Broken to prowess

under my breath

Tysons POV

I finally broke the silence after a minute of ‘only God knows what he’s been thinking'. I slid a card into his hands and said, "If you ever decide to stop being such a weakling." "Give me a call." I swung around and headed out. I had a sense of failure as I left. I need to start considering alternative routes to get to Adolph; I should probably... “Who is the sorcerer?” I grinned and whirled around. “You'll know the answer when you're prepared.

“I'm prepared, but I swear to God I'll wreck your life if you do anything stupid. That was a hollow threat. I put my two hands up and replied, "Ok." I know an empty threat when I hear one.

Our direction was Hellmutt Santorum. I noticed that Alexandro was afraid once we arrived at the unsettling section of his studio. The most eerie location in Geaoon is Hellmut's temple, and it requires more than the naked eye to recognise that it actually exists.

Gandalf is the most hazardous wizard you can imagine. He is the oldest wizard in Geaoon and is well-known for his enigmatic alchemy schemes.

“Who dared to invade my privacy?” The entire space was filled with Hellmut's tittering voice. We stopped moving. “Great Hellmut, I need your help."

"What a shock! The alpha needs my help,he murmured, tattering and chuckling as he did so.

My friend here desires to become a werewolf.

"Then wait for the full moon!" he laughed loudly.

“I desire to be able to transform into a werewolf even in the absence of a full moon." Alexandro hesitated.

He revealed his stained, dark teeth and replied, "It's what I do." However, you cannot go back."

"I don't want to turn it around."

"If you know what that means, you'd be a different person; you'd be powerful, and it will be mixed with the hell portion." Hellmut returned to his innermost court while laughing evilly.

Suddenly, Alexandro stated, "I think I should go back." That surprised me; he can't give up now. I am so close to achieving my goals once more.

“You want to abandon what you've always desired just as you're about to achieve it, right? Are you really that weak?”

“I don't want to lose who I am to get what I want, he sighed. I want to be a werewolf while maintaining my humanity, but since I'm still a human, I don't think I can pull this off.” As he walked towards the exit, I knew I had to do something.

"Alexandro"

He turned to face me and screamed, "What!" He fell asleep under my hypnosis. As soon as Hellmut returned with a spell, he remained still. He received it from him and gulped it all down. He stood up, gave me and Hellmut a quick look, then quickly left the room.

It is unusual for Alexandro not to be in school and not let me know that he won’t be coming to school either. I was worried, took out my phone, and called him, but he wasn’t picking up, so I dropped a voicemail, “Hey man, where are you? I’m worried. Do call me when you get this." I barely finished sending it when I saw him on the hall way looking different; that was not his style. Alexandro doesn’t dress like a f*****g gangster. “Hey man, I...” He walked right past me, like he'd never seen me before. I was confused.

It is unusual for Alexandro to skip school and not inform me beforehand. I called him out of concern, but he didn't answer, so I left a voicemail asking, "Hey dude, where are you? I am concerned. When you receive this, please call me. I had just sent it when I noticed him in the hallway looking odd; that was not his usual look. Alexandro doesn't dress like a bloody gangster. “Hey dude, I... As if he had never noticed me before, he strolled right past me. "Is he okay today? I thought to myself.

Alexandro was too quiet in class.

“What’s going on?” I thought to myself. I approached my best friend in the hallway after class. “What's going on, Alexandro?” He stepped away after giving me a murderous glare. I drew nearer. “Can we have a conversation, man? You ought to speak to me.”

He said, looking ferocious, "You could have made me a full werewolf, but you decided not to."

“Considering that you are my best friend, it was for your own benefit.”

“I see,” he smirked.

“What have you done?"

He smiled and said, "I got what you were too selfish to give me from somewhere else."

“My best friend wouldn’t...”

“I'm not your friend,” he said, his eyes turning red. It wasn't Alexandro who just spoke; instead, he roared as his skin tore and his bones started to fracture in the hallway. This was bad, and I detested the way the entire school was documenting my best friend in this situation. After splitting into two halves, Alexandro transformed into a ferocious werewolf. He jumped on victims, tore them apart, and then ate their flesh. "Alexandro" turned to face me, digging his claws into my thighs, and set out for me. He twisted his claws inside my thighs and whispered in a strong voice, "Alexandro is gone." I groaned in pain.

“Common Adolph, you can kill him; you’re more powerful than he is." Whoever said that may be right, but I can’t kill my best friend.

"Fire him!" Somebody yelled.

I watched as they hurled those bullets at my best friend and this ravenous beast. He jumped on Claire, tore her to pieces, and dragged her shattered parts as he rushed towards Abbie's forest, the one forest no one dared venture into.

"You didn't want to kill him because he's your friend; you're no different from the ravaging beast he is.” They all deserted the hallway. "Let me help you right here." She rolled her hair up into a bunny and knelt down to tie her scarf over my thigh.

"No." I kept her hand from touching my thighs. “When I get home, it will heal by itself, so don't worry about me. She smiled and took her hand gently out of my grasp. "Before you get home, you'll be bleeding to death." She put the scarf carefully around me to halt the bleeding and handled it so tenderly and gently. She gave me a glance. "See, you know, it's not always bad to accept help sometimes." I mumbled, "Thank you," under my breath. She got to her feet to go.

"I could use a hand getting home." I had never asked a lady for anything before, and it hurt worse than Alexandro digging his claws into my thighs. "Sure." She had a certain quality. She took me out of the corridor while holding my hand around her waist and helping me get up. I overheard someone say, "I think they shot him." She gave me a pitiful look as she looked upon my face. I cast my gaze to the other side of the street. When I saw Tyson smirk, gaze at me, and get into his car, rage welled up inside of me. "Tyson," my heart razed with rage, realising that he could have led Alexandro into this

"Tyson, I’d kill you with my bear hands this time." Zora gently patted me on the back to remain calm.