From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Fifteen

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I woke up with a splitting headache, not really sure how much time had passed by. I seemed to get knocked out a lot. Roy was standing over me, waiting for me to wake up.

“How long have I been out?” I asked him.

“Twenty minutes,” he replied.

“Have you been standing there watching me the whole time?”

“No, jerk.”

I stood up and looked around. There were a lot of dead monsters lying around but I didn’t see the big werewolf I was about to kill before I was knocked out.

“Where are they?” I asked him.

“After that guy knocked you out he took off with that big werewolf,” he replied.

“He didn’t kill anyone?”

“He said that there would be plenty of death to come and then left.”

“That’s comforting.”

“I had to take some of your blood to heal some people.”

“Any casualties?”

“Believe it or not, no. A couple of injuries but nothing fatal.”

I looked around, searching for Mygle. I had honestly forgotten that he was even there. That would certainly explain why everything was so easy.

“Have you seen Mygle or his gremlins?” I asked Roy.

“I haven’t seen them since before the first attack,” Roy admitted.

“We’re here,” Mygle said, coming up behind us with his crew in tow.

“Where did you go?” I asked him.

“You told Roy to let you fight big werewolf. So we did the same.”

“You hid?”

“We stayed out of the way.”

“So where were you when all of the vampires attacked?”

“Helping.”

“I didn’t see you.”

Mygle turned around and pointed. “We had to take care of them.”

I looked to where he pointed at and there were another 20 or so vampires, dead down the street.

“We figured you could handle the rest,” Mygle added.

“Fair enough,” I replied. “Kelly’s team should be here soon. You should go.”

“I don’t think this is last time you’ll see us today.”

“Me either.”

Then they were all gone. Just then Kelly pulled up. She got out of the car and wore a look of complete shock.

“What the hell?” she said.

“There was a little fight,” I explained. I filled her in on everything that had happened.

“We need to get back to headquarters. You can leave your car here.”

“Lead the way.”

We walked to the car.

“Wes!” the lieutenant called.

“What about them?” I asked Kelly, pointing to the civilians.

“I’ll have a clean up crew come in,” she promised me. “Is it over? Here I mean?”

“Yeah,” I replied.

“Let’s go.”

I looked to the lieutenant.

“There will be a group coming to clean up and explain more,” I yelled to him. “You did good.”

Then we all piled into the car and headed for Kelly’s headquarters. I had no idea what was going to happen and I was worried about going with her but one thing was for sure: things were only going to get worse…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Fourteen

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I really was all set with just dealing with the werewolves, but apparently this werewolf had other plans. I felt like there were just as many vampires as there were hairy monsters. The problem with vampires was that even though they aren’t as strong as their canine friends they are much faster. To me that doesn’t mean anything but that put all of these people at risk.

The officers and Roy started shooting at the vampires. I tried to help but the werewolf recovered and was already attacking me. Roy and all of the officers were on their own. That, however, didn’t stop some of the vampires from attacking me. The time for fighting without my axes was over.

I dodged out of the way of a bloodthirsty vampire and dove towards one of my axes. As I stood up I chopped the vampire in the chest, cutting right to his heart. It fell to the ground but the werewolf was right behind it. He reached out with lightning speed and slashed me right in the chest. I flipped backwards and kicked him in the face, putting some separation between us.

Another vampire jumped at me. I looked over at it and felt a twinge of anger when I realized it was holding my other axe above its head. It was going to try to kill me with it. Can you believe that? That bloodsucking jackass was going to try to end my life with my own weapon. I just about lost it.

When it was an arms length away from me I spun around it and chopped its head off. Then I jumped at it, rolled over its dead body, and grabbed my axe. When I stood up I took a swing at the werewolf’s neck. It ducked and our fight ensued.

We went back and forth again but for the most part I was on the offense, taking swing after swing. I was putting everything I had into killing this werewolf. I finally managed to get a hit in and slice the monster’s arm.

“You killed my parents!” I yelled.

I took another swing and cut his other arm.

“I’ve killed your brothers!” I continued.

