Before I could figure out what had happened he had Byron and Richard both on the ground at its feet.
It was larger than any wolf we had hunted before about three times the size! Its teeth dripped with blood, it walked on hind legs like a man, but was quick. The beast came into the clearing, and I gasped. We waited only moments but it felt an eternity. We jumped off our horses and prepared for the beast. We knew that it was only a matter of time before it was upon us. It seemed like days, but only hours before we heard the howl. I have a feeling we could have used it with this beast.” “Well, let’s get to it.” Jacob stated and mounted his horse. Did your potion work?” “Richard, it did not I am afraid. “Lord Earle.” I said in way of a greeting. “What are we dealing with?” “A monster of the likes we have never seen before.” An older man came up to us. The moon isn’t even high in the sky.” Jacob responded. What type of being were we dealing with? “What happened?” I asked. When I got there they were all there looking quite worried, the town had already been destroyed by the monsters.
The next night I took my horse and rode off to meet up with Jacob and the rest of the group of hunters. I would have to start from scratch again another day. I tried to pick up the desk but could not that meant the last three months were for naught. It threw me to the ground I thought I for sure was going to die. At first nothing happened and then a burning sensation traveled through me. A moment that would have defined our hunting expeditions. I had brewed the formula yesterday, and let it set. I pulled out my journal once more and started to look over my notes. I won’t be back until late.” “I hate your meetings.” “I know, but they must happen.” I kissed my wife’s check and retreated back to my study. We are going to have a meeting tomorrow night. “Jacob, until tomorrow.” I stated and showed him out. Let me know how it goes.” Jacob finished his brandy and stood up to leave. How is that little project to try to increase our strength going?” “I am going to test it on myself later.” “Shouldn’t you try it on a servant first?” “Should the servants really have that much strength if it works?” I said, though I was a fair boss and didn’t believe my help was below myself, I didn’t want to endanger their lives, however Lord Baron thought otherwise.
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“So when do you want to start the hunt?” “Tomorrow night is the first night of the full moon.” “Fine. “Here you are.” I stated and sat down across from him. “Tea?” “How about a nice brandy?” I knew he would ask, so I walked to the bar and poured him a good portion. Do we have an idea who their mortal host is?” “No.” Jacob stated simply as the maid set down our tea tray, a tray I knew would sit untouched, but it was the proper thing to offer. I am not sure if it is only one or two, but it seems like a lot of death for just one.” “They are nasty things to hunt during the full moon cycle. “What has caused the pleasure of your company?” “Heard about a monster or two, werewolves I think. “Henry! Old man, how are you?” Lord Baron greeted me as I walked into the drawing room.
“Coming, love.” I stood up from my desk and threw my journal in the drawer locking it. I couldn’t stand that man, but he was the leader of our little group of monster hunters. “Lord Baron is at the door.” I looked up from my journal. And a hunt is how I ended up the monster I am. Where I could at least be myself until they started to romanticize the monsters, we were hunted. They started to romanticize us I had a blast. Now that was a time to live in for a monster. I am sick of all these black and white monster movies.
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