The Rise of the Lycans

The First Lycan

"Der—" Leah whispered/shouted, but she stopped when he pulled out his dagger and walked silently towards the forest's edge.

He carefully pushed through the bushes, and to his surprise, he saw a snow-white wolf leaping and whimpering in pain. He watched as the weak lone wolf stumbled to the ground and licked its paw.

He chuckled lowly, "It's just an injured wolf." He said calmly, lifting his dagger higher.

"What's wrong?" Leah asked, pushing her way through Derek. She saw the wolf painfully lick its wounded paw. "Oh, dear..." She made Derek follow as she approached the wolf.

But Derek grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, "what do you think you're doing?" He asked.

"Can't you see his hurt?" She glanced at Derek and the wolf.

"That's a wolf! If you have forgotten."

"I know it's a wolf, but..." She gazed at it, "he has no pack and is too weak to protect himself." Derek knew it would be hard to argue with Leah, and she did what she wanted, and that was to be a helping hand to anyone and anything. That was why he loved her: her caring soul and stubbornness.

"I'm coming with you," he firmly said, holding her wrist and clinging his dagger.

Leah smiled while walking towards the wolf with a tensed-up Derek. As it approached the wolf, it snapped its gaze at the pair as they came up close to him. It released a weak growl at them with a fiery glare.

"Sh.... It's okay," Leah hushed hesitantly, reaching out for it. "We're just trying to help," she tried to ensure it.

He glanced at the pair with hesitation. He let his guard down and bowed his head in submission. Leah's smile widened as she kneeled before it, pulling out Derek's grip and attending to its paw. Once Leah was done, Derek lightly pulled her up and dragged her with him. Before returning to the village, Leah glanced over her shoulder to see that the wolf had run off.

Suddenly, Derek pulled Leah into a tight embrace. "Thank the gods you're okay," he sighed in relief.

She giggled, "You worry too much, my love." She leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"Come on," he pulled away and held her hand. "I will announce our marriage," he grinned, and she laughed as they walked up to the crowd.

"MAY I GET YOUR ATTENTION MY PEOPLE!" Derek's voice beamed, the music stopped, and everyone paid attention to the elite warrior. "I AM HERE TO ANNOUNCE GOOD NEWS TO YOU AS MEN AND GODS." He squeezed Leah's hand, "Leah, daughter of Samuel and I, son of a Chief, will marry!"

Everyone cheered, and he raised their locked hands high. Chants and laughter echoed through the village to the forest. The music played loud again.

Suddenly, a scream broke out, causing everyone to freeze, snapping their gaze to the forest's edge. A woman rushed out to hold her neck, and blood flowed on her clothing. Everyone gasped, "DEMONS!" She screamed, then collapsed.

Silence filled the air, then growls, hissing and stomping, then silence again. Suddenly, an army of men burst in, and everyone screamed and ran around. "Derek?" Leah whispered, holding his arm in fear.

He drew his dagger, "Hide!" He ordered, then kissed her before running ahead towards the enemy. These men were like demons. They were faster than a house, more potent than any men, and especially had stone-blooded eyes. They ripped men from limb to limb like twigs. Derek has never seen this.

Screams and groans echoed through, and fire spread. Villagers were killed, and others were running as fast as they could, but not fast enough. Derek stood strong, attacking and killing these evil creatures to save his people. Suddenly, as Derek digs his dagger into the creature's chest, a familiar scream catches his attention towards the forest.

"Leah..."

He pulled out his dagger and followed the direction he heard her ear-piercing scream. "LEAH!" He called out until he stumbled upon a scared Leah, tears running down her cheeks and a full hand wrapped around her neck. "Let her GO!" He ordered.

Full of rage, glaring at this disgusting creature, who was wearing a man's face hiding his authentic demon form. Shoulder-length midnight black hair tied into a ponytail, but blood-red eyes were staring at him with a smirk, flashing his sharp fangs.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The creature said, tightening his grip on Leah's neck, making her whimper. "You killed my men," he said calmly with an emotionless face.

"You attacked us! I had to protect my people!" Derek yelled, glanced between frightened Leah and the wicked creature. "Let her go!" He repeated his order, clenching on his dagger.

The creature bowed his head and laughed, "Your concern is with your people than your love..." He glanced down at a sobbing Leah. "How charming..." He grinned, looking up to Derek. Tension grew, and Derek sensed something sinister about this creature. "... But you know... By saving your people, you killed my men, and I hate mere humans who can kill my own." He growled, digging his nails into Leah's as she kept her gaze at Derek, "As I always say... An eye for an eye." He kissed her head then...

The night was still, and wildfire at the village. Near the village, Derek was there holding on to a cold, lifeless body, crying out and rocking back and forth. "I'm sorry..." He cried, tightening his embrace around the body. "Come back... please..." He whispered.

Silently, a white wolf walked towards Derek without him even realizing it was standing there. As it sat there gazing down at him, a pale light broke through the clouds and shined down at Derek.

You're in pain... A feminine voice echoed into his mind, but he continued crying. They took your love's innocent life... I've been watching her since the minute she helped my wolf. Slowly, Derek looked up to see a wolf. The same wolf Leah helped. I know you're weakened by fright when fighting against those monsters, but I can give you a helping hand.

The wolf stood, and like a ghost, it was walking past Leah's lifeless body, entering through Derek's chest. As it entered him, his eyes turned silver...

Laura's POV

"I don't get it?" I said in confusion, gazing up to the sky before staring at Mother. "It doesn't explain who my father..."

"The story I told is Derek the Great—"

I cut her off, "Wait... The first Lycan!" I gasped. I didn't know how the story went on, how he became a Lycan, but his tales about his cruelty and brutality.

Mother sighed, "To start a new bloodline, you must go to the source... Derek is your father!"