Chapter 1
747 Words
POV: Talon Black
3 months earlier
St Patrick's Day is just one of the worst holidays for those who work in the ER. This year, though, was a real doozy. It happened to also be a full moon. That's when the crazies usually come out.
My name is Dr. Talon Black, and this is my ER. We were busy so busy that I called in additional nurses and doctors to assist. Shortly after that is when all hell broke loose. An extremely large man with sandy blonde hair and grey eyes came into the ER. At a glance, he seemed to be casing the place, and my staff was already swamped. I left the resident doctor I was assisting to make sure this guy wasn't here to cause trouble.
"I'm Dr. Black, can I help you?" I asked.⁸
That's when I noticed the blood soaking through his shirt.
"You're injured, follow me, and I'll take a look at and patch you up." I told him before he could respond to my first question. He grunted and then nodded and proceeded to follow me back.
I ushered him into an examination room and motioned for him to take a seat on the exam table. "Alright, are you able to remove your shirt, or do I need to cut it off?" I asked, applying sterile gloves.
"I am able to remove it." he replied and then proceeded to remove his shirt. I immediately noticed 2 things; first was that his eyes continued to dart about like he was on high alert. The second thing I noticed was how muscular he is. His muscles rippled when he removed his shirt.
He cleared his throat, drawing my attention back to his injury. I walked closer to him and examined the injury. There were four gashes that were quite deep, roughly 2 to 5 inches in length, and evenly space apart across his upper left pectoral. I would need to sew him up. I wondered how he had gotten these gashes they were to precise to have been an accident.
"So, these gashes are pretty deep. I'll need to sew these closed." I explained
"Alright, how quick can you get this done?" he asked
"I will have you out of here in not time." I replied, then asked, "What's your name?" I started working on sewing his gashes closed.
"Axel," he replied
I glanced up at his face before continuing on his suturing him up and asked, "Is there a last name?"
"It's Stormhold, Axel Stormhold." He said
"Well, Mr. Stormhold, want to tell me how you got these cuts on your chest?"
"A dog attacked me. ," he said, his warm breath blowing onto my face.
"You sure they don't look like dog scratches?" I asked him dubiously
The hall outside the room got loud, and I made the assumption that more patients were flooding my ER. I needed to hurry and finish with this greek god of a man and help the next patient.
I was just finishing up when shrill screams broke out in the hall. Suddenly, the door and part of the wall flew into the room, and several large creatures entered the room. They were grayish red in color, had black eyes, horns on the tops of their heads that looked like dead trees, and 4 long razer sharp claws at the end of each if it's 4 limbs.
They moved closer to Mr. Stormhold and seemed unaware of my being in the room. All hell broke loose in that small room when one of the creatures leaped and attacked Mr. Stormhold. Or where Mr. Stormhold had just been because in his place was an enormous golden brown wolf stood in his place fighting back. It only took a second for me to come out of my initial shock and grab the closest thing to me and fight alongside this enormous wolf.
One of the creatures turned its attention to me. This thing, this beast was huge in comparison to my 5'4" stature. I grabbed a chair and started swinging it around. The creature swung a limb at the chair, ultimately shattering it to pieces. I was out of options and backed away from this beast.
The creature backhanded me, knocking me into a wall. I hit my head hard. Everything became fuzzy last thing I saw before I fell unconscious was the golden brown wolf dispose the creature that attacked me then change into Mr. Stormhold
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