Another slice on his leg.

“Now I’m going to kill you!”

I cut his other leg. I was ready to kill him but I heard Roy call for my help. I hesitated for a second, unwilling to walk away from my revenge, but there were more important things.

With more speed and strength I knew I had I started cutting through the vampires, making sure each hit was a fatal one. I moved through the crowd like a pinball, moving from one vampire to the next until every last one of them were dead.

“Are you okay?” I asked Roy as I knelt down beside him.

“Yeah,” he replied. “I was bit but I’ll live.”

“Everyone else?”

“No one dead but we’ll need your blood.”

“WES!” the werewolf shouted. He was still on the ground. “We’re not finished.”

“I’ll be right back,” I promised Roy.

I stalked toward the werewolf, eager to end its life.

“This means nothing,” he began.

“Save it,” I said stopping him. “I’ve heard that enough. It means everything to me. You’ll be dead and my parents will be avenged.” That sounded so lame. I set it up for such a cool speech then blew it on some lame line.

“Finish it then.”

I lifted my axe into the air.

“Any last words?” I asked him.

“Duck,” he answered.

“What?”

The man in the trench coat came flying at me and tackled me to the ground.

“I can’t let you kill him, Wes,” he said to me.

I was pinned to the ground and there was no way I could move.

“The fun is just beginning,” he continued. “Welcome to the party.” He punched me in the head and everything went black…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Thirteen

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The monster was huge. I’m not blind. Trying to beat this thing with brute force was not going to work. I had to be quick and precise. The problem was that he was actually really fast, which is normal for a werewolf. You just wouldn’t expect something so big to be able to move that quickly.

He took a huge swing at my head but I ducked out of the way. While I was crouched down he attempted to uppercut me with his claws stretched out. I rolled to the side and took a swing with my axe at his legs. The monster stomped on it before I even got close. He then took another swing at me but I was able to roll out of the way again. But I did lose my axe.

One of the officers took a shot at the werewolf and nailed him right in the chest. The monster didn’t even recoil from the shot. He did shift his focus to the officer and headed right for him. I jumped in between and tried to kick him in the head but he simply knocked me to the side. Roy also tried to step in but he ended up through a window. The officer was just about to die. I took out one of my guns and fired at my enemy. I hit it in the back three times before it turned around again.

I wasn’t sure if this thing just had a ton of adrenaline or if it was just how it was but it now had four shots in it and had no intentions of stopping. He was smiling at me again.

“Pathetic,” he spat. “You paladins always hide behind your weapons.”

“If the shoe fits,” I replied.

“Fight me like a true warrior.”

“A true warrior? What are you samurai?” I laughed at him.

His face remained unchanged, serious as ever.

“Were you really a samurai?” I asked him. I didn’t know there were any that old. If he was afraid of the man in the trench coat I wondered how old that monster was.

“Didn’t you guys use swords?” I asked.

His face didn’t change.

I dropped my axe to the ground. “Come on.”

The werewolf charged at me again. This time I took him on with no weapons. Maybe it wasn’t one of my smartest choices but this monster really pissed me off. He had a slight advantage over me because he seemed damn near impervious to everything that I threw at him, while each hit he gave me was a little painful. I tried my best not to show that, though.

He tried to grab me by the throat after he slammed me in the stomach but I pounded on both his ears before he got the chance. That one actually made a difference. He dropped to the ground and I tried to hit him again but he knocked me away.

“I told you,” I said. “I’m going to kill you just like your brothers.”

“You have not won yet, Wes,” he pointed out.

“Get back up and fight then.”

“With pleasure.”

We fought, again. I managed to keep up with him.

“You smell like your parents,” he taunted me.

I got very angry very quickly.

“I wonder if you taste the same,” he added, putting gasoline on the fire.

I exploded. I felt like I literally exploded. I was hot all over and there was a huge burst of adrenaline pumping through my body. I don’t think the werewolf expected for that to work the way that it did.

