Down to the Gallows
#1 of random stories
A little something I did for no reason, hope you like it!
I want to say, this was quite interesting to type out and to truly think through these emotions.
My name is David Fernandez. And I am a werewolf. One day I became cursed and now I am forced to become a monster every full moon. That was the norm for me until one day, early in the morning.
It was late and I finally managed to drift off into an uneasy sort of rest. The full moon was gone a few days ago some I had no worries of becoming that beast for at least another month. It had been only a few hours until I heard the sounds of horse hoofs hitting the stone path and the crashing of the door to my house. The morning light streamed into my room as the armored knight finally had his first glimpse of the monster that had killed so many since the fateful day where a strange beast bit me and forced me into this life. Nothing I could do could stop them from grabbing me and putting a sack over my head, and dragging me along by my hair into their cart. They bound my hands with straps of leather and steel, impossible to escape and meant to keep one bound till their demise. The sounds of crows that often hung around the castle at this time but were soon masked by the sounds of the jeering villagers wanting my death to avenge those I had killed without even knowing that I had even done it. The cart stopped and the crowds cheers at the monsters death was made even louder when a loud snapping sound was heard, meaning a neck had been broken by the hanging rope. They were taking me to the gallows and nothing I could do or say could make this right. I let my mind wander to the time before I was this beast, when I could firmly say that life had meaning and that it was good...now only the fate of death remained. The resident priest had been asked to give me my last rights, despite my condition and knowing the fact that I would stay in limbo, he still had a job to do before the hangman did his. The sack was taken off my head and my final request was granted "All I want is some wine and to say that I hope my death will be enough to make my sins even." The booing grew from the crowd and after the bottle was taken, I took my final sip of the castle wine. It was sweet and tasted of blueberries and cherries, a nice way to end my life is on the sweet note of this before the taste of death was tasted by myself. The bottle empty and my senses clearly blurred, they took me to the gallows and put the noose around my neck. The crowd was filled with people from all around the country to witness the deaths of all the werewolves that were seen. I stood on top of the trapdoor and waited for my last moments. I felt something inside of me, a feeling of regret that I didn't even try to stop them, so I did my last act as a werewolf.
"Down to the gallows where so many have died, I will die as a sinner never to see the light. Be that I do not know of my innocence, I will return, to the people who killed me here and now. Should I die and not come back as myself, you all shall share in my curse." I shouted before the lever was pulled, sending me to my death by the rope.
When I opened my eyes, everything was pure white and there was nothing around me. I seemed shorter than I was, a little more then half of the normal height I could see was gone but I could hear and smell much better. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see a man sitting on a small wooden chair with a book "Ah yes, you must be David. I've been waiting for you, as have your other brethren." He pointed to a large grouping of wolves that were either sitting or laying down near me "You see, when a werewolf dies, they can chose to go to heaven or hell like a normal person or to fully become a wolf and go back to life. Dear David, you may now choose your fate. After this, all your brethren who chose life will be sent back as their own pack of the alpha's choice and as this book dictates...you are to be the alpha David." I was shocked that this man told me that not only was I given the choice to live but to give me ownership of a full pack "Sir, I would be honored to lead this pack back to earth." He smiled and closed the book, making my vision blur and finally fade to black.
I awoke close to the ground and tried to speak, but when I tried only a low howl came out. I truly was a feral wolf and now, looking to my pack who was waking up behind me, that I was the leader of this pack. Thinking to my last moments, I knew that my curse would be successful because the curse of the werewolf
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