Silver Claw:The Rising

Many years ago there had been our first ancestor,and the founder of the human's precious empire,Romulus. Romulus was a werewolf unlike his brother Remus. Romulus and Remus after countless trials the brothers made a kingdom that spread far along Mother Gaia's surface,The Roman Empire. The humans who inhabited the lands were the Sons and Daughters of Remus,Who had the power of Majestic Architecture,Art,Style,and Government. We the Children of Romulus were Werewolves who could not change their beastly form but had feral powers and an ever expanding mind as we took our place along side the Children of Remus and the Golden Age of Peace lasted many years,but it was not to last. Remus had grown arrogant and stubborn as Romulus became tied to Tradition and Morose. The Brothers quarreled until they decided to duel in the Temple of Gaia. Remus fought valiantly but his arrogance had let Romulus over power him. Romulus was mortally wounded and left the empire he and his brother made to collapse. The children of Romulus and Remus waged war for many years until a Cruel,Quick Witted Monster ended the war,Arcapello. Arcapello banished the Children of Romulus to live under the earth. Arcapello was betrayed by the Children of Remus and almost hung. Arcapello though ended up murdering his soldiers and began his own tribes of blood sucking men and women who had the ability to transform into diffrent monsters. Thr Children of Arcapello and Romulus have been allies ever since,Waiting for the day until the would become decadent enough for The Children of Romulus to take their righful place in their ancestral home.









"Thank you for the story elder Goodwick" The young Werewolf said as she turned around to leave his home. The Elder grabbed her wrist. "Listen Child and listen well. Your destiny is far diffrent from what you may think has been laid out for yourself. The fates are cruel and wilk tale everything from you. But you will play one of the largest parts in the rebirth." The Young Werewolf left quickly. The Werewolf,Named Sylvia was about to begin her largest mission in her military career. Sylvia was 7 feet tall,toned,Athletic,and Smart. She had joined the Werewolves Military 4 years ago,She was 14 then,now 18. Sylvia had been hand picked by Cheif Asgarde to lead the Mission into the Human Hell hole. She had done her research on humanity and had calculated she would enter into human lands by the the town Cornwall,England. Sylvia put on her Platinum breastplate and helm. This day would be the day Humanity would remember as their day of reckoning. "Sylvia!" Cheif Asgarde said stoutly as She turned around to salut him. "Before Operation Romulus can begin I need you to neutrilize a high importance Civillian from Cornwall. According to Intel a human boy,18 years old has been researching Us for the last 10 years and has gotten an almost dead accurate Overview of our culture,military,government,everything" . Sylvia nodded and asked "Name of the Target?" The Cheif had a certain bitterness as he said the name

"Kiran Augustus"







-Mac Gregor Farm,Cornwall,England

Kiran had waited in his neighbours field for 4 hours. Kiran had found sone odd trinkets in a nearby tunnel system. A broken platinum helmet, a book written in Latin which he had painstakingly translated to "Op 4594:Operation Romulus" which had an alarming amount of detail on a plan to attack Italy,England,and Spain. Italy being the prime objective. Kiran had showed it to the police but the had dismissed as a fake. Kiran wasn't so sure so he had set up his camera with his hunting pistol ready. He would find proof of werewolves. Since he was 8 he had wanted to make contact with other races Aliens,Vampires,Werewolves, anything. Kiran was laughed at in school by the popular crowd and the school nerd group never took talk of werewolvrs past their clubs and conventions, he was a lone scientist in a dangerous field of work. He had been bitten and scratched by a beast man in that tunnel when he was 14,The tunnel became a private but main werewolf research spot. Today Kiran knew something would happen. He just didn't know what.











Kiran heard marching in the tunnels. "Hello?" no answer. Kiran tried to see if they could speak latin like in the book. After a bit of struggling he said "Hello! Are you friendly or are you hostile?" An answer was a deep,wolfish,yet feminine voice. "Son of Romulus. I know your up near the entrance! Come back to the city!". Kiran was confused but remembered the legend he found and said in latin "Uhhh Child of Romulus? I am a Son of Remus friend." The marching stopped. Then he heard a quick single pair of footsteps. "For Romulus!" said the voice as a gouging pain ripped at Kiran's chest. He was alive,it had ripped his shirt and he was frightened. Kiran began firing the pistol.



Sylvia heard the gunshots go off behind her. "The Boy is still alive,how? Her thoughts were interuppted by a massive amount of howling. "Commander Sylvia! We have 8 men who just fell dead.!" Sylvia pounced at the Human and elbowed him in the face. He was out cold. "Men! Set up a base camp. Danger is at Level Omega I I! We are almost completely safe. Also Lieutenant Claw drag the human to the interrogation tent.



This Mission just got 10 times more complicated" Sylvia thought as she went to help set up the camp.