Lost

So, this is the world?

It was cold, all I could hear was the owls cooing. As I opened my eyes I could see the beautiful night sky, where am I? As I sat up slowly, I could see a young boy by a small fire, grabbing some bandages. All I could think of was why was he out here by himself? As I began to stand, the sharp pain in my right lower abdomen, sent me back to the cold, hard, terrain. The boy jumped and pointed a knife in my direction.

"Don't kill me" I cried

"Kill you? Sorry, I thought you were a ... monster for a second" the young thin, pale boy said

"Where am I?"I said

"My camp... I found you on the side of the road, you were bleeding out"He said as his scruny hands checked my bandages

"Ow, fuck! Sorry..." I yelled

"Shhh.... You'll bring an army of things here I was just checking to see if it was still bleeding"he whispered

"An army of what?"

"You don't know? Uh...Do you remember anything?"

"Not really... other then my name... Blade I think" I began to say

"Hunter, now just let me check your bandages" he said as he shook my hand and began to doctor my injury.

I winced in pain, as he slowly removed my bandages a little blood slowly gushed out. Water works started to grow in my eyes, as he grabbed a water bottle and rinse it, it looked like a sword wound.

"Was I stabbed? Was there anyone else around me.... When you found me" I said

"No, not stabbed scratched by, some creator, maybe a werewolf, or troll or something, don't worry about it just worry about healing." he said carefully

"A werewolf and troll are you crazy?... they don't exist!"I shouted back

"Shh..... You don't want to bring them here, their real, half the population has vanished with the presence, I know you don't believe me"

"Of course I don't believe you! Stop making up lies" I shouted

"Shh.... Please be quiet!"

"NO, I will not be quiet" I shouted very loudly *howl* "What was that? Please tell me it's not a werewolf!"

"Good job big mouth! You probably awoke a whole herd!" he said angrily "Here hide" he said as he led me into a nearby bush.

Then I knew exactly what he had meant by don't wake them, they were large hairy, maybe like a wolf had been combined with a human. They started to destroy the camp, but little did they know, Hunter was there, he swung like a monkey and stabbed one of the were-wolves to death, then he was surrounded. I didn't know what to do, I knew if I didn't do anything, he might die, so I got up and grabbed a stick, and attempted to stab the smallest wolf, but all I did was jab a stick into their tail. The werewolf whined in pain, as he started to bleed. Just then all of the wolves had their attention on me. Shit what was I going to do with all of them about to attack me, this puny stick wouldn't do any damage. But it just happened I gave Hunter a chance to fight back. It was like nothing I've ever seen before he jumped into the air and stabbed the largest one with his wooden spear, right where his heart should be. But all it did was make the werewolf bleed, and then again they all had their eyes on him.