Chapter 11

I have only faced a few since I became White Wolf but that was what killed my mother. That was also how I became White Wolf.

I stand there looking at a phantom demon. They are vicious and chaotic when they fight there is no rythme or reason they just attack. I go up to this beast with a special sword that was made to kill all kinds of ghouls and demons. I begin a run at it I want to end this quickly before it can feed more on people and their fealings. Negative thoughts and emotions are these creatures favorite foods it is what fuels their rage.

I make it close enough to strike and as I am about to make my first and last attack but before I could this beast attacks me before I can strike it down. I try to jump back as it swipes its large claws at me taking large steps towards me as well. I try dodging each move and strike but eventually it gets lucky scratching my back but I also used that chance to make a critical strick of my own. Causing it to run off into its domain. I stand there my back bleeding  I know that it has toxins in it I can feel it.

I stumble back to my den where I have medicines that will take care of these types of wounds. I get to the front entrance and I can barely make it through my security. The toxins making me dizzy and I can barely walk to my medical area where the medications are located. I fall to the ground and I try to pull myself up and I fail. The other heroes that I have been working with notice my condition and starts running towards me trying to help. All while I try and  finally manage to get to my feet thinking 'just a little longer. I need to stay up a little bit more to get the right medication for this wound.'

Before I know it I'm in the medical center of my den. I dont know how I got there because I can barely keep my eyes open and I can barely move. The heroes are all around, since I am unable to do anything else out of exhaustion I mumble 'look up... phantom....demon' and unable to stay awake any longer I pass out right there on the spot.