Hephaestus Wolf (page 3 chapter 4)

by Justin in flight amidst the storm clouds, threatening to pour rain on me

"GREGORY, KEEP DOOM BUSY. I'M GOING TO BATTLE THE WOLVES!" I say.

I sprint toward the red eyed wolves and tackle them. They bite me on the back, but I flip them over me. Then, I punch them in the head and crack their legs.

One of the wolves suddenly grew demon wings! The wolf flew around me, and then blinded me with his sticky spit. I try to take the spit off, but it's on my eyes pretty tight.

Meanwhile, Gregory was still steaming Doom. He was doing a very good job! Suddenly, one of the wolves pounce on me! I hit the floor on my side!

The wolf bites my ribs, and I scream! Blood gushes in a large puddle. Then, I smack the wolf in it's face, and he falls off of me.

I had time to get up, but I was in pain. I layed there, feeling so cold. Gregory sees that I'm hurt, and swims toward me. Gregory's' wave washes with my blood.

"Dad, are you ok!?" Gregory asks.

I nod no.

"G-G-Gregory, I f-f-feel f-f-frozen!" I cry.