Creature of the Night

CHAPTER 1

Full moon. Starless night. Cold wind. Big building. These were the thoughts that ran through the animal's mind as it crept by a large human structure on the night of the full moon. Suddenly it stopped and raised its head in the air. A new scent registered in the beast's brain. It smelled human flesh and human blood. Another sniff. There. A figure on the lawn, looking at the sky. How stupid when the threat was on the ground. A low growl rumbled in the beast's throat. Time to attack. All thoughts were pushed away and only a primal instinct remained. HUNT.

The beast threw back its head and howled, the eerie sound filling the air. The figure whipped around, its eyes frantically searching for the source of the howl. The beast growled, then barked as it leaped out at the human. The human turned and ran, but to no avail. The human was on two legs and the beast on four. The beast charged at the human and pounced as the human turned to look back. The human landed on its back, sheer horror on its face as the beast snarled and sunk its fangs into the humans shoulder.

A high-pitched scream tore through the silence like a knife as blood gushed into the beasts mouth. The smell and taste of blood drove the animal insane and it bit deeper and the screaming got louder. The beast released its hold on the human, hoping it would try to run, making the hunt more interesting, but it just laid on the ground in obvious pain. The beast crouched, ready to pounch and deal the killing bite, when a thunderous sound pierced the night, and the beast breathed its last breath before everything went black.