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The year is 2010. Three friends are in College. They have been friends since high school, and now they have gone to Wisconsin to be in College. Everything was a blast. One night, they went out to the woods, to go camping. All was going well, until they encountered the most feared creatures...

 

Werewolves.

 

Now they are captives, and they're about to face the Leader of the Werewolf Clan. He is the most feared Alpha Werewolf, and if you messed with him... it would be over.

 

The three friends must stick together, no matter the circumstances. If they survive, they can make it out of the Werewolf Domain alive. If they don't... there's no hope.

 

 

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{The year 2010. Milwaukee, Wisconsin}

 

It was night in the dark forests of Milwaukee. The creatures were all in their homes, sleeping through the Summer night. Everyone was having parties, visiting families, and hanging out on their vacation. But in the night of the forest... darkness lurked...

 

Melissa Jenkins, along with her two trustworthy friends, were captured and had their wrists tied up by what people thought were unreal and a myth... Werewolves. These creatures captured them, and threatened to eat them. But some decided to let them be dealt with by their Leader. So now, Melissa and her friends are being taken to the Werewolf Leader.

 

The young woman's blue eyes were filled with tears. She didn't know what to do. Luckily, she had a hidden cell phone in one of her boots, so that she could call the police for help. What did these monsters want? Obviously, Melissa was too scared to find out.

 

She then glanced at her friends. Worry and sorrow filled the once carefree and fun loving eyes. Melissa didn't want anything to happen to her nor her two long time friends...

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Kalvin Stark was there tied up with Melissa and they're other friend. This wasn't what he had planed at all for the time they'd be staying in the forest. He racked his brain remembering the list he had made and definitely being captured by blood crazed flesh eating werewolves was not on it.

 

"Ahh! this isn't want I had planned at all" Kalvin said as one of the werewolves pushed him to be silent.

 

Kalvin noticed how scared Melissa was, as tears kept streaming down her face. He remembered a turn he'd hum that help raise her confidence. He gave her one of his playful smiles as he started to hum the tune for her. He heard several growls from the animals as he hummed the tune but he didn't listen to them, his concern was more for his friends then himself.

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Police Sergeant T.J. Harding drove his squad car slowly along the road that lined the forest.

 

Officer Harding had been looking through numerous forests near Milwaukee for the past day now, but at last he had a lead.

 

He had searched a number of named forests, National Parks and such, but now, this one didn't have a name, making it the perfect place for a crime.

 

His radio crackled to life,"Car 30, do you see anything on your side? Anything new, T.J?"

 

He grabbed it and pressed the respond button.

 

"Nah, nothing from here, Car 31. You see anything, Mark?"

 

"Yeah, I saw trees."

 

Harding chuckled a bit, he recomposed himself and spoke again.

 

"No, seriously, anything?"

 

"No sir, nothing."

 

Harding relaxed a bit and turned on his flashlight, shining it out the car window.

 

Suddenly, the radio crackled again.

 

"Wait...uhh..I think I see something..."

 

"Mark! What is it?"

 

"Uh...it looks like some sorta...camp...but it's not like you'd see with regular camps...looks more like....huts."

 

Huts.

 

That caught Harding as odd, there were no reports of any camps or homes in the vicinity.

 

"Roger that, Mark."

 

Suddenly, in a worried tone Mark said,"Oh...what in the...what is that?"

 

That caught Harding's attention," What! What is it, Mark?"

 

Mark's tone changed to pure fear," Oh...shoot! Dang it, what the heck are these things??"

 

Harding heard the click of a pistol through the radio.

 

"MARK! Are you okay!"

 

Harding heard Mark fire a few shots from his pistol, it didn't take the radio to hear that.

 

"DAMNIT! The pistol jammed.....oh...no...no...no....get the heck offa me! AGGHHHHH!!!!"

 

"MARK!! REPORT!! REPORT!!"

 

The radio went silent with static. Harding rammed his foot into the gas and the car sped off towards.