He slashed at my chest but I flashed my light to distract him. Then I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards me. Using his momentum, I jumped up and kneed him right in the chest. He fell to the ground and I started wailing on him like a punching bag. My eyes were burning from the tears and I am pretty sure that I was screaming.

Eventually I stopped and backed away to grab my axe. The werewolf was bloody and beaten, but he was laughing.

“Stop laughing!” I yelled.

He didn’t.

“Why are you laughing?!”

He pointed to my right. I felt my heart drop as I saw a large group of vampires running down the street…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Twelve

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Why is it that the werewolves always know who I am? This one seemed very familiar to me. It stalked toward me in a very slow, taunting manner.

“It’s been a long time,” it said.

“Do we know each other?” I asked it.

“Don’t you remember me?”

“You remind me of someone.”

“I helped kill your parents.”

It felt like someone hit me in the chest with a lead pipe. I tried to keep my composure so I didn’t show him how much his words affected me. I honestly didn’t remember any of them being that big. To tell you the truth they all seemed huge back then.

“I knew I recognized you,” I said. “You look just like your brothers. I wonder if you’ll look the same when you die.”

The werewolf’s smile faded from his face. I’m sure he already knew that they were dead but I certainly struck a nerve. It was just an eye for an eye.

“I will make you pay for that,” he promised me.

“Yeah,” I began, “the other two said they were going to kill me, too.”

“I’m not like them.”

“I can see that.”

The officers started to back away but Roy stepped forward, ready to fight. I put my axe in front of him to stop him.

“This is my fight,” I told him.

Roy nodded his head. He stepped backwards while I moved closer to the giant wolf.

“What is all of this?” I asked him.

“A means to an end,” he promised. “Too long have we hid in the shadows while humans rule the world. Not anymore.”

“And this is all being run by one man, or whatever he is?”

The werewolf cringed ever so slightly at the mentioning of the guy with the trench coat.

“We all do what we must,” he said.

“Must be nice,” I said. “Letting someone else run the show.”

“Enough talk.”

“I agree.”

“Are you prepared to die?”

“Always. You?”

“Never.”

“You’re so full of it.”

The talking was over. We charged at each other…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Eleven

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The werewolves were stampeding towards us, growling as they did. I’ll admit that even I felt a twinge of fear in that moment, the first of many to come. The officers were fidgeting like crazy and there were people running in every direction to get away from the monsters.

“Hold still,” I said to the officers.

“When do we start shooting?” the lieutenant asked.

“How good are you at shooting?”

“Pretty good.”

“Then start shooting.”

I didn’t have to tell them again. They were shooting and some of them were half decent. They even managed to take out a couple of them, but it wasn’t enough to stop them.

I took out my guns and started firing but only took out three of them before they reached us. I wanted to flash my light to distract them but I knew that would also distract everyone else, so I needed to save that if we got desperate. Well, I mean more desperate than we already were.

The first werewolf to reach us tried to grab me but I quickly chopped off its head. I didn’t have the luxury to dance around these things. I had to be quick and precise.

Everything was falling apart fast, just like I knew it would and I was wondering where Mygle was.

“If you’re going to do something, Mygle,” I began, “now would be a great time!”

As if an answer to my prayers they all appeared out of nowhere and took out ten of them immediately. Some of the officers let out gasps.

“Don’t shoot the little red devils!” I shouted. “They’re on our side.”

One of the officers didn’t hear me and tried to shoot one of them. She missed but the gremlin certainly took notice. It tried to attack her, abiding by its natural instincts, but I intervened.

“We don’t kill humans anymore,” I told it. “Remember.”

“Old habits die hard,” it said with a shrug.

“Kill the werewolves.”

It nodded and rejoined the fray. It really helped having the gremlins there. It was good they showed up.

With my axes in hand I jumped back in and started chopping left and right, killing as many as I could. So far no one was killed. Sometimes I think too soon, though.

One of the werewolves jumped on one of the officers. He screamed so loud I would have thought that he was already dead. I leapt towards them and buried one of my axes into the monsters back. I then kicked it off the officer.

“Thank you,” he said as I pulled him up.

