12 Cahal

"Who are you?" Cahal asks angrily.

"Someone you shouldn't be shooting at," John replies before dropping the arrow. Cahal glances down at it before looking back at him, "Your wife, Ludmilla, sent me to find you,"

"Ludmilla?" Cahal's expression lightens up as he's taken back for a second. His expression stiffens back up quickly however, "That's not possible," He firmly states.

"I'm sure she'd tell you otherwise if you'll…" John stops talking as Cahal starts looking around. Then he looks back at John, the fury in his eyes igniting.

"You!" Cahal shouts before charging at John, turing into massive werewolf within seconds before. John's barely able to grab the arrow off before a giant claw grabs him by the throat and hoasts him up in the air. The massive beast snarls, showing his large sharp teeth, glaring at John with glowing yellow eyes.

John plunges the arrow into one of Cahal's fingers, causing him to roar in pain as he lets go. John falls to the ground with a hard thud, but quickly stumbles up to his feet. He then turns and runs as Cahal rips the arrow out.

"Come on! Grow some fucking claws!" John yells at himself as he holds up a hand. He hears fast-paced stomps behind. He glances back to see Cahal is already a few feet from him. John dives to the side, barely avoiding his swiping claw, landing between some trees. Cahal's claw swings upward, tearing into a tree, bark flying everywhere.

As John gets up, Cahal let's out a feral roar that sends a shockwave through the air. It threatens to shove John back, but he manages to hold his ground, only to see Cahal lunging at him. He falls forward to the ground as Cahal flies over him, ramming his head into a tree, breaking the trunk and causing it to come crashing down.

John runs back for the fire as Cahal regains his bearings. As he nears it another roar of rage fills the forest. He picks up the crossbow and scans the area for any arrows. Before he can spot any, Cahal is already charging at him once more, a claw tearing through the air. John jumps to the side and avoids it, but one of his feet lands on the fire and the flames jump onto his boot.

"Fuck!" He screams in pain as he lifts his foot out and stomps it on the ground to kill the flames. As the heat burns his foot, Cahal comes back, slashing him in the back and sending him flying. He hits a nearby tree face first, breaking his nose and causing blood to splatter onto the trunk.

Cahal stares at his body as it slides down to the ground. A clawed hand reaches up and grabs the trunk, and then the other. John slowly pulls himself up, having to catch his breath after the blow winded up. He turns to Cahal, eyes now a blood red, before grabbing his crooked nose and pulling it back into place with a crack.

As he takes deep breaths he can feel his clothes have gotten tighter.

Cahal snaps out of his idle thoughts and charges at him once more. John runs at him this time, jumping to the side to avoid the upward swing. He latches onto Cahal's arm, digging his claws in and tearing at the flesh. Cahal swings his free claw at him, John letting go and dropping to the floor. He then jumps at Cahal's core slashing at it with all his might. Cahal stumbles back a bit from the sudden blow, but recovers quickly and picks John up.

He grabs him with both claws, pinning John's arms to his side. He then presses inward. John shouts in agony as his arms are slowly crushed. As Cahal continues to squeeze, he notices John's face become more beast like. Suddenly, he feels something pressing against his hands, stopping him from squeezing any further. John starts pushing back until he can get one of his arms free.

He plunges his claws into Cahal's wrist, tearing at it and causing blood to spray out as he lets go of John. As Cahal registers what just happened, John runs up to him, and sinks his claws into his other wrist. He starts pulling on it, and with a snap he dislocates his arm. Cahal swings his working arm at him, but John dives forward at him to avoid it.

He slashes at Cahal's face before socking it. After a few more blows to the head, Cahal is knocked out. An unconscious Cahal turns back to human as John catches his breath. He picks up Cahal's lifeless body, all the blood spiking his hunger.

"John!" A woman's voice suddenly calls out as finds himself staring at the bloodied and mangled corpse of a man. Their throat has been torn apart, the blood all over their face making it impossible. Within a flash the image is gone, his claw letting go of Cahal. His heart races as he regains control of himself. He looks down at himself, seeing he's grown larger, his body hair much denser than normal. His vest has been ripped off entirely, the once somewhat loose pants now struggling to stay in one piece.

He looks down at Cahal's beaten up body, the smell of all the blood once more digging itself into his nose. He takes a deep breath, and fights off the intoxicating smell as he kneels down, putting Cahal's arm back in place with a loud pop. Cahal's face winces in pain for a second as it happens before relaxing.

The sound of an animal of in the distance catches John's attention. He starts moving to go hunt it down, but stops and glances down at Cahal. He lets out an annoyed growl before he runs up to get himself something to eat. It's not long until John comes back, a large buck in tow. He eats some of it before burying it nearby and returning to the campfire. He spends the night watching over Cahal.

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