 

Harding reached it quickly, because Mark's car had literally become a landmark because it had caught on fire somehow.

 

Harding kicked open the car door and wielded his pistol, aiming it at anywhere near the car.

 

He ran over to the burning wreckage, only to find his good friend's body strewn nearby, clawed to pieces by......something.....

 

Harding was speechless, but he had no time to grieve for his friend now. He looked for any signs of the attacker, finding claw marks and a small tooth on the ground.

 

He looked closely at the tooth and remembered his outdoor training, identifying the tooth to that of a.....

 

 

....Wolf.

 

Harding dropped the tooth on the ground and ran to his car, turning it off and opening the trunk. He took out his 12-guage shotgun and attached a flashlight to it.

 

He then ran into the dark forest, intent on avenging his friend.

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After hearing about the three students going missing, Jim Davison felt compelled to go looking on his own. He had heard stories about campers going missing in the woods during a full moon, but he always had his doubts until tonight. Of course, knowing that people actually had gone missing didn't satisfy his curiosity. He had to find out what actually happened to them. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and the werewolves probably took him just as easily as they took them.

 

"Well, at least now I know." He commented, attempting and failing to lighten the mood. He only got angry looks from the other three, and a push from one of the werewolves. If I could reach that branch over there... He thought, eying a particularly club-like stick on the ground.

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((Wait a sec. Alkonium, only Melissa (my character), Kalvin, and Trace (Kyvios' characters) were captured by the Werewolves. And they were the only ones to camp together. You said you were finding the missing College students, not being captured with them. Could you edit your post, please? Not trying to be mean or anything, just trying to stick with the topic. Thank you.))

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A van parked near the edge of the dark forrest, right next to the burning police vehicle. The door opened and deployed dark figure wearing a hat. His gun with the attached rapier like blade was holstered within its sheath. He stepped out into the night air, and three other uniformed men behind him followed.

 

Baldur turned to the men. "Stark, you accompany me into the forest. Lou and Frost stay behind and guard the van."

 

There was a bank of computers inside of the van, each one being used by a Harker employee. Baldur looked at Stark. "Alright, Stark. Do not disapoint me. Show no mercy against a couple of rabid dogs!"

 

Baldur looked over and saw a dead body near the wrecked car. Well, almost dead. Baldur bent down and examined the body. The victim was covered with deep scratch wounds and bite marks resembling that of a wolf. Baldur pulled out his gun and put the victim out of his misery. A few more hours, and we would have been turned...

 

Baldur and Stark walked into the forest.

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Bloodhound was seated by the stream, cupping his hands and bringing it forward to look at his reflection. As the moonlight shone through a small crack in the roof, his face was illuminated, greatly increasing the visibility of his features. A large scar ran down his face, a brief spectacle of the challenges and trials he had overcome to claim his position.

 

This part of the lair was empty, only occupied by Bloodhound and a few bats. He stared into the silver-blue water, his focus absolute, his attention undivided. The moonlight faded from the crack, once again smothering the room in darkness. All he saw in the water were two red orbs, gleaming with ferocious cunning. He uncupped his palms, letting the water run free across the floor. He stood slowly, allowing his massive frame to be supported by his legs and then departed from the room via a small tunnel.

 

The tunnel emerged upon a small plateau, seperated from the ground by a huge cliff. He stared intently at the moonlight, allowing its silver radiance to overcome him. His crimson orbs ceased burning, instead taking a bluish-hue. He let off a great howl, which resounded across the landscape. Normally such a sound could be mistakened for simply a wolf, but heavens beware whatever wolf could make such a sound.

 

The sound struck fear into even the stoutest of Humans and creatures alike. He slowly drew back into the shadows of the cave and his eyes burned crimson yet again. He gave off a gentle sigh, then retired back to his cave.

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Melissa smiled at Kalvin's tune. The tune made her feel better. Ever since she was friends with Kalvin and Trace, her life was like an adventure. But now that they were captured, things changed...

