Zantxon
Stats



  • Name; Zax
  • Gender; Male
  • Age; Adult
  • Species; Lupe
  • Family; Dead
  • Desire; Killed by my awful other...
  • Love; None
  • Pups; None
  • Companion; Pegus
  • Powers; Turns into werelupe at night
  • Friends; None
  • Mood; Awful


    My Story



    {Prologue}

    Long, long ago, there was a pack of wolves just north of woodland hills. That pack was one of the most prosperous of packs eating all it can and overtaking the young and pregnant. They were so greedy that the spirits decided to test just how greedy they were. One day a spirit disguised as an old helpless wolf crossed the border and begged to be let into the pack. Instead of being kind and gentle with the old stranger they ganged up on him and beat him to death, or at least they thought. The spirit then showed his true self revealing an awful dragon like beast. He then put a curse upon the pack. The curse was this," You will have a hundred years of prosperity only to have it all shattered for on the hundreth year will be born one of your own and it is he who is cursed. He will destroy everyone and everything that you have for at night he will turn into the beast that has been carved into your hearts." He threw at them a necklace, with a half moon on it. "This will keep his mind straight during the day but at night the touch of the moon will drive him to your destruction." With a puff of smoke he vanished. A few years later they had forgotten if it had even ever happened at all....

    {Chapter I}

    One night, when the moon was full, a mother gave birth to her pup. There was only one in the litter, for the game had been tough that year. The father stood on the outside awaiting word to tell the rest of the pack that his miracle had been born. Once he heard the soft whines that came from the den he started rejoicing, howling with his deep baritone voice. The rest of the pack joined in, happy at their pleased leader. Then came a yelp from inside the den. The mother bolted out, a look of fear and pain on her face. She had been bitten but not just with teething puppy teeth, but by a pair of fangs. Out of the den came a terrible looking monster. His fur was that of a deep purple and he had darker colored scales on his body. On his back were a pair of leathery bat-like wings and scales that ran down his spine. His eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were larger than any of the males own teeth, with foam dripping down his face. Suddenly the mother collapsed, the poison had sunken in. The venomous touch of the pups teeth had killed his own mother. The males made a grab for him and those that weren't bitten and killed tied him to a tree. They tried all sorts of potions to get the devil out of him but none worked. Until they put the necklace around his neck. They had had it for years and new it was somehow important but didn't know what for. The pup still surged with rage, spitting at them and growling dangerously. