Post by Dorian Rheinbegrer on May 20, 2009 21:04:44 GMT -5
'Don't touch me!!! You cannot touch me!!!' Dorian shouted. 'I'm better than you ever dreamed of!!! YOU CANNOT TOUCH ME!!!' Dorian took his wand and waved it furiously. 'INCARCERSORTIA!!!' Dozens of black snakes surrounded the dark figure that was running toward Dorian. This dark and mysterious figure fell on the floor. The black snakes were all around its body, it couldn't move. A roar of pain filled the air of the forest, blood and fur were all around the scene. Suddenly, silence. No roar, the snakes were gone now. Dorian could only hear his heart beating and his breath in the middle of the night. 'Lumos' Dorian said almost whispering. A beam of light made the scene clearer.
There was Dorian with his school robes dirty and ripped, blood covered his left arm and his eyes were filled with tears. Dorian was shaking, he didn't knew if it was fear, frustration or just that he was cold. In front of him there was lying a dark figure, covered with blood and fur. Its teeth glittered with the beam of light and the blood seemed white, since the moon was full and its light projected a strange gleam toward the night creatures. Now it was clear. There was a dead werewolf lying there, not moving but still threatening. Dorian started laughing. 'See? I made it. I told you you couldn't defeat me. It would be better if you did what I told you before, but you didn't. You let your beast side take over and ruin everything' he said looking at the dead beast. 'Now you are dead and I have what I came for in the first place'. Dorian opened his left hand and there it was: the fang of a werewolf.
'You could have swallowed your pride and give me one of your fangs. Now I can finally continue with my plan'. Dorian started walking out of the forest. His left arm was still bleeding and his right foot was twice the normal size, probably a spell that went wrong. But still, he was smiling. While walking he got sure he wasn't bitten by the werewolf, which would be a complete disaster. 'I hope there would be no consequences' he thought. With a wave of his wand, his foot was now normal and he stopped bleeding. He continued walking toward the castle when he heard a noise right behind him. The first he thought was that the werewolf wasn't dead, so he turned back and shouted while waving his wand. 'Distructio!' a beam of purple light flew toward where he thought the werewolf was, but it hit a tree. He heard someone's breath. 'Who's there? Even if a look weak I can still fight!!! Show yourself'
There was Dorian with his school robes dirty and ripped, blood covered his left arm and his eyes were filled with tears. Dorian was shaking, he didn't knew if it was fear, frustration or just that he was cold. In front of him there was lying a dark figure, covered with blood and fur. Its teeth glittered with the beam of light and the blood seemed white, since the moon was full and its light projected a strange gleam toward the night creatures. Now it was clear. There was a dead werewolf lying there, not moving but still threatening. Dorian started laughing. 'See? I made it. I told you you couldn't defeat me. It would be better if you did what I told you before, but you didn't. You let your beast side take over and ruin everything' he said looking at the dead beast. 'Now you are dead and I have what I came for in the first place'. Dorian opened his left hand and there it was: the fang of a werewolf.
'You could have swallowed your pride and give me one of your fangs. Now I can finally continue with my plan'. Dorian started walking out of the forest. His left arm was still bleeding and his right foot was twice the normal size, probably a spell that went wrong. But still, he was smiling. While walking he got sure he wasn't bitten by the werewolf, which would be a complete disaster. 'I hope there would be no consequences' he thought. With a wave of his wand, his foot was now normal and he stopped bleeding. He continued walking toward the castle when he heard a noise right behind him. The first he thought was that the werewolf wasn't dead, so he turned back and shouted while waving his wand. 'Distructio!' a beam of purple light flew toward where he thought the werewolf was, but it hit a tree. He heard someone's breath. 'Who's there? Even if a look weak I can still fight!!! Show yourself'
