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Trevor laughed as he commanded his men who were already strolling towards Mr Pompous, taking a fight stance but he was calm. They moved to grab him but all happened in the twinkle of an eyes. He pulled his hand from his pocket and targeted it expertly at angles towards the throat of the men. They all dropped to the ground, convulsing, with jabbed needles attached to the sides of their neck. How could he be so fast? Was he the real devil? Everly called him 'The Beast Of New York' My eyes blinked in disbelief as he resumed strolling in my direction with his unwavering gaze fixed on mine.

“It’s a pleasure to see not just two great Humanes but four of them; one of each is enough to fully annihilate a thousands ordinary beast beings. All at once. I’m honored.“ Hailed a bald dark skinned male with the letter ‘H’ tattooed on his lower chin looking more like a traditional lower Ichin tattoo. Dressed in a long, flowing white robe with long sleeves decorated with golden embroidery around his neck-line down to his chest and both the tips of his sleeves while holding a cap closer to his chest area. ‘A thousand beast’ is the way beings outside the Beast kingdom do gauge each and everyone’s potential or know how strong they are in respect to Beasts elevated population. And to my idea, i

The tiny hairy man stood in the technology room, two men sitting in front of him, working on details on the computer. All three of them were wearing headsets and watching the show go down. Never had they taken on such a risky mission. Kidnapping a girl from one of the most respected Northside families was nothing like taking one from the Southside without parents that nobody would miss. But, even as they had already bid the girl off to a nasty buyer in Switzerland, Beast was not doing this for money. His objective was to capture both of the Jones men, leave the Vipers without leaders, and then take them all down, one by one.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

I gasped and took in the crisp smell of magic and realised that Xavier had formed a shield around my body so that my skin was actually glowing blue, like a sheer sheet of blue light woven into a net was covering my skin. He didn't say a word and that was what I wanted. I closed my eyes and didn't open them until we had stopped. I looked up at his face but he was looking ahead, his eyes glowing and fangs peeking through his lips. I followed his stare and nearly screamed as I came face to face with a half wolf, half man. It was growling at me, his paw open, dripping blood as it looked up at the sky and howled and that was when I knew it was Devon.

We need to figure out a way to test our theories, but so far, we haven't found one. My rib pops, which is Beast's way of telling me to back off and stop overanalyzing. I let go of my human side again and give Beast the lead. It's time to kill hellhounds. Beast goes for the largest of the five. Bending low, he strikes at the hip socket in a quick flash before moving out of range. He knows to avoid teeth and claws, and quickly spits out chunks of gristle. The monster spins around facing us and attacks. Beast jumps over him, landing a few feet away and leaving enough space to dive forward and grab another bite of rotted flesh. When Beast moves out of the charging path of the monster, we're hit

The Beast appeared before him! But his appearance was pitiful. His hands were chained so tightly that blood was streaming down them from under the shackles. There are hematomas and bruises on the face, both legs are bent at the wrong angle, which indicated that they were broken, and the most interesting thing is that the Beast did not regenerate. He was simply unable to! After all, in addition to everything that John saw, the man was hung on two sharp iron hooks that were stuck under his ribs on both sides. And blood flowed from the wounds. And yet, John was absolutely sure of this, a special concoction was given to the captive, which did not allow him to turn into the Beast in order to heal

We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts. "My sister is very much a real person, and she is not a beast. She is the kindest of us all. She is pure of heart. She is the closest to our creator! SHE CARES ABOUT HUMANS AND THEIR SURVIVAL, EVEN THOUGH NO MATTER WHAT WE DO, IT'S NEVER ENOUGH. DO NOT CALL HER A BEAST AGAIN. WE ARE LYCANS! THE RACE OF PROTECTORS! THOUSANDS OF US HAVE DIED FOR YOUR KIND. THE VERY LEAST YOU CAN DO IS BE RESPECTFUL," I shout, as my turbulent emotions take over.

The Eclipse Towers, once a haven of secrecy, now echoed with the clash of rival gangs and the banter of two worlds colliding. The masked guy in front of us attacked Hendrix first, but Hendrix reflexes are too fast to be hit by him. The room erupted into chaos as the gang members squared off against us. Bottles crashed, chairs toppled, and the dark atmosphere intensified. Hendrix, showcasing the skills that made him different from normal humans, effortlessly dodged a swing from a beefed-up thug. "Easy there, big guy," he taunted, landing a swift counterpunch that sent the thug stumbling.