I Became A Zompirewolf



The training hall was dimly lit, its metallic walls gleaming under the artificial lights. The air crackled with tension as two werewolves faced each other, their feral eyes locked in a battle for dominance. 

Ashton stood tall, his muscles rippling beneath his fur, ready to prove his worth. Tarek, his figure imposing itself, bared his sharp fangs, growling with a ferocity that echoed through the hall.

Ashton's golden eyes locked onto Tarek's, the wildness within them a reflection of the newfound power coursing through his veins. He could sense Tarek's inner turmoil, the battle between reason and instinct.

Ashton knew that in order to bring Tarek back to his senses, he would have to confront him as an Alpha and not a human.

With a mighty leap, Ashton lunged forward, his werewolf body agile and swift. Fueled by the raw energy of his transformation, Tarek met the challenge head-on, his snarls echoing through the air. The clash of fangs and claws reverberated in the chamber as their battle for control began.

Ashton moved with finesse and strength, every movement calculated to subdue rather than harm. His instinctual knowledge of the wolf's nature guided him, ensuring that each strike was delivered precisely and purposefully. He aimed to overwhelm Tarek, not forcefully, but by demonstrating dominance and authority.

Tarek fought back fiercely, his attacks fueled by raw power. His movements were wild and untamed, lacking the finesse that Ashton displayed. Claws clashed, teeth gnashed, and snarls reverberated as the two werewolves grappled intensely.

Ashton's voice, filled with determination, cut through the chaos as the battle raged on. "Tarek, remember who you are! You have control over your actions!"

Tarek's blue-furred form momentarily faltered, his eyes flickering with a glimmer of recognition. Sensing the opportunity, Ashton seized the moment, redirecting his attacks to non-lethal manoeuvres. 

His goal was to defeat Tarek in combat, not to kill him. However, Ashton knew for the battle to end, he had to make Tarek regain his reasoning, and the best way of doing so was to beat him into submission.

With each calculated move, Ashton aimed to disrupt Tarek's frenzy and chip away at the primal instincts clouding his judgment. He strategically used his superior agility and knowledge of Tarek's rough-edged fighting style to create openings for communication.

"Tarek, remember your goal!" Ashton's voice echoed with authority. "Find your centre; regain control! Or by the time I'm done with you, there'll be nothing left to regain control over."

Tarek's attacks gradually became less ferocious, his movements faltering as fragments of his human consciousness fought to resurface. But it only lasted for a moment.

With a thunderous roar, Tarek lunged at Ashton, his claws extended, aiming to rip through the white-furred werewolf. Ashton sidestepped the attack with agility, swiftly countering with lightning-fast strikes. 

Their claws clashed, sparks flying as their strength met head-on. The impact reverberated through the hall, eliciting gasps from the crowd of Ghosts that had now gathered to see their captain in action.

Tarek immediately turned tactics and pulled Ashton into a bear hug, trying to break his back. 

"...this is what you came up with?" Ashton shook his head before taking a deep breath. 

With a sudden surge of power, Ashton broke free from Tarek's hold, delivering a decisive blow to his opponent's side. 

Tarek yelped in pain, stumbling backwards. The white-furred werewolf seized the moment, launching a swift barrage of attacks, each strike calculated and precise.

As Ashton's blows landed, Tarek's blue fur was soon stained with blood, driving him further into a defensive stance. But Tarek refused to yield, pushing past the pain, his wild nature fueling his resilience.

Seeing there wasn't any way around it, Ashton took a more rigid approach and charged again, his movements fluid and graceful.

He feigned a strike to Tarek's left, then swiftly shifted to his right, delivering a powerful blow to Tarek's jaw. The impact sent the blue-furred werewolf crashing to the ground, dazed and disoriented.

Ashton seized this opportunity, redirecting Tarek's momentum, using his strength to guide rather than overpower. His grip tightened around Tarek's neck but with gentleness, as he did not want to accidentally paralyse him.

Amid their struggle, Ashton's eyes locked with Tarek's, commanding him to return from the depths of his wild nature. And at that moment, Tarek's eyes, once consumed by feral instinct, flickered with a glimmer of lucidity.

A growl of frustration mingled with a hint of recognition escaped Tarek's throat. His wild movements began to slow, his snarls transforming into gasps for air. The battle within his own being waged on, but the light of reason had begun to pierce through the darkness.

With one final surge of strength, Ashton manoeuvred Tarek into a position of submission, not as a sign of dominance but as a display of trust and camaraderie. Ashton's voice, filled with unwavering belief, reached Tarek's ears.

"Tarek, I know you're in there. I trust you, and you have the strength to overcome this. Embrace your humanity and reclaim your control before I do something we'll both regret."

Tarek's form trembled, his growls gradually subsiding. His once-wild eyes softened, the glimmer of recognition shining through. Slowly, he shifted back to his human form, his breath heavy and laboured.

"Finally..." Ashton sighed in relief before transforming back to his human form.

Now in his human form, Ashton extended a hand to Tarek, offering support and solace. Tarek's features, lined with exhaustion and confusion, reached out, grasping Ashton's hand firmly.

"You good?" Ashton asked once he saw Tarek massaging his head.

"Just a bit of a headache..." Tarek replied, shrugging off the pain. 

"That's a good sign, and it means your body is slowly adapting to your new genes." Ashton smiled, patting him on the back. "Go and rest now. We'll talk when you feel better."

Just then, a notification popped up before Ashton's eyes. Notifying him about the completion of the task and the addition of a new member to the pack. 

"Only three tasks remain... can't wait to get this over with."