I looked at Banchy's eyes,they were determined. What I had feared, Banchy would risk her life to combat the wolves.
"Ha!,ha!, ha!,". A laugh popped out of nowhere.
I looked around and saw a naked woman standing and laughing, cackling and screaming .
It was Arla!!
I looked around and saw she had devoured the bodies.
" Your friend is funny!" Arla said "how does she intend to kill me,Erico."
Erico gave her a ugly stare then spoke;
" Don't involve her, your business is with me".
" Swearing by every ounce of strength to kill me, shouldn't that draw an offence." She replied. "I don't take any offence though,I rather see it as foolish display"
"Foolish display" Banchy retorted.
"I meant every word, I will end you". Banchy said.
Arla laughed walking up to Banchy. "You really have nerve little girl!"
At this point,Arla was close to Banchy,they were head on staring at their faces.
"Try me!,I'll end you bitch!." Banchy said.
"What did you just say?" Arla said.
"You heard me right!!."
"Hey!," I said intervening, holding Banchy, "chill, don't get any violent."
Arla smiled looking at Banchy,I looked into her eye feeling the flow of Luna, strong and powerful yet moving in small quantities. The Luna moved from her core through her body and then they all gathered at her hands.
Everything looked sudden,she knew I was staring at her and then her hands changed from human to wolf: Her feeble soft looking hands, transformed to savage claws.
I saw her hands and was dragging oblivious Banchy back who was raining insults at Arla.
Arla lifted her claws and scratched her.
Banchy lifted a cry while Arla laughed ghoulishly screaming,the next thing I knew,Banchy pushed away from me and slapped Arla hard.
Banchy quickly held on to Arla's hair and gave her a hard punch,the type of punch that made one's face swollen.Banchy continued giving her a series of punches,she was fighting
like a wrestler,hitting every part of her face. Arla didn't just watch and allow Banchy beat her up, she kept scratching every part of Banchy's body her claws could reach.
Banchy didn't mind,all I could see was punches,she kept punching Arla's face,and now the punches had more gravity.
" I have to do something"I thought "else Banchy would be in big trouble, doesn't she realise she's going head on with a beast in human form, where are Mr Reginald and Erico are they watching this upheaval." I looked to their side and saw no one. They were gone and no traces of them was left.
Crap !,have they run away?,where the hell are they?,they should be able to stop this.
I'm not cut out for this,what do I do?,do I hold Banchy down?.
"Banchy stop!"I screamed "you do realize that she's a ware wolf"
"I am a werewolf". Arla said
"Thanks!!,for the tip," Banchy replied.
Arla quickly pushed Banchy away and began transforming into a were wolf.
Her feeble,soft hairless skin began growing fur, her teeth instantly changed to canines and in seconds she was a fully grown alpha wolf.
I stared at Banchy's face and she wasn't moved by Arla's lupine form.
Banchy rather smiled and let out a little laugh.
"Well Arla I promise to kill you,it's a chance to clear this aspect of my bucket list."Banchy said boldly.
" You see, my bucket list for this month is to kill a wild beast single handedly, you're in trouble Arla.
Arla charged at Banchy
immediately she spoke jumping as high as possible but Banchy didn't fret, she quickly dipped her hands into the sand and grabbed as much sand as she could. She threw the sand at Arla's eyes,obstructing her vision, Banchy then picked up a twig and forced into Arla's eyes,she left the twig in and moved back slowly.
The injured wolf let out a loud howl as blood gushed out of her eyes,the wolf was literally crying blood. Banchy smiled at the result of her actions.
"This is just the tip of my iceberg...….."
The next thing I knew Banchy flew up and to the ground.
Well as at now I just realized I didn't describe the battle ground properly,so a short break from the action and left me properly describe the battlefield;
Well basically we're on the road;our village road, the road that leads to other villages and the city.
Our road was bad unfortunately,full of potholes and fallen trees, twigs and you know.
So think of the area as a rectangle.I was standing outside this rectangle,now divide the rectangle into two squares,the farther square was where the fallen van and the dead bodies were and the other square was where the two ladies were fighting.
