The Last Survivors

By Ahura Werewolf

This Story takes place after my Survival Part 2 Full Circle so please read that before you read this.

All Characters in this are mine please don’t use them

Part 1

The clouds started to turn black, the ground shakes. The leaves of the trees begin to fall to the ground the smell of fire and burnt flesh wafts through the air. Xenophos looks up at the sky, the heavens open up with blood red rain. He says “so man has finally destroyed this world.” Xenophos is the son of Eru and Kee the last known surviving werewolves. His parents had been hunted down and killed by the humans leaving him to take care of himself.

He had managed to meet up with the daughter of Gam also one of the last survivors of the Outcast Pack. He gripped the pommel of his sword and looked as the humans massed together, their torches burning. He could hear them saying “we will kill the remaining werewolves tonight” the humans cheered, from behind him he heard the rustling of the leaves and turned around with his sword drawn.

From the bushes strode forth Presa the daughter of Gam. She looked at him quizzically and asked “whats going on” he replies “the humans are mustering” she looked at him then looked at the rain splashing on her pelt. She asks “why is the rain water red” he says “because of the humans are destroying the planet” Xenophos looks away and walks into the forest followed by Presa.

As Xenophos walks through the forest he stumbles across a pit in the ground in it are the bodies of wolves impaled on stakes. Xenophos could feel the remorse and sadness in the air like the spirits of the fallen wolves desired to live again. Presa covers her nose with her paw and looks at Xenophos saying “the humans must stop before they kill everything” He looks back at her and nods, he walks away from the pit praying in his head for peace for the souls of the wolves.

Xenophos walks to a near by stream and takes a drink the water tastes a bit sour he notices the water is tinged pink he looks up stream and sees two dead deer laying there. Presa looks at the bodies and runs up to them and starts to devour them Xenophos looks at her and says “why” she replies “well lets not waste good meat” he joins her in eating the deer.

Afterwards Presa falls asleep while Xenophos stands guard, he watches as the blood red sun descends behind the hills. He thinks “this is when the humans start to attack” his grip around the pommel of the sword tightens. He hears the rustling of leaves as the breezes blows by, the feeling of the cool earth beneath his paws. The wind starts to pick up, he can smell the stench of the humans as they approach their location. Xenophos walks up to Presa and nudges her awake, she looks up at him and says “what’s going on” he nods towards the woods and says one word “humans” she gets up of the ground and stands next to him her hand on her sword.

Xenophos’s senses become heighten he can hear the wind as it whips through his fur, he hears the thumping of Presa’s heart and the rise and fall of her breathing. He notices shapes among the trees moving towards them. He unsheathes his sword it glistens in the moonlight like icy death, he looks behind him and sees Presa with her sword drawn as well. All of a sudden gun fire bursts from the woods Xenophos ducks behind a tree and thinks “damn there are to many of them” he looks across from him and sees Presa laying on the ground trying to take cover from the bullets.

He looks at her and rushes into the forest swinging his sword at everything. He hears the terror filled scream of a human then the human crumples to the ground and is still. The humans turn and fire at him one of the bullet hits him in the thigh he roars in pain. He stabs his sword through the chest of the nearest human, blood spurts from the wound covering his face. Five more bullets slam into his body, he hears Presa scream “NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!” he hit’s the ground looking up at the canopy of trees and the twinkling of the stars.

A human walks up to him, and points his rifle down at his face. Just as the human reaches for the trigger Presa rushes up and kills him. She hauls Xenophos’s limp form onto her shoulders and runs through the forest away from the humans. Xenophos feels the wind rush by his face, he can feel his life’s blood draining from his wounds. He smells Presa’s fur against his muzzle, his thoughts become fuzzy and he prepares to die. Presa bites into his arms sensing his heart is failing saying “don’t you leave me” Xenophos’s heart jumps and starts to beat faster. She smiles saying “good now just hold on”

She finds a hollow tree and lays Xenophos into it and starts to pull the bullets out of his wounds. She notice the bullets are made out of silver, they burn in her hand. She rushes and pulls out all of the silver bullets and then seals the wounds with some herbs and poultices. Xenophos wakes up early the next morning he looks at Presa sleeping at his side then moves his paw down towards his wounds and finds them closed up. He looks at her and whispers “thank you” he falls back asleep.

To Be Continued…………………