“Yeah,” I replied.

One by one we were actually winning, gaining the upper hand. There was actually a lot of fighting but to be perfectly honest there was a lot that was going to happen, so we need to move on. Eventually we were able to get them all with minimum casualties. When they were all dead I found Roy.

“That was easy,” he said.

“Yeah,” I agreed. “It was.”

“Guess it was good that we had the gremlins here.”

The gremlins were eating the werewolves. It was pretty disgusting but at least they weren’t eating the humans.

“That was way too easy,” I said.

THUD.

The ground shook ever so slightly.

“What was that?” Roy asked

“I don’t know,” I replied.

THUD.

“I think it might be time go,” Mygle said, pointing down the road.

I looked, and walking towards us was the largest werewolf I had ever seen. It was at least twice the size of any normal one. It was smiling at me.

“Wes,” it growled…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Ten

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“What the hell is going on Lieutenant?” one of the officers asked, scared beyond belief.

“We, uh,” the lieutenant stumbled.

“They’re werewolves,” I explained. There was no need to try to hide it at this point. It wasn’t like they couldn’t see them.

“Werewolves?” the officer asked.

“Yep. We need to get out there and fight them.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. I’m not going out there.”

“I know you’re scared, but if you don’t go out there they will come in here anyway. They are going to come here first because they know you’re a threat.”

“How would a werewolf know to do that?” another officer asked.

“It doesn’t matter. We need to get out there now.”

I really didn’t have time to explain everything to them. I wished I did because none of them moved, obviously too afraid to do anything. I’m sure most of them probably didn’t even believe me. Would you?

The lieutenant gave some half-hearted motivational speech that I wasn’t really paying attention to. I was already running outside and preparing myself for the oncoming attack. I could hear the screams in the distance but I didn’t see anything yet.

Roy followed me out of the building with the gremlins in tow. I wondered if he could see them or not?

“Those officers are going to be useless,” Roy pointed out.

“How would you feel if it was your first time finding out?” I asked him. I immediately regretted asking him it, though, because the first time he met them was when his family was killed. It was the same for me, though.

He simply nodded his head. “Fair enough.”

“At least we have the gremlins on our side.”

“Where are they?” I guess he couldn’t see them.

“By your side.”

He looked back and forth. He still couldn’t see them. “I really don’t like them.”

One of them took out a small knife and was going to stab him in the leg.

“Don’t,” I said, pointing my gun right at it.

The thing smiled innocently. “I was just going to knick him.”

“Don’t what?” Roy asked.

“Nothing,” I assured him.

Some of the officers came out of the buildings, armed with rifles, with the lieutenant out in front. They all looked terrified.

“What do we do?” the lieutenant asked me.

“Stand behind us and please try not to hit either of us,” I ordered him.

“Don’t we need silver?” one of the officers asked.

“Don’t be crazy, this isn’t a movie,” another one scolded her.

“Are those not werewolves coming for us?”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Just aim for the head and you’ll be fine,” I promised, even though I wasn’t sure if they would be. “Roy and I will try to hold them off. Plus we have a little something up our sleeves.”

I looked around and couldn’t see the gremlins anymore. That was good. The werewolves wouldn’t be able to see them. They would be able to smell them so it wouldn’t be a complete surprise but it would be something.

I could hear them growling. Some of the officers started to fidget.

“Stay steady,” I said.

Then they were in sight, peaking over the hill down the street. There were so many of them. It was as bad, if not worse, as the town I had Kelly take out. They looked very hungry and were moving very fast. This was going to be very interesting…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Nine

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I was confused. Why were there 11 gremlins standing in the bathroom in a police station somewhere in New Jersey? I won’t lie to you, I was a little nervous and was ready to fight them.

“What are they doing here?” I asked Mygle.

“They’re here to help,” he informed me.

“I thought they all hated you.”

“There are some that don’t. Some want to live like me.”

“Okay then. Where are the rest of them?”

“This is it.”

“We fight for Mygle!” one of the shouted. Then they yelled out some sort of battle cry.

