Chapter 1: The Ordinary World
Cade looked back at the horizon the site of his ancestral home still ablaze as the fiery glow could be seen in the distance.
The glimmering embers illuminated his silver eyes, a stark contrast to the dark wilderness around him. With a heavy sigh, his lips curving into a bittersweet smile, the last of the werewolf warriers, lone survivor, soldier, and Cade, began the journey into the unknown.
Cade's muscles rippled under his tattered, bloodstained clothing, evidence of the battles he fought and the countless lives he took. His heart weighed heavy with the burden of the war they had fought for centuries, the burden it was time to leave behind.
once the hunter, the warrior had now become the hunted. The vampire horde would not stop until every last one of his kind was eliminated from the earth.
It was a war that had been raging for centuries and Cade had been born into it, destined to fight until his last breath.
As he wandered the wilderness, Cade couldn't help but recall the faces of those he had lost, his family, his friends, his comrades in arms. He could still hear the victorious laughter of the vampires as they ransacked his clan's village, killing without mercy.
how the Vampires were able to amount such an assault, for centuries the werewolves were the hunters and now Cade was all that was left.
The forest, once familiar and welcoming, now seemed like a labyrinth of danger. Every shadow, every rustling leaf held the potential of a vampire waiting to strike. In the deep, dark woods, Cade struggled to adapt to this new life on his own.
But Cade was no ordinary werewolf; he was skilled, not just in combat, but in survival. he had thrived in the wilderness before, roaming with his clan, resourceful and found comfortable. He was armed with polymorphic armor and weapons that essentially disappeared when he changed into his full wolf form. His sword was magically imbued with properties specifically to kill vampires, his only give away was his eyes and scent. He had to find away to hide and get even, but at this moment he didn’t see anyway to accomplish this.
He had increased strength, smell, hearing sight, and speed. He would need these advantages to survive. As he made his way through the forest he came upon a small outcropping of rocks large enough to conceal him from above as he took shelter until morning, only then would he be safe from his would be hunters.
As Cade huddled in the shadows, the nighttime symphony of the forest began, the howls of unseen creatures echoing through the dense woodlands.
Cade listened to the eerie noises as his sensitive ears picked up every movement.
It was then he picked up a scent, one he had not smelled in what felt like an eternity - the scent of another werewolf.
The scent was faint, barely there but he knew it. He followed the scent deep into the darkness.