Warwolf Part 8 – Warwolf

Now we step forward a few years.

Warwolf

“Übergabe” the Hun soldier shouted at me an instant before I ripped open his chest with a massive fur covered claw. I was surrounded by dead Hun soldiers, each one the victim of this wild beast. I turned away from the carnage and made it two steps before I was overcome with tiredness and collapsed into the mud and blood above the English Army trench

I was woken by soldiers shouting “The war is over”

“What happened, did we win?” I asked looking down at my green blood stained uniform.

“The War wolves came and slaughtered every last Hun Soldier.

Warwolf Part 7 – Ravages

For the moment this is the last of the “Before” chapters before we jump forward.

Ravages

The warm copper smell cut through my senses and I felt Hungry. All this time I had fought off the hunger believe it to be part of my old life, but now it stored inside me and I wanted more. My tail swished back and forth as I looked along the trenches, there were the Hun lines and I now stalked them eager for the kill. A Hun appeared from a doorway and I pulled back my lips drooling. I could smell his blood and it stirred more inside me. The soldier wasn’t aware of me even when I killed it.

Warwolf Part 6 – Disipline

Discipline

“Take the command and lead the next charge.”
“No Sir!”
“This isn’t a request!”
“I still refuse.”
“Your a good man and you fellow soldiers look to you for support!”
“I’m not leading anyone anymore!”
“I don’t care what you past history is, you will take over the company and lead the charge over the line.”
“I will not charge into death and not lead anyone to death!”
“You have done before!”
“We were protecting our livelihood.” I growled.
“And your not this time?”
“This isn’y my war, I have already lost my life for this godforsaken country, no more!”

Warwolf Part 5 – Charge

Charge

Soldiers lined the trenches, rifle in hand, each one giving prayers to the chosen gods or goddesses. I looked up to the mud that lined the top edge and watched as the sun began to rise. Somewhere a faint whistle sound was heard before the signal was repeated down the line. Everyone stood up and gripped their rifles, my commander gripping his pistol tightly. “I wish you were the one leading the charge Mr. Purcell.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I know that everything you led has never been defeated.”
“There was one charge that failed!”
“You had no choice then!”

Warwolf Part 4 – One Month

One Month

“There is truth in the old saying that only the good die young!” a soldier said as he dropped down next to me.
“I know the truth in that,” I said trying to avoid eye contact.
The soldier lit a cigarette and offered it to me and I refused it with a shake of my head, missing my long hair. “Do you mind if I ask how old you are?”
I turned to face him and with a sigh I answered, “Over 60.”
“You are over 60 and still fighting!”
“I tried to avoid fighting.”
“Once a fighter?”
“Press ganged!”

Warwolf Part 3 – Trench Ghost

Trench Ghost

For more then a month I have watch the young soldier walk up and down the trenches carrying his lantern. Never once did I assume there was anything unusual about a soldier walking around. This night the sun had faded early and I laid there against the trench wall, Enfield rifle in hand looking out over the nomans land that separated us from the Huns. I spotted a flair flying above the field and nearly missed the scream of a shell falling from the sky. The shell exploded near me, the blast of air nocking me unconscious. When I woke up the next day I asked the Commanding officer what happened to the young soldier with the lantern. He asked me to describe the young soldier, but when I finished he stiffened.
That young soldier was killed at the beginning of the war!” He stated before dismissing me.
I walked back to my station in the trench and dropped back into my usual place. How could he be dead when I have seen him since I arrived.
“You know why!” my companion said as he sat down beside me, ” Ghost like us walk the battle field never finding peace.”