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After he left the house, the man went on through the small town. It was 12:07, way to late for ANYONE to see, but yet, there was light. And not a single star in the sky. It was warmer than it had been in a long time, and it was surely getting brighter. The man, knowing he couldn’t last much longer, decided to head back home.
“Where do you think yer goin’?” The man stopped, frozen. He could not move for fear of who the voice came from. More importantly – WHAT the voice came from…
As the man turned around, he saw his worst foe – the undead werewolf. His true name is Thomas Ferguson. When he was bitten by a werewolf, Thomas Ferguson was destroyed, and a new creature was born ~ Thomas Furguson. He was a skilled Werewolf, until he lost to an “Exterminator”*, and was knocked into a volcano. Three month’s later, an evil magic revived him. He came out missing the “ring” claw on his left hand, He had no ear on his right side, His left eye was permanently closed and scarred from the fight, and he was missing the flesh on his left leg. When he came out, he was undead. He has been blown up, ripped apart, and torn into shreds, but he never died. After Furguson came back to the pack, he overthrew the current leader, and he has become the most powerful Werewolf there is. Because of his undead, he never returns to human, and he has his own “gang-name”. Bright Darkness ( B.D. for short. ). The man’s opposite. The reason he was singled out.
His power, his species, his name.
His name. His name, was Darklight.
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Ok. This is my second chapter, and I would like to know how you guys like my stories so far. If you do not understand the "[]" Symbols at the beginning, please go to dafont.com and download the defused font, and you'll see it, and trust me, it looks cool!
~Davy_Mcwrecker