Chapter 3: Raid

I looked through the page and took interest in first my class, 'assimilator', when I concentrated on it, I saw a page on top of the current one, it read;

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Assimilate and grow, consume your foe and profit from their experiences

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I then looked at my 'unassigned points' and thought of using them, pluses then appeared next to all my attributes, to give myself a point of reference, I lifted the suitcase, and put it down, then added all the points to STR, I felt my body become a little stronger. Lifting the suitcase again, it was almost like it got lighter.

Alette asks "Was it it Sarah?"

"Yes, and it seems I need to figure everything out again" I replied

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Near the city;

"So, the target is this city?" One voice asks.

"Yes, now everyone, last chance to confirm your entry point." Another says.

After some people select an entrance, they charge in, slaughtering everyone they pass, not even children were spared. By the time they stopped there was only one man left, he was covered in blood, had ears on top of his head.

"Come on, dog, show us your true face!" As the raider that seemed to be the leader said that, he kicked the wolf eared man so hard in the stomach, he vomits blood.

"And why should I you fucking bat?" The bloodied man replied, earning another kick, "Why? Don't you want to raise more livestock, mongrel? You seem to enjoy it from amount of humans that were here. But oh well, time to get to the main point, where's that disgusting mixed blood?"

"What, you guys haven't killed him yet?" The wolf eared man sneered.

There were three factions in both the warewolves and vampires regarding opinions on Logan, those who hate him with a passion, those who don't care one way or the other, and those who don't want him dead.

The leader punched the wolf eared man to the ground and kicked him once more, saying, "No thanks to you bastards, everytime we come close you lot help him recover!" Out of frustration, the leader hits the man again, "Now, where. is. he?" Grinning the man says, "Your too late, he left, when he grows he'll do big things, it's inevitable, you..." Before he could finish, a man near the leader cut his head off.

Not far, in an alley, a fairy hid, listening to what went on, soon there's a loud roar.

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Earlier, in the woods.

While talking with the others, my ears twitch as I notice something, a lot of screaming and panic, I become alert and turn to the source, "... the city?" I mumble, and everyone looks at me, "What about it?"

"Sounds like something is happening, screaming..." I sniff the air some and continue, "there's a smell of blood in the wind now too"

Alette spoke up, "I'll go take a look, you always said I was the perfect scout."

"Alright, I'll leave it to you we will all enter the city so in an emergency we can act and help."

We all get up and make our way back to the city, at the gate we see the guard from earlier, only without a head. Looking at his body, I feel the urge to devour surge, glancing at Gran I see a similar urge in his eyes, however it doesn't look as strong and he seems more in control of it.

Uncontrollably, I turn my head back to the body and step forward unwillingly, followed by another unwilling step, and another, until I dash to the body, losing myself to my urges, I bite into the body, eating the still juicy flesh despite some of the blood flowing to the ground, seeing me like this Gran sends off Alette while he and Fenrir approach me, I can't pay much attention to them, trying to force myself to stop, I start to hammer my chest with my fist.

As soon as I do that Gram grabs both my wrists and pulls me back, I struggle in his grasp, soon my head starts to hurt, and I hear voices, 'consume.. consume..' one repeats as if all it knows is my instincts, 'stop resisting, give in, let me out to kill and rule! Let me rule' another talks over the first, 'save them, they are still screaming, so you must save them!' another shouts, 'hide, run, don't let anyone too close we're too dangerous to be around..' the last one says, "leave me alone.. leave me alone" I start to repeat to the voices out loud.

Gram and Fenrir look at eachother and seemingly thinking the same thing they nod and take me into the city, as I see the puddles and streams of blood, the voice of consume gets louder, as we pass bodies it becomes the loudest and I struggle with all I have to eat because it's taken over, soon I close my eyes, soothing the voice of my instincts to silence, I stop resisting Gram and he drops his guard against me some, as I opened my eyes I see a child crying and hiding in an alley, the righteous voice becomes the loudest and I escape from Gram to rush to the child, "are you alright?" I ask her, she shakes her head, "we'll keep you safe, you can come with us." I say to her with a fatherly smile, she hesitates but decides to join us, I pick her up and she buries her face in my chest, soothing the righteous voice.

Gram looks at me when I return with a look of exasperation, and like he expected it, and Fenrir looks excited to have someone to play with.

"What?" I ask Gram

He shakes his head and says to himself, "This isn't the first time and it won't be the last" then looks at me and says it's nothing.

We enter a empty house and I place the kid on a bed, "what's your name?" I ask her, she cowers a bit but still replies timidly, "Sophie.." I smile at her and tell her our names and that I need to do something so the others will look after her, she nods and hides in the bed. I go out to see Gram looking at me, I smile and ask him to look after her, he sighs and nods, he seems to know my plans, I thank him, next I see Fenrir, I pet him and say I'm heading out for a bit.

Stepping outside the voice of let no one close acts up and I run, every body I pass makes all the voices louder, at some point I see the head of a child, the ears on top of it cut off, and I lose it, my body starts to shift, I grow hair everywhere, my size increases, I start to growl as wings sprout from my back, at the end I look like a werewolf with bat wings and fangs, I let out a loud, uncontrollable roar.