User:Ahnika21/La Bête du Gévaudan

=Chapter one=

'''My eyelids heavy, the pain in my side burning. “Jack, I’m going to need you to move your legs,” said Marcel. He adjusted my arm that’s around his shoulder, I moaned as my side burned with pain. “Sorry, you were slipping.”'''

'''“Just leave me. Just because I’m going to die does not mean you have to die with me,” I said, the pain growing worse.'''

“Don’t say that, you are my best friend and, quite frankly, my only friend,” Marcel said trying his hardest to hold me up.

“I’m-” 

'''“We found them!” shouted a british soldier waving for the rest to come over. Seconds past and three other men showed up. One of them had a musket with a bayonet on it, one had a spontoon and the others had swords. They were muscular men, they wore their british colors loud and proud. They were filthy with dirt and mud all over them. Their hair was all messy, large evil grins filled their face.'''

'''“God I want this war to be over,” Marcel stated. “We need to turn and run, can you run?”'''

'''“If that means saving my life, than yes,” I added. We started to take steps back, without knowing we went for broke. '''

'''We sprinted as fast as we could, I almost didn’t make it. The pain was overwhelming. I wanted to give up, but I thought of my sister. I thought of her long brown hair, her deep ocean blue eyes, her smile, and most of all, the love she had for me. She was my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, and the only relative I had left.'''

'''I couldn’t give up, I couldn’t leave her. She wouldn’t be able to manage. She barely made it through my parents deaths, nonetheless mine. I moved my legs as fast as I could. Marcel was dragging behind to make sure I wouldn’t slow down. '''

'''“Come on boy’s, we can’t let these French scums get away!” yelled the man with the musket. I’m guessing he was the caption of this small squad. '''

'''I threw Marcel into the bushes with me along with him. We got up and ran behind a fallen tree. I could hear the soldiers sneaking around. I relaxed and leaned back. In the moonlight I could see two glowing, red eyes. The outline of a huge animal, but not one I have seen. It had black fur, long daggers on its fingers. It stood on two feet, almost like a human. The beast's growl was threatening. '''

'''I started to shake Marcel. His attention ripped from the soldiers to me, then to the beast. I have never seen him so afraid. The beast got closer. It stared right at me. Marcel got up pointing his sword right at it. The beast threw him to the tree right in front of the British soldiers. They looked at the beast. The soldier with musket pointed it at the thing standing right in front of me. '''

'''The abomination threw a loud roar their way. It threw its legs toward the soldiers. I have never seen an animal with that speed. I took this time to get up and try to run the other way. I looked over the tree and saw the thing rip them to shreds. I almost fainted. The crime scene was horrific. I started to run faster, trying to get the h-e double hockey sticks out of here. '''

'''I watched the monster until I got over the hill. I ran as fast as I could. The fear must have beaten the pain to a bloody pulp, because I couldn’t feel it anymore. I could hear snapping sticks behind me. I looked behind me and there was nothing. I stopped running, I could hear the threatening growl from a few minutes ago. I slowly turned around a saw those two glowing orbs. The orbs that had thrown my friend, the orbs that murdered those men that was just fighting for what they thought is right. I don’t even know if Marcel is alive or not.'''

'''Right before I started to run, I wondered. Why has it not killed me yet, it had immediately hurt Marcel and the soldiers, but not me. Is it playing with its food? I thought, the rage growing every minute.'''

'''“Just kill me already!” I exclaimed falling to my knees. “You beast, kill me!”'''

'''“La bête, la bête... I like it,” a voice said. I looked up, it was a man standing in front of me, not a beast. He was pacing around in front of me. He was naked…. I was very uncomfortable. He had short brown hair, he had a little scrub growing around his mouth. He had scars and cuts all over his body. His abs were bulging out, honestly, I’m a little jealous. There was a long line where hair was missing on his chest. The glowing orbs slowly faded and I noticed he had emerald green eyes. '''

“What, I mean, who are you?” I asked keeping eye contact with the man in front of me.

'''“You don’t know me, but I know you. Your name is Jack Reed, your a French soldier, you have a sister. Her name is Marie-Jeanne Reed. She is a pretty little thing,” the man added. I could feel my nerves being struck by a hot rod. '''

'''I stood up, and looked the man dead in the eyes. “You leave my sister out of this,” I hissed. The man took a step back and a large grin filled his face.'''

'''“Ah… A protective brother, just what the world needs... I like you,” the man examined my face. “You would be a great beta, and maybe even an alpha.”'''

“What in the hell is an alpha?”

