The Soldier Werewolf

The helicopter drops and Damian is brought down, unconscious almost lifeless, the paramedics were already on the ground waiting for him, his injuries were severe as his uniform had been turned open in the helicopter, as he was brought down, the bags of drips that connects to his body moves from one place to the other as his body was being trolled down quickly into the military based hospital, there in the Rockcity, the paramedics were all seen trying to resuscitate and stabilize him as he was been hurriedly taken into the ER; for his condition became worse even before they got him Into the hel

icopter, his entire uniform was drowned in his blood, his eyes red and the number of injuries inflicted on his body can not be completely seen, they could be internal as he laid still, almost lifeless. Damian was the only survivor out of eight soldiers who was sent on a mission to a location they chased the enemies into an abandoned enemy factory warehouse, after several gun shots there was a sudden wired screams as the guys were been picked on one after the other, going inside the abandoned factory was a setup,even though they succeeded in eliminating all the threats in the building but afterwards something even worst began to kill the men one after the other, all that I could remember was a beast,a werewolf, huge, tall yet fast, vicious held me by the neck as it lifted me up as fear grib me by the stomach as the pain from the crib on my throat almost letting life slowly slip from my body, the look at his eyes was as if he recognized my soul from somewhere, he puts his razor sharp teeth on the side of my neck, he drops me as he began to transform back into a human while I crawled my way out from the place,I could not walk and so I crawled with my both hands, it was shortly afterwards that there was an explosion in the factory, the explosion went past my face and it took me and landed me where they found me crawling out as the explosions as a disturbing noise from the beast accompanied the sound from the explosion, the vision of the remains from the rest of the soldiers who went into that factory were not good sight to behold.

Now here I am with a bandage across my left eye and my leg hangs rigged with an excruciating pain that moves from my left eye down to my neck and my right leg. My neck hurts each time I close my eyes see and this vision of a certain man kept in chains, his both hands chained separately from each other as he was forced to watch as a certain woman and child were been manhandled and he is forced to watch, and these two were under chains as well as they were both under chains at the end of the room, then I suddenly I see his face staring at me in the dream as if he could see me " help me " the prisoner says as suddenly I hear a wolf haul.

What could be wrong with me, how come I feel different, I never dream and how come all of a sudden I now have these disturbing dreams, could it be from the injuries on my neck, could it have been an infection from the bite? The doctors claim that it was as a result of the explosions that I have some metals in my neck, even when I tried to explain that I was bitten by the werewolf none of them believed me, they say werewolves don't exist. I thought they didn't either until I saw this one in the abandoned factory. I didn't know they existed, I have only seen them in movies and never thought they actually existed but here I am, bitten by the werewolf and I just hope that it has not infected me with some kind of disease. Since I arrived at the hospital, no family member has been allowed to see me, I have been in the intensive care unit, the ICU, and the doctors said judging by the amount of blood I lost that I was not supposed to make it but I did, and now I am just going to meet with my mother today; she will be taking me home today, the doctors said I could recover even faster if I am around loved ones. I heard the knock on the door as mother ran inside to hug me as she began to cry " they will not let me see you" mother cried, they said you need not be disturbed "it was today they said I could come and take you home, everyone in church was praying for your healing" thanks mum, I didn't know what to say to my Mama, I didn't think she would understand as she continued " they said I could take you home" yes mama, we can, am better now Mama. I hate to see my mother worried, I saw how worried she was with my dad, she would cry every night praying on her knees for my father to survive but he didn't, he died a few months after his body could no longer bear the pain.

The house would be so empty without a father, I didn't even know how my mother was able to survive her father's death. "I left your room the exact way you left it," mother said "I never allowed anyone to mess with your stuff " she added, as she willed me to the car as we drove home. I've missed this town it's been two years and seven months and three weeks and two days since I left this town, my posting came in two weeks after my father's passing, I thought the posting came at the right time, the entire house reminded me me me me every one of father, he was such an active man a retired lieutenant colonel, he would not allow anyone to rest, and if you don't like history then you are not his friend. Everyone knows that he loved to talk about war stories and his wife would rather drag him away to eat if not he wouldn't.