 

"Well, at least now I know." Melissa glared at the other young man, who was also captured by the werewolves. How he got captured, she didn't know. Never saw him before. Or did she?

 

Suddenly, a terrorizing howl was heard. It sounded close. "W-wh-what was that?" Melissa asked, the fear coming back. The other werewolves flinched. But they knew the howl. They howled to the night sky as well, responding.

 

When they came towards a small plateau, one of the werewolves smiled coldy at the four youngsters. "We're here now..." The sound of the werewolf's voice scared Melissa. But she bit her lower lip, trying to keep her bravery.

 

((By the way, in this RP, werewolves are allowed to talk.))

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Trace Hyde had kept himself silent until he heard the howls of the night. He shifted a little uneasily wanting desperately to get out of the woods. Trace as against going camping in the first place, but Melissa seemed desperate to have the experience so he went along with it.

 

"W-wh-what was that?" Trace heard Melissa say.

 

He slightly sighed and responded with a whisper "Most likely them responding to they're pact leader or something."

 

For the fact that he was the youngest in they're group, he seemed to be the most calm and rational about stressful situations. And right now he figured if he was going to get eaten, then there wasn't much he could do to prevent it.

 

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Kalvin listened as the werewolves howled at the night sky, responding to they're leader. The sound made him feel uneasy, but he wouldn't allow his uncertainty about what might happen show his first thoughts were keeping his friends calm and alive.

 

"W-wh-what was that?" he heard Melissa ask slightly frightened

 

"Most likely them responding to they're pact leader or something." Trace said responding to her, with what seemed like a harsh tone to Kalvin.

 

"Hey Come on now. Remember when things get hard you have smile. And know, that they'll most likely eat me first" he said jokingly.

 

Kalvin ignored the person that was being held with them. His thoughts were really on any new people but the ones that meant to most to him.

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Harding ran as fast he could, pursuing whatever had caused his friend's death.

 

He quickly stopped for a short breather, and thought on what he was doing.

 

Should've called for backup....I don't know how many of these things are out there...

 

Harding shook the thoughts from his head and continued forward, this time a little slower.

 

Suddenly, he heard a chorus of howls arise from a part of the forest.

 

He froze still, trying to track the sound and identify. He still believed it to be the wolves.

 

He cocked his shotgun as he moved towards the direction of the howls.

 

He'd get his revenge yet...

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((Oh! It's all good, Alkonium. Sorry 'bout the misunderstanding.))

 

"Most likely them responding to they're pact leader or something."

 

Melissa stared at Trace. He must've been upset. But it was amazing to see him calm than herself, seeing that she was older. But she was an easily scared girl. She then remembered that if the werewolves weren't paying any attention to them when they turned away, she'd pull out her cell phone from one of her boots, and call the police.

 

"Hey Come on now. Remember when things get hard you have smile. And know, that they'll most likely eat me first" he said jokingly.

 

The young woman smiled a little. "No. They won't eat you. As long as we're here together, nothing will happen to us." She looked at Kalvin and Trace. Even the new captive person. "I promise."

 

Finally, they came upon a small plateau, where their Leader was. The commander came forth, and howled for the Alpha wolf, wanting to show him the werewolves' prize. Melissa stood there with the Kalvin, Trace, and the other boy, waiting for what was to come.

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Leaves crushed underneath Baldurs boot, as he walked forward. The forest was pitch black, but his enhanced sensory enabled him to see more clearer then daylight. His fellow rookie companion followed behind him, relying on the night vision goggles he wore to see through the darkness.

 

Baldur stopped mid way.

 

"Sir?" Stark wondered behind him. Baldur looked up at the sky and the full moon, and soon the howling erupted around the forest.

 

"That sound... so beautiful..." Baldur thought outloud. Stark gave him a puzzled look. Something a human would never understand. "Something so magnificent, coming from the mouth of a flee-infested mindless beasts!"