“Quiet,” I hushed them.

“They can’t hear,” Mygle promised me, referring to the police.

I was hoping there were more but at the same time I wouldn’t want a town full of gremlins, good or not.

“I guess that’s good then,” I said.

Roy looked nervous.

“Can I talk to you a moment?” he asked me.

“Sure,” I replied.

We walked out of the bathroom and stood in the hallway.

“I don’t feel very comfortable working with a bunch of gremlins,” Roy told me. I didn’t really blame him.

“I know,” I agreed. “I can’t really vouch for the rest of them but Mygle has saved my life many times. I promise you that he can help us. As for the rest of them, do you have a better idea?”

Roy was aggravated, that much was obvious, but he didn’t say anything. We were very limited on options, so we really didn’t have a choice.

“I still don’t think we should work with them,” Roy said, being stubborn as all hell.

“Whether we want them to or not they are going to help,” I stated.

“Creepy little red devils.”

“We can hear you,” Mygle said through the door.

Roy didn’t really seem to care. He walked away back toward the main part of the station. I walked back into the bathroom.

“Do you guys have a plan?” I asked him.

“Yes,” said Mygle.

“Good. What is it?”

“Kill the werewolves.”

I was dumbfounded. Of course we were going to kill the werewolves but I was hoping that he would have some sort of strategy. I thought about trying to explain that to him but realized how pointless that would be. Instead I simply nodded my head.

“Great plan,” I finally said.

“You hear that?” one of them asked. “He likes Mygle’s plan.”

They all smiled.

“I’ve got to get back out there,” I muttered. “Just stay hidden and don’t talk to me unless one of you is about to die. At least while we are in this building.” They all nodded.

I left the bathroom and walked toward the main room where everyone else was. Now, instead of hovering around the TV, they were surrounding a computer screen.

“What’s going on?” I asked the lieutenant.

He looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Our traffic cam picked up something,” he said, pointing at the computer monitor.

I bent down to look. I knew what was coming but I still found myself unprepared for it. There were werewolves running down the street. There were a lot of them…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Eight

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“A whole army?” I asked Mygle.

“Yeah,” he replied.

“Are we talking hundreds?”

“Maybe 40?”

It was hardly an army but it was definitely enough to completely ruin my day and kill the entire town. There was no way that just Roy and I were going to be able to take care of this all by ourselves.

Someone else walked into the bathroom.

“Wes?” Roy called.

“In here,” I replied. I flushed the toilet and walked out.

“What are you doing?”

“Talking to Mygle.”

He looked confused for a second.

“Is that the gremlin you told me about?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. What is he doing here?”

I quickly filled Roy in on what was going on. I could see all of the color drain from his face when I told him but he kept his voice steady.

“That’s very unfortunate,” he finally said. “What do we do?”

“We are going to need help.”

“I agree.”

All I could think was that this town was screwed. Even if Kelly got here in time, and I don’t think she would, I doubt they would be able to stop them. All of the monsters in the country, maybe even the world, were massing a full assault and none of us were prepared for it. Well, maybe Kelly was. She seemed pretty confident.

“Where’s Mygle?” Roy asked me.

“He’s in there,” I said, pointing towards the stall.

“Why is he here? What’s his plan?”

“I’m here to help,” Mygle informed us as he came out of the stall.

“How much can you really do?”

Mygle smiled. “You’ve never met many gremlins?”

“No.”

“I thought so.”

I let out a sigh of aggravation.

“I need to call Kelly,” I said, walking back into the stall. I wasn’t sure why I walked back in there. Maybe it felt more private and didn’t want them talking around me, not that they would.

“Why?” Mygle asked me.

“Because we are going to need help.”

“What about them?”

I walked back out of the stall and there were now ten more gremlins standing in the bathroom.

“Friends of yours?” Roy asked…

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Seven

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If I had some water in my mouth I probably would have spit it out from the shock. Doesn’t that always seem a little fake to you? Would someone’s natural reflex really be to spit out the liquid rather than choke on it if they were caught by surprise? I don’t think that makes any sense.

