Skull Dog Oc Novels & Stories

“Here’s your killer, Chief. Look at this fucker! Goddamn monster!” He jangled the dog’s body at us as he talked. It looked like a German Shepherd. Maybe a mix with something else. It was big but still had to be a quarter of the size of what I’d seen by the Skoger place. “Caught this fucker out behind the Pamida. Bill Crenshaw’s wife said she’d seen it up round the high school last couple days with a mangy look. Sonofabitch must’ve been rabid and gone after poor ole Pete.”

She believed in her strength, just not enough to take Death on in single combat. The two allies she had were considerably strong in their own rights. Odoroku was a shadowy man with long arms and claws. He was wearing black wrappings all over his body that almost matched his skin. He looked similar to Death, except his face was more pronounced through his dark smoke, with two white eyes peering through. He also had horns sticking out of his head.

“Hide here, don’t go anywhere unless you see the danger come towards you.” She nodded, looking at me as shook as she was looking at the Ogre. Well, it was her first time seeing us in the Lycan form. I took my leap and helped Declan finish this matter quickly. We used our sharp, long, claws, to slash his skin. Ogres are known for their thick skin and skull but their brain cell don’t match their big head. They are really dangerous and munch everything that has flesh. With their large, lower fangs sticking out to their face, it only adds to the disoriented look on their face.

And a human skull adorned his head. He wore a necklace made of human skulls too on his chest. Death and destruction were flashing in his eyes. Immediately behind him, the mighty Hunger Rider emerged, astride his black Agalariept. The body of this monster had skin stuck to the bones. His face looked like a charred human face. A whip tangled around the neck of this powerful immortal. Those who had a braver heart would have been terrified by the vision.

Everyone stills, yearned to see their killer with their own eyes. And see the Irony. It was the sight of the most beautiful wolf they had ever seen. His bones starts shifting. The bloody torn clothes he wore, getting ripped off. To take form into a shining black wolf, triple a normal wolves size. Eyes silver, fur black and claws even darker. " Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" He roars again. His eyes only fixed at Elora. And next anyone knows. He enters into a sprint and within seconds at a lightning speed.

in an instant, the almost invincible Mutated Dog is not moving anymore! its skull was bash hard and there is a visible crack appeared there "ha... ha... we won?"- Jimboy "ye-yes!"- Raymart "Haaaaa!! I thought it was still alive! "nice buffs John Carl!"- Phil Phil gives me thumbs up and smile "let's loot the Mutated Dog"- Bobby but before Uncle Bobby nears to the Mutated Dog, a Large Serpent arrive! from its body its 12ft long! it has 2 small horn its body was purple with the glitter of its hard scale

he says, “You’ll see!” Andrew opens the crate with a flourish, and Spike leaps out. I have to say, this dog looks intimidating. Hellhound is of indeterminate breed. I think there’s some English bulldog in his genes somewhere, but I’m unsure of the rest. Spike is a pure German shepherd. He’s even bigger than I envisioned, and his body condition is impressive. Shiny coat, powerful legs, and huge teeth. He will terrify any potential intruder through his appearance alone! “So you want to see him in action,” he asks, obviously hoping that I will agree,” I can show you ‘attack’! I’ll grab the training dummies!”

"It's human, not a hound at all." I hear what he says and it finally triggers my brain. The short neck, arms extended to the sides not under, legs extended straight down. How the neck meets the spine and continues downward almost fluidly. The rotated pelvis. My gaze travels back to his head. The skull isn't human, it's elongated to hold the number of huge teeth in its mouth. A twisted thought almost sickens me. "A dog bred with a human," I say out loud. Just thinking it was bad enough. Giving voice to such a travesty is almost more than I can handle.