 

He continues walking and pulled out his gunsword. He loaded a clip of ammunition and switched off the safety. "Keep a strict eye on everything, Stark. Lycans are very efficient predators, with stealth as part of their specialty to blend in with shadows of nature. Show no mercy..."

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Two red orbs flickered inside the tunnel, atop the plateau. A sleek, black-coated canine emerged from the tunnel and approached the edge of the cliff. He looked over the Humans, eyeing each of them in turn. Bloodhound gestured at one of the Werewolves, instigating a small conversation. After that all that could be heard of the conversation were low pitch snarls and whines from the lesser creature.

 

Bloodhound's very appearance made the older Werewolves drop down in reverence, but the younger one carried on his silent protests. The Alpha-male ignored him, intent on learning more of the captives. He barked some harsh tongue at one of the elders and he responded in kind. Once they had finished the strange dialect a older Werewolf gently gestured his companion aside and spoke to the Alpha in the Human tongue. "We captilated them whilst they camped, a few miles west. Their blood-kin search for them and they have been missed."

 

Bloodhound nodded, understanding the Human dialogue perfectly. However he thought it best that he spoke in quiet with his blood-kin, but the elder had done his part. Bloodhounds crimson orbs turned once again to the captives, examining each of them in turn. He nodded towards the female captive, indicating to a nearby patch of foliage. One of the Werewolves carried out his order, taking her inside the tunnel in which Bloodhound now rested in.

 

He then gestured that the other captives be taken in the opposite direction, along the edge of the cliff structure. As the rest of the party carried out his instructions, one Elder turned and followed the female from afar, ensuring there would be no escape. He had instructed that the Female be brought to him directly, whilst the males be imprisoned in the main complex of the caves. Any who attempted to escape were to be devoured in front of the other captives, as a example.

 

A ruthless act, but he would ensure the safety of his pack. In his earlier conversation with the elder he had found out that the Humans thought the Werewolves would eat them. He thought this information useful, as he knew the Humans feared him and his kind.

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Kalvin saw a werewolf come and pick Melissa up and take her away. In a panic he shot to his feet trying to reach her.

 

"Melissa!...Melissa!" he said his voice panic stricken. He remembered a promise he made to her when they were younger that he'd stay by her side no matter the situation.

 

A couple werewolves came and started to drag Kalvin, Trace, and the other captive in the opposite direction. He tried fighting them off, fearful for what might happen to Melissa, as one of the werewolves came to pick Kalvin up he stomped down hard on the werewolves foot and thrusted his head into the beasts muzzle.

 

Kalvin looked over at the leader his eyes filling with rage and desperation "I go where she goes, do you understand that. I Go Where She Goes!"

 

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Trace didn't like Melissa being taken away any more then Kalvin did. But he wasn't about to make the situation worse for them by acting like a barbarian. Ever since they were young he considered Melissa and Kalvin siblings. They were always together, the three of them having fun and helping each other.

 

He watched as Kalvin attacked one of the creatures, his attack infuriated the beast so much that he picked Kalvin up by the throat and threw him against a tree not far away. Trace heard Kalvin hit the tree hard, then silence. After a moment Trace heard coughs, with a with a sigh of relief he looked over at the leader. Trace kept his eyes focused on the leader, memorizing his features as Trace was dragged away.

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"Melissa!...Melissa!"

 

The young woman began to panic with tears, trying to reach for Kalvin as well. "Kalvin! Trace! Please, don't leave me!!" Melissa really didn't want nothing to happen to her two beloved friends. If this carried on, they might get hurt. Probably by the Leader...

 

Suddenly, one of the werewolves threw Kalvin at a nearby tree. When he hit it, Melissa screamed. Luckily, she could hear him coughing, which meant that he was alive. The young woman looked at her friends one last time. "Go... I'll be okay..." she told Trace, sobbing with sorrowful tears. After this, the young woman went towards the dark, scary tunnel where the Leader was in, while the Elder behind made sure she wouldn't escape.

