WOLFASTAIN LOVE AND VENGEANCE

The moon was dead. No light. Only snow and hundreds rogues screaming as they charged. They come in waves after waves They came all at once. One massive, desperate, starved mass. Thinking numbers would drown us. They were wrong. *Front*: Wolfstain. Bellion. Vegris. Shoulder to shoulder. *Behind*: 50 Spearmen. 3 ranks. No shields. 12 Archer taking formations in trees kill with precision from any distance 10 rusher werewolfs pushing the rogues along side with the spearmen *THE FIRST 30 MINUTES: THE WALL OF STEEL* The sound was deafening. Steel on bone. Screams. The spearmen didn’t move. They stood in a defensive stance stabing every rogues in their front with determination and precision Rogues impaled themselves trying to get through. They got themselves killed , blood pouring form their mouth as they dropped dead . Werewolves from behind the spearmen jumped out straight into the rogues who were backing out from the spears and those who were not, They got reaped apart, limbs flipping through the air , screams and blood rushing out . Before letting the spearmen move forward. The ones who made it past the spears ran straight into hell. The spearmen didn’t have to worry , they simply concentrated on the front. *BELLION* was on the right, twin swords moving like water. A rogue lunged. Bellion stepped in sliding to his back, cut his hamstring(muscles at the back of the leg from the knee upwards) spun, and opened his throat before the body hit snow. Another came with a club. Bellion caught the wrist, broke it, and drove both blades up under his ribs. _“Sixteen. Seventeen.”_ He was counting out loud, calm. _“You’re slow today, Bellion,”_ Wolfstain called over the noise. Bellion grinned, blood on his teeth. _“I’m letting you catch up, Alpha.”_ *VEGRIS* was on the left. A mountain. He didn’t use weapons often.He used hands and a broad blade. Grabbed a rogue by the jaw and ripped it out while holding him back on the shoulders. Caught another by the throat and used him as a club to knock down 2 more. A big one with an axe charged him. Vegris stepped inside the swing, caught the axe haft, and drove his gauntleted fist through the rogue’s chest. _“Keep them off the spears!”_ he roared. His voice shook the ground. *WOLFSTAIN* was in the center. And he was death. Everything in his front was like slow motion First rogue: Charged with a spear. Wolfstain caught the shaft, snapped it, and drove his dagger through his eye. Second and Third: Came together. Wolfastain dropped low, cut both their hamstrings, then stood and finished them as they fell Fourth: Tried to flank him.Wolfastain didn’t even look. Backhand with claws out. Throat gone. He moved like the storm they named him after. Redirect. Break. Kill. Use the body as a shield. Next. After 45 minutes, the rogues were pushing hard. Too many bodies. The line was bending. _“Rushers!”_ Wolfstain roared. 10 wolves _exploded_ out from the gaps. No warning. But this time they didn’t just hit and vanish. They fought *with* the trio. *The moment:* 3 rogues broke through and ran at Bellion. Before they got to him, 2 wolves hit them from the sides. Tore legs. Tore throats. Bellion finished the last one with a blade through the skull. _“Thanks for the assist,”_ he said to the wolf as it shifted back to human and dove back behind the spears. _“Don’t get used to it,”_ the Rusher grinned, bleeding. *VEGRIS + RUSHERS:* Vegris had 4 rogues on him. 2 wolves shot out from under the spears, hit the outside two, and dragged them down. Vegris grabbed the other two and smashed their heads together. _“Good timing,”_ he rumbled. The wolves shifted back, slapped his leg, and were gone. *WOLFSTAIN + RUSHERS + BELLION + VEGRIS:* This was the brutal part. The 4 of them ended up in a pocket together, surrounded by 15 rogues. It was a blender. Wolfstain took the front. Claws and daggers. He caught a blade, broke the arm holding it, and used the rogue as a shield against 2 more. Bellion was on his right. Swords flashing. Every cut was precise. Throat. Knee. Heart. _“Left!”_ he shouted. Wolfstain spun and drove a dagger through a rogue trying to stab him in the back. Vegris was on his left. The wall. Rogues tried to rush him. He grabbed the first, used him to block 2 spears precisely then spin and threw the body into the others. A wolf hit a rogue at Vegris’s back just as he turns , the wolf took his legs out. Vegris stomped down his foot and ended it. The Rushers cycled through. Hit. Tear. Vanish. One wolf got too deep. 3 rogues surrounded him. Wolfstain saw it. He crossed 10 feet in 2 seconds, killed all 3, and pulled the wolf back behind the line. _“Stay with us,”_ he growled. The wolf, bleeding, nodded and shifted back in. They fought like this for an hour. Back to back to back. A unit. After 2 hours, the rogues were exhausted. But so were we. Spears were breaking. Swords were chipped. The archers were down to 10 Fingers raw. Still shooting. The rogue alpha pushed to the front. 9ft. Shifted. He came straight for Wolfstain. *THE DUEL:* They met in the middle of the chaos. Alpha swung. Wolfstain blocked with a dagger, the blade screeching sparking out fire brighten the scene. Wolfstain countered. Claws across the alpha’s chest. The alpha grabbed Wolfstain’s arm and tried to throw him. Wolfstain shifted halfway. He was stronger. He broke the alpha’s grip, drove his knee into his chest and took him to the ground. _“You die in my snow.”_ The alpha laughs sarcastically: hahaha ! Haa boy you have no idea how hard you are about to fall , do you . WOLFASTAIN : if you have any last prayers or anything else to say now is your chance. Alpha: were is your Luna dear Wolfastain wasn’t she supposed to fight along side you ? WOLFASTAIN: how is she supposed to be your business.. hnn tell me! Alpha : your Luna is the cause of my death … and she is going to be the cause of your death ,I have suffered enough in this life by betrayal , people making me look like I’m worth something to them just to use me ,please avenge me . WOLFASTAIN: what are you trying to say , I don’t understand. Alpha : find Selene! Then he drops dead. While he fought, Bellion and Vegris held the line beside him. Bellion had 2 on him. He took one’s leg, then the other’s head. Vegris had 3. He was bleeding from his shoulder but still laughing. _“You done yet, Alpha?”_ he yelled. Wolfstain stood up, covered in blood. The sight of their alpha dead broke the rogues. They hesitated at first but start a war cry determined to avenge their alpha. The spearmen advanced, still stabbing. The Rushers chased, taking down the last few close enough while charging to the larger group spears being pulled from bodies. Wolfstain stood in the center , the alpha voice still ringing in his head : find Selene . then he ran out to the woods , while signaling bellion that he had something to do. 4 dead. 11 wounded. But the line held. The field was a graveyard. The werewolfs,Bellion, and Vegris with the other men advanced to the remaining rogues.