Chapter : 01

The sleeping village of Moonlight was bathed in a heavy silence, the ancient houses rising majestically, lit by the silver light of the full moon. The villagers went about their daily activities, while calm enveloped the streets. Some were already resting peacefully in their homes, lulled by the gentle murmur of the night wind. The starry sky shone above the sleeping village, while the stars twinkled like precious jewels.

The dim lights from the windows lightly illuminated the darkness, testifying to the tranquility that reigned in the village. In the distance, we could hear the melodious chirping of crickets and the soothing murmur of the river that meandered near the village. The narrow, winding streets seemed deserted, only a few furtive shadows moving here and there. The inhabitants of the village had retired to their sleep, unaware of the mysteries of the night.

On the other side, the full moon shone in the night sky, spreading its silver light over the large forest that stretched majestically on the outskirts of the village. Its soft and mysterious rays filtered through the foliage of the centuries-old trees, creating captivating plays of light and shadow. The moonlight transformed the moss-covered undergrowth into a magical landscape, illuminating the winding paths with a magical glow.

Under the benevolent gaze of the full moon, wild animals moved gracefully and discreetly between the trees, adding a touch of life to this nocturnal scene. The soothing murmur of streams and rivers flowing through the forest seemed amplified by the magic of the moonlit night. Wildflowers, bathed in this silvery light, sparkled like precious jewels on the forest floor.

Suddenly, an imposing figure stood out from the darkness. It was the werewolf, a half-man, half-beast being, whose massive and menacing form announced its imminent presence. His eyes shone with an unearthly glow as he emerged from the forest, revealing powerful musculature and sharp claws.

Each of his steps left deep imprints in the ground, testifying to his strength and determination. Its gait oscillated between majesty and sinister, reminiscent of a predator moving in the darkness in search of its prey. Each step echoed in the silence of the night, creating an aura of suspense as he advanced with predatory confidence.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking scream tore through the air. The werewolf’s wild song echoed through the forest, announcing its imminent approach. It was a cry full of pain and anger, delivering a mournful melody that sent shivers through the souls of the villagers. The echoes of its howl reverberated between the trees, creating an oppressive atmosphere which foreshadowed the imminent arrival of this legendary creature.

As he walked through the forest, the werewolf seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness. Its agile, powerful run propelled it through the undergrowth, its clawed paws digging into the soft ground. The moonbeams piercing the dense foliage seemed to caress his dark fur, giving him a mystical aura as he moved with eerie grace through the shifting shadows of the forest.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking howl tore through the peace of the night. The village dogs began to bark frantically, alerting the most attentive among the villagers. Some woke with a start, their hearts racing, while others preferred to ignore this primal scream, hoping it was just a figment of their imagination.

The villagers, startled awake by the terrifying howl of the werewolf, were seized by fear and terror. The peaceful streets of the village echoed with the shrill, nervous barking of dogs, adding an agonizing cacophony to the already tense atmosphere. Panicked residents rushed to barricade doors and windows, desperately seeking refuge from the threat looming over their community.

___ It’s the full moon, shouted the population, there he is, the werewolf.

As terror gripped the village, a group of intrepid hunters gathered in the darkness of night. Their faces were firm and resolute, their weapons gleamed in the light of the flickering torches.

___ Let’s share, suggested one of them.

___ I’ll take care of the North Pole, Alex decided with rage in his eyes.

Alex was a man of remarkable presence, his imposing build testifying to his physical strength and his unwavering resolution. His height exceeded that of his companions, and his athletic figure reflected the rigorous training he imposed on himself to be ready to face the perils that threatened his village. His broad shoulders carried the weight of the responsibilities that fell to him as leader of the hunters.

His face, weathered by the full moon and the wind, bore the marks of time, but also those of wisdom and experience. His piercing eyes, as deep blue as the calm waters of a lake, testified to his keen intelligence and his unwavering determination. Every look he looked at his companions expressed absolute confidence in their abilities and a firm desire to lead them to victory.

The arrow he carried on his back was more than a weapon : it was a symbol of his unparalleled skill as a hunter. Precisely carved and decorated with ancient runes, it represented the perfect mastery of the ancestral art of hunting. His slingshot, designed with care and precision, was the instrument by which he could hit distant targets with formidable precision.

The determination that drove Alex was like an inner fire that never stopped burning. He had sworn to protect his village at all costs, and his loyalty to his fellow citizens was unwavering. His voice was imbued with a natural authority that inspired confidence in all who listened to him, and his natural charisma made him a born leader.

Guided by Alex’s strength and courage, the hunters prepared to face the threat to their beloved village. Their faith in their leader was unwavering, because they knew he would lead them with honor and determination to victory.

___ Very good, you are our great warrior, we will follow in your footsteps. What do you decide next ?

___ I will go to the North Pole with Isaac and the rest of you, you will share two by two in my other corners.

___ Alright, good luck.

Alex, standing at the North Pole with his arrow and slingshot, prepared to face the fearsome werewolf. With unfailing determination, he followed the monster’s footsteps step by step, ready to do battle. Suddenly, a village appeared out of nowhere and a voice filled with fear spoke out :

___ It devastates everything in its path ! The villagers were terrified.

___ We have to go, Isaac, follow me, Alex ordered firmly.

Abandoning their posts, the two hunters headed towards the village in distress. In the distance, Alex saw the werewolf destroying a house and threatening its inhabitants.

Without hesitation, Alex raised his Alex Launcher and aimed at the supernatural creature. The projectile cut through the air with formidable precision and reached its target. Alex stood ready, his heart racing as he faced the fearsome creature. The werewolf let out a heartbreaking howl that vibrated the air and announced the start of the duel. The two adversaries looked at each other, each measuring the strength and determination of the other. The werewolf roared in pain when Alex slapped his paw again, but he didn’t step back. The duel continued with increasing intensity, each movement filled with determination and adrenaline.

Suddenly, the werewolf grabbed Alex, shook him violently, then threw him away while rushing after him. Despite his injury, Alex got up with determination and began to run towards his opponent. His breathing short and his heart pounding, he refused to give in to the pain that tormented him. Each step brought him closer to the fearsome creature as it retreated into the night. The look of determination in Alex’s eyes contrasted with the darkness that surrounded them, ready to face his formidable opponent once again. Arriving next to each other, the werewolf attempted one last desperate attack, but Alex managed to dodge and retaliate with fearsome precision. The Alex Spear vibrated in Alex’s hands as he launched a final projectile towards his opponent. The Alex hit the werewolf square in the chest, causing him to stagger and recoil from the brutal impact. The werewolf, furious and injured, turned on his heel and fled into the dense forest to escape his attacker. Alex got up and started chasing him. Having witnessed this attack, Isaac quickly turned to the other hunters to tell them about this magnificent duel between Alex and the wolf.

To be continued…