"I need you to go out and kill the beast that lurks in these woods." My father told me handing me Wolfsbane.
I was about 14 when he told me this.
"Yes father." I replied.
I grabbed the gun and left for the forest. The forest was dark and foggy.
"Gods, why does he have me kill it?" I asked myself.
Suddenly the giant wolf jumps at my and grabs ahold of my leg. It started to swing me around like a toy. I attempted to shot it, but I missed and the gun flung out of my hand and hit me in the face.
"AH FUCK!" I screamed.
My nose started to bleed. The wolf slung me, slamming me into trees. I managed to grab Wolfsbane and shot it in the face. My leg was hurting like hell. Suddenly it closed its jaws on my leg ripping it off. I aim at its head and shot again.
Another hit.
I shot him over and over again, but to no avail. My aim started to get worse from lack of blood.
Eventually it dies. I grabbed my leg and crawled back to the house.
I opened the door and fell to the floor barely alive.
"John! What happened!?" My father yelled.
"I did it. I killed it." I replied.
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