The Werewolf of Wolfia
Now, I know I shouldn't be juggling stories, but I wanted to put this up here and see what you guys think. I may write more stuff and turn this into a series, but for now, this is what I have so far. This is the Werewolf Lore I wrote for the Minecraft server I am an Admin on, and yes it's name is Wolfia. Don't ask why. Tell me what you guys think and enjoy! ^,..,^
I swiftly made my way through the great hall as fast as humanly possible, ignoring the numerous paintings and banners decorating the massive stone walls as I quickly approached my destination. My long, white lab coat was waving about as I moved with great strides. I approached the pair massive doors and I raised the document in my hand, making sure the intricate paw print seal was visible for the Wolf guards to see. Acknowledging said seal, they lowered their weapons and allow me entrance into the chamber. I pressed on the door, and stood back as the hidden mechanisms within the castle slid the doors apart, revealing the breath-taking sight of the Throne Room. However, ignoring the many decorations again, I quickly stepped in and made my way towards the throne where a lone wolf sat, dressed in a green and silver outfit matching his well kept fur. He watched me intensly as I approached and quickly knelt before him.
"My Lord, You have summoned me on such short notice. What is it that you wish from me?" I started, looking down as I awaited his response.
"I have called upon you Marcus, that is the name you wish to call yourself this time, yes?"He asked, as I quickly looked up and nodded. He is trying to use my title, which means this meeting is bound to be very important. It's a good thing I addressed him in the way I did. He simply sighed and continued, "Marcus, why must you always change your title, it makes things so confusing and hectic when we need to call upon you. Anyway, that wasn't what I called you here for. Please, tell me, did you finish your most recent piece of research?
"I have, My Lord. In fact, I had just put the finishing touches to my reports when I received your orders. It is a very good thing as well. you know how I can barely trust my apprentices with my work." I answered, the annoyance rising in my voice at the thought of those two. They aren't bad, mind you, they are just very, very clumsy and I try to avoid having to give them highly important tasks.
"Good!" he exclaimed, his tail wagging behind him in what I assume was a happy way. "I have another task for you. An incredibly important one." he said, rising from his seat and approaching me as I rose myself. "As you know, there is a great battle between us and those wretched alchemists. And as a result, we are losing far too many soldiers than I can allow." I nodded to show my understanding
We have been at battle with the alchemists for years now. We have been losing, well, I guess I could say "men", but our troops are mostly made up of the evolved wolves that the Wolf Lord descended from. Still, I couldn't help but wonder what he need me for. I was, after all, merely a scientist. Well, Lead scientist, but a scientist all the same.
"Now, before I can allow myself to say anymore," he said, placing his paws upon my shoulders. "I need to know that I have your undying loyalty and that you will ask no questions on the matter." He once again, looked intensely at me, awaiting my response.
"I am appalled that you would ask such a thing." I gasped dramatically, placing my hand on my heart. "Of course you have my undying loyalty. I will follow you to the ends of the world, as always." I said, quickly kneeling in respect. the Wolf Lord's tail was wagging greatly and he was chuckling at my performance as I got up.
"Great!" he exclaimed once he regained his composure. "Now then, do you happen to have an empty vial on you? Most preferably one as clean as possible." He asked, once again looking deathly serious.
"I do, but may I ask why?" I question, removing one of the many vials I had in my coat in case I wanted to get a sample of something to research.
"No questions remember? Now," he unsheathed a small dagger with the Wolf crest on it and handed it to me. "Stab me, but try avoiding anything important and make sure it isn't fatal whatsoever." He said, shocking me greatly,
"But!"
"No questions Marcus! Now uncap that vial and try to catch as much blood as you can." He barked, bracing himself. He was being serious.
I held the dagger, shaking, and very reluctant, but I submitted, and quickly plunged the dagger into his upper arm and pulled it out went to collect the blood. "Collect as much as you can, and then wrap the wound." he groaned through clenched teeth. Having the vial soon filled, I capped it and put it away as I ripped a piece of my lab coat to wrap his wound tightly.
Finished, the Wolf Lord turned and sat back at his throne. "Now, this is what you must do," He said, clutching his arm a bit. "You know of the werewolves yes?" I slowly nodded, still shocked at what he had me do. "Perfect, now I need you to take that vial of blood, go to your lab and..."
"Wait, what!?" I yelled, my mind processing what he was about to tell me. "You want me to make a werewolf!?" I was even more shocked at this request.
"No. Not a werewolf. No, we need more than that. We need that infection so we could spread it to the other humans. We need warriors, strong ones, and fast. Now, Go! The quicker, the better! And no one else can know about this! Not even your apprentices!" he commanded, shaking me from my shock. Wordlessly, I knelt down in respect and turned away, back into the great hall and towards my laboratory.