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Nature of Thy VaeWolf

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When a Rather small outlaw motorcycle club come across something remarkable. The responsibility turns out to be fair bigger than them
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Chapter 1 - The Catalyst

In heavy rain on the side of the middle of the Humber Bridge were five men.

Three men were all wearing white suits and stood over two others on their knees and hands tied . One was blad, checkered tie and a deep cut on his sleeve near his wrist. Other clean high fade French crop, full beard with a watch.

The Two men slowly moved out of the way as the third held a Glock. It was a man that had a likeness of Anthony Salerno in his older years. The older gentleman pulled the slide of the gun causing a bullet to jump out. The bullet fell to the ground and danced for a few seconds.

"You Werewolf bikers sicken me with your little pride patches. Codes of the pack and hiding your true nature then blaming it on a black out like a drunken human" he said as he placed the barrel of the gun at one of their foreheads.

Bang.

The hit the ground and started to form a puddle of blood from the gunshot wound. The young two vampires eyes went red and fangs exposed.

"Try not to stain the suits like last time"

The two youngsters dragged the body into a limo

The older gentleman looked back at his alive captive

"Any last words" The elder licked his bottom lip

"Your grip on that town will end eventually Grim" he growled

"After nearly 1,200 years. I doubt it" he gave an amused look before pulling the trigger.

The body fell to the side. His bikers cut laid bare. Top rocker has the Name Fenrirsons,Logo is forwarded facing white wolf with blue glowing eyes, bottom rocker read Grimsby Town

Some Point in the future

Harley Davidson leisurely made it way down the road.The traffic light turned red. At the crossroads traffic was light,all sides had only two or three cars waiting to cross. As the south traffic lights turned green, shifted gear gently pressing the acceleration pedal A black van came from the west side of the crossroads as their traffic light was still red hitting the passenger door causing the car to swerve towards the east side of the crossroads

A whirlwind of sirens soon followed as five police vehicles chased down the van.

The Biker took a left.

The van back doors swung open. Glowing red eyes, chattering teeth, white suits wrapped around on a pale complexion equipped with AK-47s.

Two men knelt on a knee from the back of the van, aiming the rifle at the bonnet of a police car.

Another Two jumped with butcher knives from the back of the van onto the police car, both digging the knives into the bonnet. The police car swerved wide left then right.

One of Them fell off.

Crack.

Its shoulder hit the ground,it bounced and sideways rolled in the air before. Crack. Its other shoulder made an impact before she barreled through some road work conces before flopping to the ground. The other police cars drove over it.

The other one as it drove held through the windshield

The back wheel of the Davidson made impact with the side of the fang mobsters head.

Crack.

As The Harley Davidson back wheel hit ground, the Templar helmeted figure killed the engine and set up the kick stand as he got off. He pulled a pair of knuckle dusters out of his pocket. As He held the staff in front of himself with both hands. The robots came closer as more emptied from the truck equalling five all together.

"As in Written. Ephesians 6:10-12: "Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes". He swung his staff, taking out five of them.

A Robot ran at him holding a butcher knife over its head before it swung it downwards. The Biker caught the blade at the rim of the knuckle dusters. The Biker spun round, caused the robot to drop the knife. The Templar finished the robot off by plunging the knuckle duster into the robot chest.

Two more ran at him. He swung left to right diagonally then horizontally right to left.

The other human biker jumped down out the van,holding his AK, he lifted and aimed at (), thumb wrapped around the trigger

Chink.

A bullet passed through the right side of the bikers head and left through the left side like a professional sprinter.

A biker put his kickstand down, killed the engine and got off the bike. Ginger hair, features of Chinese origin with a Glock pistol in hand.

"Sneg" The Biker said in an English accent with a minuscule Chinese.

Reg plate read EE something something.

"This is definitely the truck. Father Cain was on about"

"Sneg you want to see this"

"Kakogo cherta?!"