Chapter One

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There I was standing over my parents grave. Tears streamed down my face as I said, "I love you, I'll miss you." Then I left with my Aunt Maddie and my Uncle Thomas that I've never met. So I wasn't sure if they were nice, but when i got to my new house, it amazed me. It was a huge mansion, it was surrounded by millions of trees and the dark tan color made the house camouflage into the woods, the house had 7 different floors and my Uncle Thomas owned. Right when I got all settled in, my Uncle Thomas told me, "you need to train". I was confussed by what he said, so I asked my Uncle Thomas "why do i need to train?" My Uncle Thomas said, "do you want to be able to protect yourself from monsters?" I nodded, so we continued to walk down to the training area of the house.

I spent hours with Uncle Thomas, training with him and became close to him, I became a better fighter then him. After months of training, Uncle Thomas and I went hunting, and I soon found out what they were hunting. Werewolves. "We are hunting werewolves? they don't even exsit" I said to Uncle Thomas, he turned to me and said "they exsit you just were never amongst them, So we are hunters that track them and kill them." My Uncle Thomas smiled and kept silent, so i quit asking questions and then i saw them, i was mezmorized by them, they were huge and beautiful. I was washed with sadness why did they have to kill them? I didn't hesitate and raised my gun and shot it. When we got back to the house, i went upstairs to my room and cried. The next morning my aunt Maddie asked me how the hunt went and i said "it was cool they are big animals." I was only seven years old when I killed my first werewolf.

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