“Mygle?” I whispered. “People can see you.”

He just smiled at me.

“Only I can see you,” I stated the now obvious. He nodded his head. “That makes sense, but I still can’t talk to you without looking crazy.”

“What would you like do, then?” he asked me. I ignored his improper English, as always.

I thought for a second. “Meet me in the bathroom.”

“The bathroom?”

“Yeah.”

“Kind of gross, isn’t it?”

“Yes, just go there.”

“Okay.” He disappeared.

I walked back over to Roy and the lieutenant.

“Who were talking to?” Roy asked me.

“No one,” I lied.

“You were talking to someone.”

“Nope, but I have to go to the bathroom.”

“Right now?”

“Yeah.”

I left them and headed to the bathroom. There were five stalls and three urinals. I thought it be best if I went into one of the stalls. I waited for five minutes until Mygle finally showed up.

“Where were you?” I asked him.

“Wrong bathroom,” he explained.

“Why are you here?”

“There is an uprising.”

“I gathered that much.”

“I thought we can work together.”

“I don’t think that would work out right now.”

“Why?”

“We’re about to go into Kelly’s agency’s headquarters.”

Can you imagine? I could convince Kelly and her team that Mygle was good but the whole agency would be impossible. I didn’t have to explain that to him.

“I can’t go there,” he said.

“I know that,” I agreed.

“Neither can you.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

He wanted to say something but it didn’t look like he was going to.

“Anyway,” I began, “I need to go.”

“You can’t leave yet,” he informed me.

“Why?”

“Werewolves.”

“We killed them.”

“Only four of them. There’s a whole army coming…”

 

From the Ashes: Chapter One Part Six

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This has never happened before. I keep saying that, don’t I? Maybe not in the same words but I guess I do. But it’s true. There has never been a massive countrywide attack like this before. Maybe there was one way back in the 16^th century but history was never my favorite subject.

I grabbed Roy by the arm and pulled him to the side.

“Get your hand off of me,” he said as he ripped his arm away.

“Sorry,” I apologized.

“Did you just apologize?”

“I did.”

“Weird.”

“Never mind. What are we supposed to do? This is obviously what the man in the hat and trench coat was warning me about. We can’t possibly stop all of the monsters everywhere.”

“I don’t know, but we’re obviously going to need her help.” He was referring to Kelly, of course.

“You’re right.”

“Admitting I’m right? Wow this is a crazy day.”

The lieutenant walked over to us, a look of worry spread all over his face.

“This is bad, right?” he asked us.

I nodded my head. “Yeah.”

“This is monsters?”

“It has to be.”

“Should we call in the national guard?”

“I don’t know what we’re going to do, but we have our own backup.”

I walked away to make the call. I still wasn’t sure if I trusted her anymore but we needed her agency’s help. Plus she was still so incredibly hot.

I took out my phone and found her name listed in my contacts.

“Wes,” she said as she answered.

“You watching the news right now?” I asked her.

“You know that I am.”

“We are going to need everyone.”

“We have it handled.”

“You have it handled? You sound very confident about that.”

“We are a lot bigger than you think we are.”

“That’s very comforting.”

Her group already made me nervous. I started to think that if they wanted to they could probably stop me.

“We’re going to need as much help as we can,” I told her. “I have a feeling this is going to get a lot worse.”

“I agree,” she replied. “I would like it if you could come in.”

The thought of it made me sick, being in the belly of that organization’s lair. My head was screaming for me to hang up the phone and run. Roy and I weren’t going to be able to do this by ourselves. We needed to group together and strategize.

“Maybe that’s a good idea,” I finally said.

“Really?” She was surprised, and she should be.

“Yeah, why not?”

“Okay then. I’ll send a car to pick you up.” I told her where we were.

“We have a couple of loose ends to tie up real quick and then we’ll be ready.”

“Right.”

We hung up. I let out a sigh of regret.

“We are going to need her help, though,” I told myself.

“Mine, too,” said Mygle, as he appeared right in front of me and in front of all of the police officers…