“NOOOO!! NO, NO, NO!!” Another chair flew across the room and fell to the floor. Clawdeen snatched the chair up and set it right side up, glaring at the one who was making the ruckus: her sister, Howleen. “How could you!?” Howleen sobbed, collapsing to the floor. “We were all friends! You can’t do this, you can’t let Flanagan kill him!” Clawd knelt down beside his sister, trying to help her up. “Valentine betrayed us. He ruined our friendship and he needs to be punished!” Howleen suddenly shoved her brother in the chest, snarling, “You’re a mutt! Do you hear me?! A stupid, mangy mutt! You guys can still be friends! I’M still his friend!” “Don’t say that, Howleen!” Clawd snapped. “He raped you!” Howleen stamped her foor, hollering, “SHUT UP!! …show more content…
“Come on, I brought a BB gun!” Howleen sighed, standing up. “Fine. We’ll go save Valentine on our own!” Meanwhile, a rather large crowd of werewolves had gathered around the church backyard as Flanagan began to speak. “Dearest friends! As you know, a member of our congregation, Howleen Wolf, was brutally raped by a bloodsucker. Or, as you might know the term, vampire!” Snarls and barks of rage rose up from the crowd, and Flanagan put out a hand to silence them. “Today, my friends, I have brought this vampire before you all, and we will stone him like the sinner he is!” “Please!” Valentine spoke up suddenly. “Please, I didn’t want to hurt Howleen! I’m sorry!” A rock flew from the crowd and smacked Valentine in the jaw, making him yelp. Another one hit him in the shin, and these were the only two rocks that struck him before the screeching of tires got everybody’s attention. Flanagan looked into the distance in confusion. “Who are they?” Everyone’s questions were soon answered when two large tour buses with the letters “TVC” painted on them pulled up in the church backyard, and several vampires leapt out of the buses and opened fire on the unsuspecting …show more content…
Clawd quickly motioned for the three to go upstairs. “Go!” he said sharply. “Hide in the bell tower! You’ll be safe there.” In an instant, Clawnor, Howleen and Valentine dashed up the stairs. A few moments later, the door burst open and Flanagan stepped in. in one hand, he held a bloodied knife, and in the other he held a clean wooden stake. “Where’s the heathen we were going to stone!?” Flanagan growled, glaring at Clawd. Clawd’s eyes narrowed, and he blocked the stairway and crossed his arms. “You won’t get to him, Flanagan. Now, let it go. I have.” Flanagan got in Clawd’s face, an unfathomable look of rage in his eyes. “Tell me.” “No,” Clawd said simply. “What would Jesus do?” Without warning, Flanagan plunged the knife into Clawd’s stomach and threw him to the ground. Clawd gasped for air, struggling to his hands and knees and watching in panic as Flanagan ran up the stairs. Inside the bell tower, Howleen slammed the door shut, taking a breath. They were safe, but for how long? Clawnor went to the window and looked out at the backyard, remarking, “Whoa! Some of those guys have flame
All at once, Robert was screaming and struggling with the strength of frenzy. Jack had him by the hair and was brandishing his knife. Behind him was Roger, fighting to get close. The chant rose ritually, as at the last moment of a dance or hunt.
her in the face with his clenched fist and she fell among the boulders, and
The big day was finally here. The town of Rongstar was roaring with migrants from all over the underworld. For almost a whole year both vampire and humans have been waiting for this moment to commence. It was a contest between vampires and humans. Unlike any other, the fate of the universe counted on this fight, for it is in this fight, which will determine which race will rule the entire universe. Both sides have been eagerly waiting.
“NO!” Dan woke up panting heavily. ‘Maybe being a coward wasn’t as bad as it sounded like’ Dan thought to himself. Not knowing that it actually happened and the spirit was watching him through his window smirking at him.
Blood seeped from his shoulder, saturating his plaid shirt as he made a futile effort to stand. “Get the hell away from me.”
Then Jack leapt to his feet, slashed off a great hunk of meat, and flung it down at Simon's
He turned his head toward me and peered at me through swollen eyes. “I begged her not to go with him,” he said quietly. “Do you hear me, I begged her!”
Over the past several hundred years, werewolves have been an important part of Western Cultures. Werewolves have appeared in blockbuster movies and been the subject of countless books and stories. Werewolves are dark and powerful creatures that terrify us on multiple levels. While they are some of the most violent and merciless monsters that horror has to offer, there is something about the werewolf that we can identify with. Not only can we identify with the characters afflicted with the curse, but we can also identify that the werewolf is a beast and an evil force. The werewolf symbolizes the evil that is contained within us all. In this paper, I will explain the different evils that werewolves symbolize by taking a critical look at the real life history of the werewolf, the werewolf in literature and film, and the opinions of experts on the topic.
“So what? We’re already dead,” He snarled. Pip sighed, getting off of the bed in a last attempt to persuade him. Damien’s crimson eyes continued to bore into him; irritated as ever. “The only person that can hurt us is my Dad, and you know it!”
He turned, not looking at Amaimon as he left, calling from the door of the garden as he ascended stairs "come back to the room once you're done bleeding."
The king didn’t know what to do because everyone was going wild. He finally decided to ask one of his servants to go check what was going on and why. So, his servant, the message gatherer, went in search of what he was told. When he got up there he saw fire balls racing towards the ground, and werewolves chasing everybody. It was like a big war. “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” yelled everyone.
Knox’s face starting changing from disbelief to anger, he nearly shouted his next words, “You can’t just get over the loss of a friend like that!”
Williams, Ann, ed. Three Vampire Tales: Complete Texts with Introduction. Boston: Wadsworth, Cengage Learning, 2003. Print.
The author’s op-ed piece was published in 2009, the very peak of the vampire contagion, where one could find these creatures wherever they looked. This pandemonium that arose from vampires is what drove del Toro and Hogan to pen “Why Vampires Never Die.” Furthermore, the purpose behind this essay is to give an abridged description of the past of vampires for the people who had become fanatics of the creatures. Also, this essay showed how vampires have persisted in pop culture. They suggest that vampires have been remade by diverse cultures at different times, and this change echoes that society's angst and concerns. The novelist’s imply that Stroker’s Dracula may mirror an exaggerated human on a prim...
...ped with pain but continued to run faster. He raced upstairs with the man hot on his heels. Travers heart was racing as he jumped off the banister into the hallway; this just angered the man even more. The man turned to follow Travers but when he climbed up onto the banister, the knife slipped out of his hand and he fell. The blade landed point up as the man fell and the blade punctured his chest the man lay front down on the floor, dead as a mouse caught in a mousetrap.