Back to the future, Banchy flew to the far end of the square,her body was bruised and she was bleeding,her clothes were torn,Arla had howled at her.
"What do I do?",I thought.
Banchy is badly injured and Arla isn't affected by the pain,in werewolf novels I learned some werewolves had the ability to heal themselves,based on the strength of their Luna. Arla's Luna was pretty strong and overwhelming,so how could she not heal the wounds she sustained?.
Banchy looked like she couldn't fight anymore,her eyes filled with determination were now filled with despair.
The wolf howled loudly,the type of howl that meant victory is here. Arla lupine body moved slowly,taking each step without rushing towards Banchy.
As the wolf drew closer to Banchy,she drew back and I could see blood all over her, dripping down from various parts of her body.
The floor was drenched with Banchy's blood. The scratches and bruises from the fall had made her weak through her movements. I could see that Banchy was weak.
The wolf on the other hand was walking slowly towards Banchy in a manner that sort of meant sweet victory. Her walking tone seemed like she was going to take the kill slowly. Banchy the little pest was now at the wolf's mercy, she'll kill Banchy and then move unto me.
Where's Mr Reginald and Erico?They should come back from where they left and save us, I thought.
I stared at Banchy for a second. She was paralysed as of now,she couldn't move the next thing I knew tears were cascading down her eyes and she was staring back at me;Despair filled her eyes as she stared back.
"I had to do something," I thought.
Our survival is based on my action, I have to do something. Throughout the night everyone has made plans to survive except me.
Mrs Smith and Mr wright ran away, Banchy engaged in a fight with a ferocious alpha, Reginald and Erico had run away but me nothing,no attempt.
I had to do something violent to save Banchy and well to save myself too, though I had pledged a life of non violence.
Well you may be wondering why?
So I'll tell you, growing up I wasn't normal like every child. I had a disease my dad called Anger syndrome,I was short tempered and this came with another curse my unusual strength. For a little child without muscles I was stronger than most kids five to ten years older than me.
For the first six years of my accountability age(7-12) I was plagued with anger issues. Getting angry at everything ; I went from anger management programmes to children psychological schools, psychiatrist hospitals and iremember driving My first three psychiatrists mad because of my anger and bad mouth.
I wasn't just insanely angry all the time I was also a diabolical and demonic,Wicked and evil. My anger caused me to do things that were unimaginably evil. An incidence changed my life forever. It was my twelfth birthday and we had planned to throw a party,and unfortunately no one showed up.
The birthday was to be held in the afternoon by 12 sharp and end at six.
The house was decorated, quality food was cooked,there was cake, a clown,a DJ and you know kids birthday stuff.
From twelve to six no one showed up,the Dj and clown left and I was devastated. I was angry,sad,and furious,my mum and dad tried consoling me but I ran in my room locked the room behind them.
That day I was angry,I knew I barely had any friends but that didn't make me angry,what actually made me angry was,the preceding day we had thrown a party for Tom who had his first 'A' and I told all his friends to attend my party and most of them said they'd attend the part and no one showed up.
I was in my room looking for any sharp object or glass to throw but my parents had made sure my room was anger proof no glass ware or wood.
I was literally just staring at the wall as if the wall had offended me for hours.
Starving I left my room to get food in the kitchen when I overheard Tom talking to his friends. To cut the conversation short his friends were apologizing for not attending the party,they said they were scared of attending my party because of my violent and hot tempered natured.
I walked in the room almost immediately, making sure I dealth with all of them. They ran out of the house and I was left with Tom who was begging,I broke one of our vases and stabbed him numerously.
By the time I was done,he was lying helplessly on the floor crying and begging.
I just stared at him smiling at the mischief I had done to my brother.
My mom came in crying at Tom,and well he was taken to the hospital. He was to young for the treatment and had lost a lot of blood.
In the hospital,Tom refused to wake up for about three weeks.
I saw my mum cry,I had made my mom cry. She was the strongest woman I had ever met, relentless strong and passionate.