Bang... Bang!!
The sound of metal pipes hitting something continued to be loud when Nakula came. Somehow Nakula followed his instincts to come to the underground sewer to the river on the edge of town.
"Shit!! The smell!" Nakula covered his nose because he was irritated by the bad smell that came out of dirty water waste.
"Ah, this creature again." Nakula was annoyed to see the monster in the form of a werewolf. His transformation had finished, but his breath was still roaring because of the pain he received during the process.
"Can you talk?" asked Nakula.
"..." Only silence. The only voice came from the dirty water dripping sound.
"How did you get here?" Nakula walked closer. He put his hands in his trouser pocket.
"GGRRR," a growl came out of the big, watery muzzle.
"Do you forget how to talk?" Nakula crouched in front of him, waiting for this monster to calm down.
"GRRRAAA ... !!!" Suddenly a big hand with sharp nails swung to grab Nakula's head. Nakula swiftly jumped up and gave a spinning kick right at the werewolf's chest.
"Damn, what a despicable creature !!" Nakula grinned, but still didn't want to transform. Nakula didn't want to get his clothes dirty.
"GRR !! GRR ...!" small growls were heard. The werewolf kept his distance from Nakula. The pain in his chest made this creature think twice about approaching Nakula.
"Why? Come on, I'll hold myself back," said Nakula, his voice echoing throughout the underground sewer tunnel.
The werewolf looked into Nakula's eyes that were shining in the darkness, he shivered. The big monster ran. Pedaling his long arms through the passageways of the canals and came to the end of the drain by the river.
"Hey !!! Stop !!" Nakula looked irritated, the werewolf in front of him was even more cowardly than the first werewolf he had killed.
Nakula ran after the werewolves and got right behind him in one jump. He tore his back hunched, carved 4 open deep wounds.
"I happen to be annoyed." Nakula tore the wolf's body mercilessly. Blood spilled and splashed everywhere. His handsome face was covered in blood. This werewolf's groan sounded very pathetic. But the sound of his suffering made Nakula's heart happy. Nakula was unsatisfied with the death of the poor creature. Though he was only a human who turned into a wolf without knowing why and how.
"Ah, I chopped it ... again." Nakula just realized with his outrageous behavior.
Nakula sat beside the wolf's corpse. Blood still wet his body, and Nakula sniffed his clothes.
[ Damn ... damn it, rejected by a girl, defeated by Gin, now my favorite t-shirt is dirty.] Thought Nakula irritatedly.
Nakula left the scattered pile of werewolf meat. He wanted to go home to clean up his body. Eliminating the rancid smell of fresh blood that stuck on his skin.
TAP!
Nakula stopped his footsteps. The scent of another werewolf tickled his nose.
"Who are you?" Nakula glanced sharply at 3 o'clock direction. Seeing who was watching the fight from a distance.
A large man appeared behind the trees. His face could not be seen because it was covered by the darkness of the night. The dim light at that time only came from the moonlight that entered through the gaps in the pine trees. The werewolf's scent and aura were covered in fresh blood that spilled from Nakula's last fight.
"Are you his creator?"
"..." silence, no answer. The man remained still in his place and glared at Nakula.
"Hey, I'm asking you !!" Nakula looked angry, no one could ignore his words.
"Useless trash." The bald man approached the terrifying body that Nakula had just slaughtered.
"It's true, you have something to do with all of this." Nakula turned around to meet the man.
"What do you want, Kid?"
"That's what I should be asking you, old man !!" Nakula threw away his clothes, his chest muscles and six pack stomach looked red covered with blood.
"..."
"Talk or I'll beat you to the point that you can't even speak !!" threatened Nakula.
"Hahahah ... do you want to challenge me? A half wolf is challenging me? You're not even different from this despicable trash." Aska stepped on the half wolf's head beside him and crushed it to pieces. The brain from his head scattered, Nakula looked at him coldly.
"Just prove it with a fight." Nakula turned into a werewolf, his black and bold fur gleaming even more as the moonlight reflected above it.
"Don't regret it, Kid."
"Never." A sharp glance showed by Nakula's two eyes, glowing reddish brown.
"Those eyes? Could it be?" Aska looked at Nakula's eyes with astonishment.
"What, Uncle ?!" Nakula had arrived in front of Aska's tall body and swung his arms vigorously.
The first hit, hit Aska in the chest, but did not seriously injure him as Aska had managed to jump backward.
"A fun scratch, I haven't fought in a long time." Aska took off his plaid and white T-shirt, before turning into a werewolf.
Nakula held back his amazement when he saw the change in Aska's body. His body was very large and well-built, toned muscles were all over the body of this old wolf. Even though his age was not much different from Gin, his aura and proportions were still the same as a young wolf's.
"Come on and attack me, kid !! Prove that your power is as big as your bullshit!" He mocked Nakula.
***** THE TWINS' PET *****