- By andrew of red steel
A/N: I got this idea from another story I was writing, so I thought Id use it here as well.
Andrew woke up one spring saturday....
Nothing was darker than the stars, the old sage had told Andrew.
And he also told Andrew that virtue is the best property in a person. And that Andrew could be the legendery Chosen One that the prophesies of old and dank and darkness had spoken about.
Oh yes, the Prophecy. That what had made Andrew lay awake at nights. Of course Gladias had asked what was up with Andrew.
"Of course," Andrew would always say, "there is nothing going on, dear. Go back to sleep." And in their minds they'd fill in "You don't have to worry about the terrible burden I will have to carry for the rest of my life"
Because everyone knows, prophesies have a nasty way of coming true. And this one was about to come true spectacularly.
Salamurder (Evil Twin) sat on Their throne wetly. They knew there was something wrong. Of course, Salamurder (Evil Twin) had looked into the sacred manakin, but that could tell Them nothing.
They got up and called for their men. (A/N: Last year, Salamurder (Evil Twin) had actually gained control over the demonic armies of the underworld. It's a really cool story. Maybe I'll write it some day!)
"Massster," the biggest of the demonic generals spoke to Salamurder (Evil Twin). "The seers in our army have heard the whispers of the dark blood. The Prophecy is about to come true!"
"The Prophecy?!"
"Yes, the Prophecy!"
"Then I know what to do," said Salamurder (Evil Twin). "I want you to go Ohio....and steal Gladias from Andrew!
"It will be my pleasure!" the vile creature spoke and with a zwoof he raised up and flapped on his wings away. Onto Ohio, where he knew Gladias would be.
In the darkest of dark nights. Between the sun dawn and the sun dusk, the demons would arrive. And before Gladias could realise, a large army had amassed before their doorstep. But Gladias would not go without a fight. And for a brief moment, it looked like they'd get the upper hand. But then the demons used their infernal power. And down Gladias went. Captured by the demonic army. All now, helpless in their darkest caves underneath. In a special prison they had prepared for Gladias.
And in the distance, Gladias was sure they could hear Salamurder (Evil Twin) laugh. Oh no, they thought, if only Gladias could warn Andrew not to come. Because this was a trap. Gladias was sure of it. They'd seen Salamurder (Evil Twin) do this sort of thing before. But then, back then, it was with guiter. It was quite a fight that time in order to save Slyphur but eventually they prevalied althought Gladias didn't know if they could do it now, after all, Gladias was captured and now trapped with the demons in the prison below in the cave. Chained up, beaten, threatened with unspeakable acts that the demons all too sure loved to talk about. But it was a trap, and despite that, Gladias would love in Andrew would come. Gosh, Gladias wished they could defeat Salamurder (Evil Twin) on their own. But Salamurder (Evil Twin) was too strong and had the Prophecy on their side. There was not much to do. Except, maybe, maybe Andrew could save them. But it could still be a trap. Of that, Gladias was sure of..........
"And Andrew met Salamurder (Evil Twin) and he said "omgosh you look big and scary". Salamurder (Evil Twin) laughed.
"I came here to kill you, but now I know I cant. I I..your going to kill me arnt you?"
"No, why should I? Your a Wearwolf like me. Look deep into your heart you know it to be true.
Andrew looked deep into his soul, and saw the truth. He was one. He was on the wrong side all along.
He left who he wrongly thought were his friends , and joined his true family.
And so they lived happly ever after as Wearwolfs
