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nightmare engulfing them all. “Our Father, who art in heaven” he whimpered,
“hallowed be thy name…”
    “HERE IT COMES,” yelled the burly man, “PREPARE TO FIRE!”
    “Thy kingdom come, thine will be done…”
    “FIIIIIIIIIIIIRE!” The wolf leapt, dodging the flying
tracer, biting savagely into another man’s skull, ripping away bone and tissue.
More screams, more panic, more blood!
    “On earth as it is in heaven…” the wolf’s hideous, growling,
blood drenched form sped past the terrified boy. Another guard fell, ripped
limb from limb, his screams tormenting everyone around him. “Give us this day,
our daily bread…”
    “USE YOUR FUCKING KNIVES! STICK IT, STICK IT!” The beast
attacked again and again, the men lunging with their knives, their faces
bloodied, their eyes wide with terror!
    “Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
against us…”
    “HEEEEEEEEEEEELP” The guards fell in pools of blood, the
wolf ripping them to pieces, like lambs to the slaughter.
    “Lead us not into temptation,” the boy, now curled up like a
foetus, closed his eyes, “but deliver us from evil,” he sobbed.
    “COME ON THEN YOU BASTARD, TAKE ME! TAKE ME!” The burly man
stood facing the wolf, now standing on its hind legs, its tail vertical,
dominant, its tongue hanging loosely from its gore ridden jaws. Despairingly
the burly man looked around, noticing his men were all dead, all except the
cowering, urine soaked whimpering young lad! “YES, YOU’VE SAVED ME UNTIL THE
LAST, HAVEN’T YOU?” His knife was ready! He was ready…for the final fight! “YOU
FILTHY, MANGY PIECE OF SHIT!”
    “For thine is the kingdom…”
    The wolf snarled at its enemy, its blood red eyes glowing
deep with savage intensity. YOU, it thought, you would lead them to me, to
capture me!
    “WELL! WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING WAITING FOR? C’MON! C’MON!”
    With unnatural, malevolent fury the beast roared hate, the
skin around its powerful jaws peeling back showing its flesh ridden, blood
stained canine teeth. The burly guard froze in terror as the animal slowly walked
towards him, its claws ready to rip, tear and eviscerate.
    “The power, and the glory…”
    The burly man lunged at the wolf, slicing into its neck as
the beast struck out, slashing a claw across his face, dislocating his jaw.
Screaming in agony, falling to the ground like a rag doll, he began crawling
backwards as the wolf prepared for the kill.
    “For ever and ever…”
    The burly man couldn’t scream any more. Fitfully, he turned
onto his stomach, panting heavily, gasping for breath as he started to crawl,
somewhere, anywhere, just to get away from the nightmare behind him. Still
walking upright, the wolf drew closer, its heavy snorting breath harsh to the
man’s ears as its shadow crossed over his body. Then he felt it, the large,
clawed hand gripping the back of his neck, and the ground, swiftly jolting
away. The beast’s grip tightened, its red eyes scanning its prey, then, as the
burly man’s bowels emptied the wolf roared defiance into his face, its razor
sharp canines just inches away.
    The beast bit hard, ripping open the prey’s face, shattering
his skull, the burly man’s blood flowing onto the ground as his writhing,
twitching body fell limp. As if sensing overwhelming victory, the wolf’s grip
tightened around the butchered corpse as it howled into the ghostly night sky.
Then, with a hideous, dreadful roar, the wolf threw its enemy’s broken, blood
soaked form into the surrounding, darkened treeline.
    “Amen.” The boy continued to whimper as the forest fell
silent. There were no more screams, no more roars, no more howls. He kept his
eyes tightly shut, his urine soaked, stinking figure still curled like a
foetus, not daring to look at the nightmarish creature walking slowly towards
him.
     
    “NO ASH, DON’T KILL HIM, YOU’VE DONE ENOUGH, LEAVE HIM
ALONE!” Nick Lucas was nauseated, his feelings on fire. Never, in