'''“Moi,” the man’s eyes started to glow a bright red, the bones in his back started to crack. The man fell to the ground, I could see his spin changing. He looked up his eyes monstrous, he smiled, large spikes filled his mouth. He reached for his arm almost like it hurt, but instead he pulled off a large chunk of his skin, there was a patch of black fur. He got onto his knees and reached for his back and pulled all of the skin off of his back. He got on hands and knees, it looked like something was crawling out of his back. The skin started to rip and I could hear a growl, the same demonic growl. Before you knew it, the beast from before was standing in front of me. The black fur, the glowing eyes, the claws on his fingers, and the spikes for teeth. '''

'''I tripped over a branch. The terror took over my body and made it impossible to get up. All I could do is watch, I had to take control of my body. Marie! I couldn’t let this beast have my sister, I had to do something. I can’t fight this thing. I took control of the fear and got up. Run! I thought. My body turned, my feet grabbing the ground, and ran. I ran as fast as I could. I saw the four dead soldiers, but not Marcel. I couldn’t think of that right now. '''

'''I heard the same snapping branches, I looked up. There he was. The beast, la bête. I couldn’t let him get me, I ran as fast as I could. I took a quick left turn, just going deeper into the forest. I took a quick look back and saw le loup, le monstre. He was fast, I knew eventually he’d get me, but until then I’d keep going.'''

'''He did his jump technique, but this time he got me. My stomach hit the ground hard, the pain in my side grew. I turned to my back, forgetting all about the beast that made me fall. He stood there, his chest going in, and come out. I tried to stand back up, but the beast pushed me back down. He was abnormally strong, but what can I say the man turned into a wolf.'''

'''He was pushing down so hard I was having trouble breathing. His face got very close to mine. His bright, red eyes staring into mine. He let go of my chest and stood up. I was confused, was he going to kill me? Was he not going to kill me? All of a sudden a loud noise filled my ears. I thought my eardrums were going to explode. I looked at the creature and saw he was howling to the moon. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he looked at me. Somehow the monstrous grin came back. He grabbed my arm, and hanked me toward him. He held my arm to his mouth and bit down.'''

'''The pain was worse than before. The feeling of daggers jabbing your skin. I could feel his teeth going through each layer of skin, I could feel the skin separate from one another. I screamed, the pain so overwhelming I couldn’t hold it in anymore. His jaw let me go, I fell to the ground my arm in my hand. I didn’t understand what happened. I looked up and saw the wolf turn back to man.'''

“What did you do to me!” I shouted, the anger was growing.

“Your welcome,” he said with a little chuckle.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“I turned you, your my beta now.”

'''“Screw you! I’m not your beta, whatever that means.”'''

“Well if you live you’ll be my beta.”

“If I live?”

“Ah, yes, forgot I had not told you.”

“Told me what?”

'''“You’ll either live or you’ll die. If you live, you’ll become one of us, but if you die. Well… you die”'''

“Oh really, thanks for that.”

'''“What? So what your telling me is that I will either live and become a monster or I will die.”'''

“Yes, that is what I am telling you, are you deaf?”

“Why did you chose me?”

'''“Because, Jack, your different. You like to protect everyone, and I’m hoping that you can be a better than me.”'''

'''“What do you mean better than you?” “I’m a monster, I’m a beast, not a hero, not a protector,” his eyes started to drift to the ground. “I’m hoping that you will be the hero and protector of Gévaudan.”'''

“Why can’t you change?”

'''“I kill because I have no control, I kill because I’m addicted to killing-” he was cut off with the sound of a snapping branch. We both turn. No one there.'''

'''“I have to go, I’ll come and find you on the full moon. If your alive,” he added running off into the darkness of the night.'''

'''I was left there with a bloody arm, a confused mind, and something that I’m hoping is human. I got up, not much strength left. '''

'''Another snapping branch, I turned to look. I saw a shadow, it was fast. “Hello!” I shouted hoping to not get a response.'''

'''“Bonjour!” I got a response. It was a man, sounded to be in mid to late twenties. '''

“Who are you?”

“Qui es-tu?” the man asked.

“But see I asked you first.”

“Tu sais qui je suis.”

“I don’t know who you are, please, give me a hint at least.”

“Je pense que tu me connaîtrais par ma voix.”

“What do you mean I know you?”

'''“Cela signifie que je pense que vous le sauriez par ma voix,” the voice started to get more silent. Tree branches broke under his footsteps.'''

“Can you speak english?”

'''“Of course I can, but I prefer french,” the man said. He moves swiftly, giving me little to no time to see his shadow.'''

“Why is that?”

'''“Well because it is my foreign language. When I speak english I feel like those british scum.”'''

“Me too, but I have learned to live with it.”

“What did that man do to you?”

'''“What do you mean? I am confused, he did nothing,” I put my hand over my wound, hoping that the man didn’t see it.'''

“The wound on your arm.”

'''Damn he saw it. I didn’t know what to say. I could lie and say I ran into some british soldiers but he knew it was the man. The man that said I might die. “I ran into some british soldiers.”'''

'''“You are lying. I saw you with the naked man, you asked him what he did to you. He said that you would either live and become one of him or you will die. So what did he mean when he said you will either become one of him or you will die?”'''

“I don’t know, you scared him away before I got a chance to ask him.”

“Sorry dear friend,” I heard russling from behind one of the trees and saw Marcel come around.

'''“Marcel what the hell! I thought you were a hunter.”'''

“It’s good to see you alive.”

'''“Yeah, you too. What happened to you? I ran back and you weren’t there.”'''

'''“I could ask you the same question. I woke up and you weren’t there, I started to walk around hoping to find you and I did.”'''

“We should start going home.”

“That sounds like great idea.”