ELSA’S PACK

It was clear he had no intention of giving up anytime soon and I was starting to get worn out. “Tell me is this any way to treat a lady?” I taunted. “You’re a worthless piece of shit like everyone in this damn country”.

“I might be a piece of shit but I tell you at the end of this fight, I’ll have your head on my paws” 

I sprinted forward with a little fear in my mind. I knew this wasn’t just any rogue werewolf, it was ranvir the feared. He was like the boogeyman for kids my age. Ranvir always targeted younger werewolves to kill in the most ruthless manner possible.

He tightened his jaws in anger as I drew nearer. I transformed my right and left hands only into my werewolf self and delivered punch after punch. “How brave of you to face me directly, you must feel you’re blessed by the gods” he laughed hysterically as each punch landed on him. It was clear the hits had impacts but rogue werewolves were crazy, so I wasn’t even surprised seeing this.

I extended my claws and stabbed him in his heed at the bottom of his belly, his eyes widened as blood trickled down his mouth. “Never underestimate or doubt your enemy, nor overestimate her weakness. Your death will bring justice for the many lives you’ve taken in Bulgaria”. 

“I think you’ve said enough for your age, lad. Do you really think it’s over!” His eyes exuded darkness as he pounced on me. I removed my claws from him and crossed them to protect myself from his onslaught.

I could hear my muscles scream in pain as blood oozed from my shoulder, at this point I was already reaching my limit and Ranvir though wounded wasn’t showing any sign of stopping.

I knew if I wanted to end this fast, I had to do so with my head. “Oh rogue wolf, how could you maximize such an amount of energy on a little child like myself isn't that unfair?!”. “No, I have to since it turns out you’re a pain in the neck.” 

“Now I know why you’re a rogue dog, your cowardice precedes you.” I said with a hoarse voice.

“You don’t know anything lad, I didn’t choose to be an exiled, rogue wolf I was betrayed by my country, my very own people. After everything I did for the alpha he slept with my wife and named me a traitor, as if that wasn’t enough he killed my beautiful kids”

“You might be right, but the deaths you’ve inflicted on others won’t bring back your kids.”

“Kid, the world we live in today doesn’t give shit about right or wrong, only interest and gain.” 

Ranvir was already on top of me pinning me to the hard concrete ground. As we spoke my right hand went to my leg, I took out an elixir which I never intended on utilizing today. But I was running out of options.

“Ranvir, there is such a thing as right in the world. I fight for that everyday, not just me but some others who also believe in good. It’s people like you who taint the world in their delusion of what they perceive to be justice.” 

I quickly shattered the elixir to the ground, leaving the air in a smoky grey hue which left only my vision. “Brat! I had a feeling it was weird you could stand up against me for so long. It’s you! You’re the night angel.”

“Well, that's the last secret you’ll ever know.” I said releasing my cold intent.

“Night angel, you sure do know how to talk about justice, in a country where evil is the order of the day.”

The elixir had begun its job as Ranvir wailed in pain in the hue. He slashed at the emptiness. The elixir inflicted pain on his body, Ranvir rubbed his eyes uncontrollably in agony.

This was my chance, I charged in, fully transformed as muscles teared and my eyes shorn a fiery red, dashing forward round the rogue wolf, my claws landed on his shoulder tearing a big chunk of flesh, then another at the back of his legs, then slashed a curve at his belly. 

Everything depended on this moment because I knew he was my biggest opponent so far, and one mistake could land me in jeopardy. 

“Tell me Ranvir what do you think of yourself now that this youngling is overpowering and beating you to a pulp” I asked him.

“Ahhhh, you’re the Night Angel, the justice of the fallen. How can you compare yourself to a normal teenage werewolf” Ranvir groaned.

“But at the end of the day, I am still just a child mind you. You know what they say, desperate times call for desperate measures, I am your end.”

“Hahaha, you see damn child, I was once part of the army of Andovia, a country known for its powerful military strength, a minor vigilante cannot take me down.” 

“And yet you bend a knee before me.” I retorted. The pouncing hadn’t ended yet as I continued to deliver slice after slice to every part of Ranvir's body. He had no energy left to stand but I still wondered why he spoke so confidently like he had the upper hand. 

This sent shivers down my spine. After twenty minutes of gashing and slicing I slowed down once I noticed he was on the floor in his own pool of blood.

“You are such a coward for targeting younglings, it shows how weak you’re. If truly you're a man you would have gone for the adults or even the Alpha himself who did this to you.”

“Unfortunately for you, you fell for my trap and targeted me with your fate already sealed by my hands.”

The smoke had already faded exposing the dead wolf on the ground. As I turned to leave, I felt a sudden slash.

What was that… I reached up to my neck fresh. Thick blood. It was mine. It can’t be. 

I thought he was dead. No. I was sure he was dead.