The two moons illuminated my way as I walked silently through the whispering forest...the full moons were here. I was content, even though the change was coming soon...I felt... content, happy, at peace. The natural beauty of the forest swept all of my worries away as I took a breath of fresh, cold air. This only lasted for a few moments as I came to reality... I have no right of this inner peace! I am a monster! An unholy abomination! I collapsed out of guilt and fear. All I can remember is me out hunting so I could bring back some food for my wife and little girl.
I had no luck in the past few days and was extremely determined to feed my family. "I will bring back food for my family!" "I will be a hero to them!". If it had just swallowed my pride and went home with no food they would still be alive. My stomach cringed with pain, I did not want to remember the next part but it was as if someone was forcing me to remember more. As they do every day and night.

I heard an almighty howl. The land seemed to shake in response. Something was sprinting towards me! It was on all fours. Before I could even tell what was chasing me, the wolf like creature stood up on two legs and pounced on me and hit me like a giant. I am sure a few of my bones broke on impact but I took no notice as I was desperately fighting for my life. I blindly punched around and managed to hit it in the eye as the beast clutched it and howled sadistically in pain. It recovered in seconds but I was able to take a peak at what this creature was. It was a werewolf... In my fright I froze. This gave the werewolf enough time to recover and was now running madly in my direction. I came to my senses and drew my blade... It did not even pierce it's skin. I was about to accept my fate but the creature howled with pain and crashed into the dirt. Behind the creature was a complete stranger in a cloak masking his face with a silver blade drenched in the werewolves crimson blood.

My mind blanked. It took me a few moments to realize what just happened. It seemed like it happened for seconds... or was it minutes? I had no idea but as I came to my senses the stranger spoke, "Every person has 2 lives, welcome to your second one."I fell unconscious moments later. I woke to an elderly man shaking me gently. "Wake up young in", I looked around the forest for the creature that attacked me and the stranger in the cloak. No sign of either... I was covered in scratches and bite marks and had bled pretty badly while I was unconscious. The pain was almost unbearable getting up but the elderly man assisted me, sensing I was having difficulty getting up. As the old man helped me home he was curious on how I ended up unconscious with multiple cuts and bite marks. I responded "Big wolf" which was partly true but I prefered not to tell a total stranger the whole story, even though he was incredibly kind.

It took a few hours to get home and for such an old man he was pretty strong as he was supporting almost my whole weight. He helped me into my home and lay me down on my bed. My wife heard us come in and came running to my aid. "Wesker! Wesker!" my wife pushed the old man aside and begged for me to tell her what happened. I told her the whole story after the old man bid us a farewell. My wife thanked him with 50 gold pieces but he turned them down and made his way out of our home. My wife lay me in bed to rest for a few days. We would have to spend some gold in the town for food for a while. Days passed. My wife was deeply concerned with my condition. As was I. I heard my little girl ask my wife. "Mommy what's wrong with father?" She replied "Oh don't worry baby it is fine, just all his work has made him very tired so he must sleep for a few days. Even though she saw my cuts and bite marks she accepted the answer without question.

I had been in my bed for 3 days and 2 nights. My wife said she was hearing me growl like an animal in my sleep... this worried me. It was to be a full moon that night and If I had any idea what would take place that night, I would have went out to the woods and hanged myself. I was having nightmare's about the werewolf that attacked me. As it attacked me I stabbed it with a silver blade. The creature then shrank into a smaller human like size then revealed itself to be me. I woke up sweating with terror. A great pain came into my stomach... it was as if something was trying to force itself out. I fell out of my bed with a crash! To my horror I was growing fur... a voice whispered into my head "Welcome to the family my new child". I ignored the voice and focused on the incredible pain which was now all over my body. I heard the footsteps of my wife and child rushing into the room. I forced myself up and locked the door... I had to protect them as I was becoming something not myself. The fur was now all over my body and I again collapsed to the ground. I felt my bones reshaping themselves, my senses increasing, my screams turning into howls. I was no longer Wesker... I was an abomination. My wife used busted the weak wooden door open. They stared in horror as the beast they once knew and loved tore them apart... limb... from... limb...

I was in that beast when it attacked. I saw myself tear apart those who cared about me most. I don't deserve life. But my fear now prevents me from finishing myself for good. I was now back in the whispering forest. I got up as if nothing happened...I have no more to remember. But I will remember those moments every day and night for the rest of my life. I made my way to the cave where I now stayed. I did not deserve any better. I made my way past the burnt out fire and makeshift bed down to a deeper part of the cave. There stood a cage which I visited once every 2 months. I took the key and locked myself inside. I then stuck the key to my back with a substance I found earlier in the cave. The change was coming again...



Hope you enjoyed this ! I know my grammer is terrible and my spelling is not the best! Please tell me ways to improve this as i am interested in becoming a writer! Also if enough people ask for it (I doubt it) i will continue . PEACE! :celebration:

This belongs in the artwork and fanfic section.

Sorry new to these forums!

It's ok.

Anyway, good story!

Thanks! Good to hear it! Any things you think I can improve?

Well, just take a moment to describe your emotions of the situation at hand or describe the sights and sounds as Wesker.

Thanks, I sort of rushed it but this will come in handy in my longer stories :read:

Good story, but there is definetly room for improvement and I can see that you can write a capable story. First, when stating numbers it's best to write "Two" instead of "2" or "Fifty" rather than "50". Unless when writing a place that is called "Lucky 23" or something like that.

Also, seperate the paragraphs and sentances when writing a quote. For example.

You wrote: It took a few hours to get home and for such an old man he was pretty strong as he was supporting almost my whole weight. He helped me into my home and lay me down on my bed. My wife heard us come in and came running to my aid. "Wesker! Wesker!" my wife pushed the old man aside and begged for me to tell her what happened. I told her the whole story after the old man bid us a farewell. My wife thanked him with 50 gold pieces but he turned them down and made his way out of our home. My wife lay me in bed to rest for a few days. We would have to spend some gold in the town for food for a while. Days passed. My wife was deeply concerned with my condition. As was I. I heard my little girl ask my wife. "Mommy what's wrong with father?" She replied "Oh don't worry baby it is fine, just all his work has made him very tired so he must sleep for a few days. Even though she saw my cuts and bite marks she accepted the answer without question.

Should be written: It took a few hours to get home and for such an old man he was pretty strong as he was supporting almost my whole weight. He helped me into my home and lay me down on my bed. My wife heard us come in and came running to my aid.

"Wesker! Wesker!" my wife pushed the old man aside and begged for me to tell her what happened. I told her the whole story after the old man bid us a farewell. My wife thanked him with 50 gold pieces but he turned them down and made his way out of our home. My wife lay me in bed to rest for a few days. We would have to spend some gold in the town for food for a while. Days passed. My wife was deeply concerned with my condition. As was I.

I heard my little girl ask my wife. "Mommy what's wrong with father?"

She replied "Oh don't worry baby it is fine, just all his work has made him very tired so he must sleep for a few days. Even though she saw my cuts and bite marks she accepted the answer without question.

But remember, I am also a writer, as you are. So I cannot be judging too much because some of my own work needs...well...alot of work

But that's what I saw that was incorrect. Also, if you need any help on werewolf lore, you can PM me and I will do my best to help. Keep writing!

Hmm i see before i post a story i should probably spend more time on it thanks for the advice and good luck with future writing!