 

The appearance of the Leader made her more afraid. But she promised: If anything happened to her friends or that other captive, even if she didn't know him... it was on. Melissa looked down at the ground, while she was finally inside the tunnel of the Alpha.

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"Be seated Human, much do we have to . . . discuss." He gestured to a flat rock, then sat down on all fours like a canine. "Elder, be gone." The Elder gave him a puzzled look and looked stunned. A quick snarl from Bloodhound sent his lesser friend into submission and he departed. "Flee if you want, I wont stop you. But if you do, know your friends will not be given such a oppurtunity."

 

He studied the Humans features, she was obviously female, as was distinguished by her actions and figure. "I found your friends behaviour most distasteful, but my blood-kin who "damaged" him will be punished, that I assure you." Bloodhound gave her a almost happy smile, then gestured to the river. "Drink if you want and there is food abound if you but ask." Then he stopped and waited for her response.

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Jim didn't personally know any of the other three people taken captive, but he knew, though they failed to realise, that all four of them were in this together. "Take me in her place, I mean nothing to them!" He shouted out, hoping to get their attention. Little did they know, he had managed to grab particularly large rock off the ground. The moment they would grab him, he could slam it into one of their heads, and if he was lucky, incapacitate most of them and free the other two hostages.

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"Flee if you want, I wont stop you. But if you do, know your friends will not be given such a oppurtunity."

 

Melissa kept her head down while she sat on the flat rock in front of the Alpha. She bit her lower lip, trying to fight the tears that urged to come out from her blue eyes. Suddenly, she heard the Alpha say something else.

 

"I found your friends behaviour most distasteful, but my blood-kin who "damaged" him will be punished, that I assure you."

 

The young woman slowly looked up at the massive Werewolf, keeping her silence. But she was happy to know that the werewolf who hurted Kalvin was going to be dealt with.

 

The Alpha then offered her drink from the river. Melissa shook her head, and smiled a little. "N-n-no thank you. I... um... already ate and drank before... well, we got captured." She played with her skirt nervously, trying to not stare at the Leader's red eyes.

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"N-n-no thank you. I... um... already ate and drank before... well, we got captured."Bloodhound nodded slowly. His unsettling crimson orbs shifted to a eery saphire, easing the tension somewhat. He rose from his seated position and edged near to the tunnel from which he had previously emerged. A simple snarl brought a lesser creature from a nearby corner, as Bloodhound indicated to a winding tunnel.

 

"Take her to her friends." Bloodhound stated bluntly, followed by some primitive snarls. The lesser nodded and gestured for the female to follow. Bloodhound then moved away from the tunnel, instead opting for a smaller crevice, leading to a plateau overlooking the main complex in which the Humans would be held.

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Harding tok out a pair of night-vision goggles that he had kept on his utility belt and turned them on.

 

He immediatley spotted what seemed to be a crude compound, some sort of....animal camp.

 

He didn't like it, but then he heard the scream of a women and human voices. He knew that he had the right area.

 

He checked the rounds of his shotgun and approached slowly towards the main tent, where he heard some strange voice conversing with the women who had screamed.

 

He lined up the sights of the shotgun with the silhouettes of his targets.

 

He breathed slowly....

 

...and pulled the trigger.

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Melissa was being taken to her friends as the Leader ordered. She was relieved that she was being taken to them. All she ever wanted to do was see them again. As she followed behind the Werewolf, Melissa thought about the great times she had with her friends. Playing around, hanging out, and sometimes getting into trouble.

 

This was her very first time ever being kidnapped by Werewolves. Some stories she read about them... they looked like myths. But now... she was facing real danger. What did the Alpha had in mind for her and her friends? Why not kill them right in the spot? The thoughts in her head made her feel uneased.

 

When they finally came to the main complex where her friends were being held, Melissa saw Kalvin and Trace, along with the other captive, once again. "Guys!" Melissa shouted, tears falling from her joyful eyes. The young woman ran towards her friends, and gave them a hug.

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