The hike
I was driving on the Mountain "Pasubio". It's a 2000-meter mountain and it's a pretty cool mountain, there aren't many animals there but there were 49 Italian galleries there which they used to go quickly to the trenches many years ago. Now it's just a hiking place for people and go to these refugees to rest.
I reached the nearby town and got some snacks when I went hiking. I went there to spread my father's (his name was Loris) ashes, last year my dad died at 90 years old, a natural death, fortunately, life has always had a timer and each ticking you're closer to death and I accepted it you might live for millions of years but you will die anyway, death is inevitable. I got to a nearby cliff and said in my language "Ciao papà se mi senti voglio solo dirti che ti voglio bene ("Hey dad, if you can hear I want to tell you that I love you)" I opened the pot leaving a tear and let it scroll down my cheek, I threw all the dust away and it flew away with the air. I walked away and started my journey to the 49 galleries of Pasubio. I picked my backpack and started the walk. It was a sunny day.
I saw other people hiking like me, Pasubio was a pretty popular place. There were many people, and I mean many people. I hope nobody gets hurt. It was pretty exhausting but I almost made it. I passed 40 galleries. It took me 3 hours. There weren't many people probably they just gave up, what a bunch of cowards, but some people kept up with me one had a thick beard and was un feet taller than me and very muscular and then there was his son he looked like 16 but when I asked him how old he was he said "14" "What the fuck?!" I thought to myself. Probably it was just some genetics in their family. I talked a little bit with his father.
His name was Barney Lupos, he told me he worked out a lot every week and told me how his life was... I was there listening to him. I was pretty interested in his conversation, we continued until we ended all the galleries, I was going to the refugee but the Father and son weren't... they decided to get back even if it was 3 more hours of walking. I said my goodbye and walked to the refugee. I got there and booked a room with a single bed, I got my keys and headed towards the room, while I was going there I saw two guys talking about werewolves I could not really hear well but I catch some parts "So the full moon is today at 11 pm we have to get out of here before those two werewolves hurt us...." they looked at me and nervously marched away, I shrugged at got inside the room. It was warm and the bed looked so comfortable, I felt very drowsy so I peeled off my clothes and got on the bed under its warm sheets. I really slept very well I didn't feel any fatigue or felt tired I was for the first time rested I checked my watch and it was 11 pm "HOW?!" I finally realized that I went to sleep at 2 pm and slept 9 hours, I hear a loud howl and then I heard someone yelling in pain. I could hear bones shifting and cracking followed by other 2.
I quickly dressed up and got everything I had and sprinted out of the room. I got out of the refugee and saw puddles of blood in the lobby. "I've got to get out of here," I said pretty scaredly, I got out my map and saw there was a short way of going down the mountain. I started walking and saw the trail to go back down. I was walking so if I had to run I was prepared.
The night was dark only to be greeted by the rays of the full moon, I could see very little so I got my flashlight and fired it up, I walked and walked it's been 30 minutes now, and it felt like ages... I hear again a wolf howl and thought to myself "They didn't say there are wolves in Pasubio..." I head some bush rustling from the bushes a big lupine creature walking on two legs I could tell it was 7 foot tall and it was making me feel scared, another one of those creatures came out and it was a little bit smaller than the other wolf. I said "nope" and ran as much as my legs could carry, I did a lot of workouts these years so I was pretty fast but those Werewolves were catching up to me, I had to find a way to outrun them because if I kept running straight they would eventually get me. I saw a little hole that looked like a mini cave. Crawled in it and the Wolves didn't seem to notice, one of them said in a familiar said: "Where did our friend go? He wasn't scared of us when we were in human form..." I realized it was the father and son I talked with before, I was scared I didn't want to maybe get killed or turn into one of them I didn't want to kill innocent people. One of them starts sniffing in the air and pointed their heads right at me, Shit they got my scent before I could even react they grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the cave and stood me up. I was so terrified I froze in place and the only thing I could move was my head, "Don't worry we won't kill you... we are not those guys at the refugee" they said, I responded with visible confusion "Then... who killed or turned all those guys. The son said, "Well, not all werewolves are kind like us all they want is human life wiped away starting from the mountains, there are others like us trying to stop the blood clan the one that is killing your kind". My reality started shattering away and a new one formed, I asked "So if werewolves exist, then what about other mythical creatures?" The father said, "They do but not in Italy in Transilvania or America and that's it..." our conversation got interrupted and 10 more werewolves came out of the trail "Don't worry they are one of us..." one of them started talking saying "I see you found a survivor..." Barney said "Yeah it's a miracle he got away that easily I think hes the only one that survived, the other just turned or became the meal for the blood clan."
Barney then said "Okay, Maria and Giuseppe rescue the human to safety it's gonna be a long trip so be careful, the others follow me..." all the werewolves followed the father and Maria said "Ok human are you going to collaborate with us or not?" I said "I will follow all your orders ms" we started walking down the mountain the two werewolves were alerted and very quiet I was just walking and looking at the dark night with the rays of the moon touching my skin, I felt something was wrong with me a tingling sensation in my stomach and then I felt a throbbing pain on my skin, I fell on my 4 a werewolf said "Are you ok?" I felt my hears ringing from the pain, I tried not to scream from how much pain I felt, I felt something growing under my nails it was painful, my vision became more brighter I could see better and hear better, I felt fur invading my skin and saw fur sprouting all over me, a muzzle formed causing even more pain, I left a tear of pain that got lost in the fur. I stood up and I realized I became a werewolf. But how? Fortunately I was in control of my body I didn't feel the need of killing anybody. Giuseppe aked me "Hey was ny of your family members a werewolf, because if one of them dies their power goes to their first or only son." I said "Wait one of my family members were werewolves? I didn't know that..." Maria said "Well I think they didn't want to tell you, you obviously didn't got bitten or clawed by the blood clan or you would try to kill us..." "Well I guess I can help you with your case now" I said shrugging "Yeah youre not a human and you look pretty strong come on we got to kick some clan asses" Maria said again.
The end... for now.