My name is Fred, Freddrick Walker.
“Bloody hell, I swear Cocytus isn’t as cold as this”, I complained as it was freezing cold at this point of the night. The heat from the torch was barely helping and it was constantly being blown off by the wind. I adjusted my hat as I took slow steps. If anyone is reading this I’d want you to know I’m not your ordinary type of guy or person or whatever you want to call it.
I positioned myself to a combat stance as the rustling became louder and closer towards me. A black figure rose up from it and the light; ever so bright from the moon revealed a tremendous lycan. I could see its breath as it was growling in hunger, eyes as red as blood and drool pouring out from its mouth.
A direct hit from that would’ve sent me flying back to where I was born. Its claws were bare it sliced its way towards my direction. I parried the assault with my blade. I used whatever remaining strength I had to take cover behind a tree, though it won’t help much but a few seconds is all I need to do what I need to do next. Humans are weak beings and they are never able to fight against any creature on this planet that has defensive mechanisms such as claws, teeth, etc. I quickly grabbed a small bottle containing a mixture that enhances every physical aspect of a human.
The lycan and I exchanged countless blows before it started to slow down. Silver always does the trick. As I was about to give the final blow, the werewolf settled down as if it gave up and wanted me to kill it. Time froze, for a moment I felt as if I was so insignificant compared to that thing as a cold chill went down my spine.
“Jake! We got a big one here!”, I shouted towards the monastery where a man was waiting outside there.
Taking out the few needles, with the remaining strength I have left from the vial, I propelled myself towards it. It swiped it arms, I was able to dodge it and then countered it by inserting the needle into it with the monstrous force I had. The crossbows force was not enough to penetrate its skin, sometimes, you got to do things manually. It flinched as the silver works it ways through its blood stream like poison. I stabbed a few more in it back and arms, slowing its movements. I could see that it was starting to get exhausted, and a final blow to its neck brought it to its knees, and it collapsed after that.
“All in a day’s work. Fighting those things can be really tiring at times” I told Jake
“When am I going to join in the action Fred?” Jake asked. Jake was still a novice hunter, where they would support the elite hunters backing them up with items and information. Something like a sidekick but not really.