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A friend of mine is in a creative writing class and this is something that some “weiner” wrote.
His new purpose
I can protect all of them he thought as he looked down from the roof top of the apartments where people were just going about their normal day. This was his purpose now the one he had chosen the day he met his mentor the one who was able to grant him this gift of power. Long ago he would have never believed something as demons, vampires, werewolves and other supernatural things existed but that was hundreds of years ago. For now thanks to his sire he was a werewolf well one of the few werewolves who remember what their true purpose is and that is to protect these humans who had no idea what was out there. Werewolves now were just like the creatures that he was to protect humans from; monsters that only see weak humans as prey or the strong ones with the potential be powerful werewolves should they be turned but Chow wasn’t like that for he had never tasted the blood of a human like others had once one do they are just about addicted to it. Just like humans have their drugs creatures like him have human blood as theirs. As Chow watched with his brown eyes which had a golden ring around them which show that he had become one with his wolf like most other werewolves had, be them good or bad he couldn’t help think about losing the one thing he could never forget, when his family was killed. This was the one thing he couldn’t forgive himself for he promised to protect them with his life but wasn’t strong enough to do it, but that day is also day his mentor gave him his gift and a new purpose. Though most become werewolves become how they are by being bitten those who don’t just exchange blood with a deep cut before the werewolf can heal, which is what Chow’s mentor did for him.
The old him had died that day along with his family after hundreds of years he was able to protect and save people from the monsters prey on humans bet it supernatural or just another human attacking another. He was broke out of though because his werewolf hearing heard the yell of someone in trouble as he honed in on the sound which looked like it was coming from a broke down warehouse he removed all of his clothing save for the pair of gym shorts that were elastic so they wouldn’t ripe when he transformed as he was doing now. The transformation its self is something to behold like most werewolves he never grew tired of transforming and the power that came with it. With powerful leg muscles he leaped from rooftop to rooftop with amazing speed towards the warehouse ready to protect anybody in need he wouldn’t fail these people like he did his family; this is the new purpose.