Chapter Text
Part 1
The moon was shining brightly in the dark night sky. In the small town of Pleasantville, the streets were quiet. Nobody went out on the full moon anymore. A sound broke the silence, the cry of a wolf. But everyone knew that this was not the cry of a normal wolf. Another arose from across the town, followed by more and more. Soon the night was filled with the sound of the wolves. Dozens of them. Then, one by one, they were gone. All over the town people checked their locks, and the bars on their windows.
They ran through the streets, lightning fast. The hunt was on. They stopped at the bandstand in the middle of town, to hear the voice of their leader.
Above them all a man watched on. In his late twenties, he stood tall and proud. Brown fur covered his chest and back, and his muzzled face. His eyes shone yellow in the moonlight.
Finally, the wolves had gathered. He raised his ands for silence. “Brothers!” he said. “Tonight is a glorious night! We are approaching the night we have been waiting for! In two days time, we shall celebrate the anniversary of the new beginning! On that night, it shall be five years exactly since their time ended, and ours began!” and with this he through his head to the sky and howled.
The crowd below joined him, and once more the night was filled with the sounds of their joy.
TBC....