Cian's Treasure

The moon hung low in the night sky; causing the moonlight to cast an eerie glow upon the forest below. Everything in the forest stood still as if there was no life at all. Not even the crickets were making a single noise.

Six giant wolves stood in the middle of this clearing waiting and calculating. The biggest of them all stood in the middle. Fur as black as night; he could easily blend in with the shadows of the night and eyes the color of green hazel.

The alpha of the pack, gifted with art of fighting, and strength. The one sitting next to him, the second biggest of the six wolves. A husky like fur color with markings around his eye, he scans the forest with his stormy blue eyes looking for anything out of the ordinary. The beta and the alpha’s most trusted and loyal friend, gifted with the ability of stealth and reading minds.

The Alpha glances at his brethren, the twins who were fidgeting. Wanting to get on with the upcoming battle. Both look so much alike with same gray black fur and deep green eyes.

They were the scouts of the pack both gifted with speed and agility. The twins were considered the hot heads of the group and the alpha value their natural ability to fight as well as scouting.

Last but not least, two wolves who were the calm and collected ones compared to the scouts. One was a rogue who was force to leave his old pack because he was consider weak. A russet wolf with hazel green eyes. Gifted with stealth and spymaster qualities; he proved himself that he’s a strong and very capable fighter. Join the pack shortly after a mock fight. The other wolf whose fur is the color of dark brown with light gray eyes. Fighting is like second nature to him along with good knowledge of weaponry and war strategist.

All four of his brothers were a true asset to the pack, to which he is grateful to have them as friends too. As they were grateful to have him as an Alpha. As the night drew on and the Alpha notice his brother growling in the direction where the wind was blowing. The Alpha sniffs the air and the scent made his nose wrinkle.

A scent in which makes every werewolf cringe in disgust. The smell of over powering sweetness mix with blood and death. The only scent that is link directly to vampires. One by one they came into the clearing, all of them solely fix on the pack of six. Newborns they were the strongest due to them just turning and not being able to control their strength.

Within seconds of entering the clearing, all twelve of them charge towards to the werewolves. To think that the vampires have easily outnumbered the wolves and they were wrong. The newborns were the ones that were out-numbered. The Alpha gave the word to his brothers; within seconds they charge at oncoming newborns.

The Alpha took on two newborns by himself. Letting out a low growl as he charges at the two of them. ”Bring it,” he thought and rush forward at the two that came at him. He body slams into the one closest to him. the newborn fell backwards but quickly gain his balance. It went for the Alpha again. The newborn hisses at him as he swings his razor nails at the Alpha.

The Alpha quickly dodges the attack as he took a side step to the left. Quickly swings his huge black paw at the newborn. His paw collided against the newborn’s torso causing deep red gashes across his stomach. Slowly, big spots of black crimson blood starts to spread across the white t-shirt. The newborn let out a ear splintering scream. Making the birds in the nearby trees flee. The smell of vampire blood hung thickly in the air. Not even the sweet night air can cover the smell of the sickening scent. .

All of a sudden a second newborn came out of nowhere and jump on his back. He let out a loud growl and try to buck him off his back. Within an instant, the vampire pierce his shoulder with its fangs. He fought back the yelp that threatens to come out. Pain is slowly crawling down his spine. Feeling the warm stickiness trickling from the wound. His blood wafting around him . That damn newborn made him bleed.

"Son of a bitch!” he yelled through the mind link. He would not let this wound get the best of him.

The Alpha will not show weakness. Not now nor ever. He finally manages to the get the newborn off of him. Quickly turning around took a swipe at the vampire. Sharp razor claws connects to the side of the newborn’s face. The sound of bones shattering fills the Alpha ears.

Satisfaction.

The newborn sways left to right. Slowly sinking towards to the ground. Stalking up to the newborn Still on the defense. Lifting up one giant paw. Slamming it down onto the head. HARD. Before itself could heal. A loud CRUNCH echoed around him.

Earning a toothy grin from the Alpha.

He turns his attention onto fight. His brothers were holding the vampires off pretty well. Two newborns to each. Most of them dead already.

He notices a newborn running towards his Beta. Who was busy with two newborns himself. ”No you don’t!”

A loud murderous growl escapes out from his chest. He makes a run at the newborn . At the very last second. He leaps five feet into the air, landing on the newborn’s back. They both hit ground with a THUD. The Alpha doesn't let go despite the shocks of pain crawling up his paws.

The newborn trying to pry himself away but with no such luck. The newborn may have been stronger but it was no match for the Alpha. He is consider to be five times bigger than a normal Alpha his age.

The Alpha instantly went for the neck. Teeth making contact with the jugular as he bites into the skin. Tasting the thick ooze dipping into his mouth. An overpowering metallic fills his taste buds. It tastes like Death. Making him want to gag. The trachea along with the jugular compresses together as he bites down.

One final bite, he savagely pulls the head off of the body. Tossing it to the side.

and severing the head from the remaining part of the neck. Blood cover his muzzle and felt like he was about to get sick from tasting the vampire blood in his mouth. His wolf grin at the sight of the gore and carnage that he and his brothers left in their wake.

He turns to view the fight and notices that his brothers were doing a good job of taking down the rest of newborns. He felt something from behind and knew it was oncoming attack, instantly he dodge it by taking a sidestep to the right.

The newborn fell forward onto his face. Looking around to see if anyone notice. The Alpha caught the random gesture. Let out a noise that sounded like a chuckle. What’s that saying, ‘Think before you Act’. Well this newborn didn’t think before he acted.

The Alpha swings one of his back paws at the newborn’s right leg. With a good amount of pressure added to the swing.

The leg snaps to the left. The creature staggers to the ground. A loud hiss escape from it's pale lips. It struggles to stand. Turns around to face him. Sprinting at him in full speed, despite his injury. Letting out a loud screech.

Bringing the alpha unto his back, the newborn started to claw at his stomach. The Alpha tries to get the newborn off him but with no avail. Feeling the warm blood running down his back. That was going to leave a gruesome scar.

His Beta came to his aide. Tearing the newborn off him by the neck. Throwing him like a rag doll as he zips threw the air. Hitting a nearby oak tree. Hitting the tree with so much force; it cause the tree to split near the trunk. Giant oak groan in protest as falls onto newborn. The ground shook the surrounding area.

"Um we were suppose to say timber?” chimed in one of the twins. They all chuckle at the comment.

They all turn back to their human forms and placing all the bodies of the vampires in one huge pile and setting it afire. As they watch the fire slowly died down, one by one each of the boys turn wolf. All of them let out a victory howl to Mother Moon and Father Earth. They headed back to the pack house.

As the Alpha ran with his brothers, he felt proud knowing he can count on these guys to help him out when he is in a bind.

The five are the ones that the Alpha trust with his life as well as well being of the pack. His comrades and most important of all, his brothers in arms...