1 The newborn

It was a stormy night and the rain pelt down to my mother's skin. The lightning is as sharp as the titanium knife. My father Drake who is a warrior to be known is running to the nearest sanatorium. My mother is crying in pain. And her blood is flowing down beneath her foot. "Drake I can't bare this anymore" mother said. "Hold on Melissa we're almost there". He poke his horse with his knife. Running as fast as it can. And on the halfway of their journey. An old lady showed up.

She has a pale and wrinkled skin. Her eyes is viridescent and is holding a trunk wand. "Don't dare to let the child live. Let it die! Let it Die!" she shouted. "Bugger off my wife is in sore and we need to get to the sanatorium" my father replied holding his sword who killed thousands of people. She then replied holding her trunk wand "Then you three must die instead"and three wolves showed up. They have bloody fangs and is piggish for flesh.

"Who give you the privilege to do that, I'm the greatest warrior of this town. Precisely, It seems that you and your dogs are just intruders. Retract Melissa the sanatorium is almost sighted. Go ahead and run!" My father pulled out his sword, blue flames is burning at the edge of it. "Your child will kill us all if I'm not going to do it. All of us will suffer" old lady shouted. "I don't even know you. You don't even know me either" He replied. "Yes but I know who that kid is" she answered. My father started to attack . The wolves block his way to the lady. So he forcefully slash his swords towards these coward dogs. Blood is swiping on every slash that he is doing. Blending on the rain that is continuously pouring. The stormy sky is witness of this brave mankind. Then my father killed all of the wolves. "Is that the only that you've got?" The lady was smiling. "Poor little mortal if I were you I'll just kill myself with my own sword ha ha ha ha!!" (devilish laugh). Then my father was freeze shocked. The wolves that he just killed earlier rise up from the dead.