Moonless Werewolf

Lexus Tristan looked around the desolate hallway, his brow furrowed with concern.

"It's strange... no one is here," he remarked, his voice filled with unease.

Oriana nodded in agreement, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger.

"Yeah, I think we should head to the 5th floor. Maybe we'll find some answers there," she suggested, her voice resolute.

As they ascended the grand staircase, Oriana retrieved a strange device she had crafted herself. With a series of taps, she sent a distress signal, three short taps followed by three long taps, and then three short taps again. It was a signal for help, a beacon in the darkness.

The time was 11:39 pm on September 8, 2016.

The skies above were shrouded in thunderclouds, and the rumbling thunder signaled an impending storm. The moon was obscured, its light hidden, while the stars vanished from sight. The Great Bendeta Mansion stood ablaze, casting an eerie glow upon the night.

Suddenly, a chilling howl echoed through the darkness, sending shivers down their spines.

"Awoooooooooooooooh!" the creature's cry pierced the air, followed by the booming thunder.

"Krag!"

Oriana and Lexus hurriedly reached the 5th floor, only to witness a scene of horror.

Petri, Oriana's deranged uncle and father, stepped inside a towering Wolf Mascot, standing at least 10 feet tall. Lifeless police corpses littered the room, a grim testament to the evil that had unfolded.

"Nye hik hik hik hik!" Petri cackled, his voice twisted with madness. "You're too late, kids. I have already finished collecting the soul energy. No one can stop me now!"

Lexus, his voice laced with urgency, warned Oriana, "Be careful, partner! We don't stand a chance against it head-on. We need a plan."

Oriana's eyes sparkled with determination as she reassured him, "Don't worry, my partner. I called for backup."

Her distress signal had reached far and wide, summoning help from those who would fight alongside them.

Meanwhile, miles away from the Bendeta Mansion, a fleet of ten whirring helicopters sped through the night sky, their destination clear.

Led by Don Kisame, Oriana's uncle and foster father , the helicopters approached at a breakneck speed of 200 miles per hour. Kisame's heart filled with worry and hope as he thought of his dear Oriana. "Could it be? Have they finally uncovered the truth?"

"My partner, prepare to run!" Oriana exclaimed as adrenaline surged through her veins. She knew they had to act fast if they were to escape Petri's clutches. Lexus nodded, his expression determined as he reached for the pin of a flash grenade on his belt.

Just as they were about to make their move, Oriana couldn't resist confronting her twisted uncle. "Hey, Uncle! I remembered you called me a B*tch!" she taunted, her voice filled with defiance.

Petri's deranged laughter echoed through the room. "Uncle? I know you're not Kisame's. I don't know Oreyna had a daughter? Hahahaha," he sneered, his grip tightening on an iron claw, ready to strike.

Unfazed, Oriana continued, "You know your weak, dead wife? Aunt Mariposa?"

Petri's step faltered, his expression betraying a hint of surprise at the mention of his deceased wife's name. In that moment, Lexus saw an opportunity and swiftly threw a smoke grenade at Petri's feet.

"She was a f*ck1nG whOrE!" Oriana declared boldly, knowing that hitting him where it hurt would distract him.

The shock and rage in Petri's eyes were evident, his mind unable to comprehend the cruel words directed at his late wife.

As the flash grenade exploded with a deafening "Baaaam!" Petri was knocked back, disoriented and momentarily blinded. Seizing the chance, Lexus and Oriana made their escape, sprinting back to the 4th floor.

While running, Lexus couldn't help but comment, "Well, that was so mean," to which Oriana replied with remorse, "I'm sorry." Her words were sincere, for she knew that attacking Petri's vulnerability had been a low blow.

Taking a moment to pay her respects, Oriana whispered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Mari- Rest in peace."

The mansion was ablaze, the fire starting to climb up the walls of the 4th floor. The situation was growing dire.

Lexus, thinking on his feet, shouted, "Partner, follow me!" They dashed towards the balcony of the 4th floor, where a ladder provided a way to reach the rooftop.

As they climbed, the distant sound of Petri's enraged screams filled the air. "WRHAAAAAAAAAA! I'm gonna f*cK1ng k!ll youuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" he bellowed in fury.

"Come on, hurry!" Oriana urged, fear and determination intertwining as they reached the rooftop. The rain began to pour, drenching them as they faced the final showdown with Petri. The rooftop battle awaited, and they knew that the stakes were higher than ever. They had to end this once and for all.