the main entrance, more like a small backdoor to the main door.

“I will close it somehow” I said., I gathered my strength again once more. I need to save liaris if not myself. I forced myself to stand up on my own even though the aches were gruesome, I managed to stand on my feet.

Then a rock fell from the ceiling and though it was just a pebble it gave me an idea.

I will close the cave with the dirt and rocks hanging from above.

That was the best idea.

It was easy, I would cause a disturbance that would cause the rocks and dirt t fall from above. The happiness of my brilliance struck a nerve and a smirk surfaced.

Until the realization hit me that is.

I can’t even walk properly, how will I throw a punch so hard it will cause a chain reaction?

That’s it!

An art manifestation.

But then again.

No miracle was going to happen here, if don’t do it right I will fail. My body was not in the best state for any art manifestation.

Now I really wish I learnt a lot of healing manifestations but even still what will be my medium? Sigh.

But I still had to do this.

I already had one in mind. BOULDER. This is a dangerous ART that triples the weight of one’s body. The only problem is, not just anyone can use it or better said, you can’t use it in just any situation.

As the weight of your body triples, the heaviness of your body doubles.

But I have to use it, I had an idea, though it was risky.

I will only use it on a part of my body but if I am not careful, that part of me could legit fall off. But let’s see.

“HHHhhhhhh” I exhaled, gathering all my strength.

This was the big idea, I needed to do this, and then my work will be complete. My fingers stiffened with bad blood had to move. My legs that felt twisted and feeble had to gather power.

Here goes nothing.

“ART: BOULDER.” I said as I began to feel the heaviness of my very form.

FOCUS: LEFT HAND” I said as the art manifestation shifted all to the part I called.

I had one shot, so with all of my focus.

I punched the wall with all I had left.

“…” Nothing happened, there was no rumble…

“Ha” I let out, retracting my fist from the hole it made in the wall but I couldn’t maintain my balance as the sudden weakness came in.

I fell; my back facing the floor as I gasped for air.

This is it, I guess my plans didn’t work, at least I hope before the hunters come she will be awake.

I thought as I laid there gasping. But then.

I began to feel vibrations from the ground, it was obvious, there was a rumbling.

The cave shook and the ground vibrated, I may have triggered a landslide but that was what I wanted, I wanted to seal us in, I laid there as the fulfilment slowly widened my lips but I guess just like before I was too quick to conclude.

The rumbling did not just trigger a landslide but also it aligned with my plan, the cave was falling apart and I was right in the middle of it and the chances of being hit by one of the rocks from this spiky ceiling was very much possible, so I tried to move but my body refused to give me hearing.

I knew out of the many, one of the rocks would locate me and indeed I was spot on, there was one, not so big and not so small, in between but still a rock falling from that height was dangerous and lethal enough to break the skull of a human but I am not human, I am a WEREWOLF.

The rock fell carrying Dirt and pebbles with itself coming straight for my head, I would easily dodge this but I am too weak to even move, I have lost a lot of blood and though it’s all dry, my wounds are still open and my blood has not been replenished.

I turned my head to the side and waited for its impact.

“THUD!” it hit me as it broke to pieces. I was stronger, or I would say my head was stronger, that still didn’t mean I was invisible, it only meant that I was stronger.

The effect came forth and I bled out once more, I was at this point getting tired of seeing blood and I was getting tired of being alive also, I had caused this with my own hand, around me was rubble, so much it covered me and exposed just my chest and head.

As time went on I got progressively weaker and I started to loose my eye sight, everything was blurry and now I had just the voices in my mind, in my mind I had no need for my eyes and legs, I could just think of that and it will be so.

“I hate my life, I hate myself, this serves me right.” The last words I uttered before it all went blank; my eyesight went blank and I could see nothing but also, I could see a light.

Rebecca, was I too blind? was I too blind to see that through your lies, Lidus warned me but I was too foolish, I have caused all of this, I painted everything red, I broke the hearts of my loved ones and now I will die, the only redeeming quality that will cloth my heart is that I saved one, my beloved sister, I pray she lives on for now it’s my time and I have sang my sad song.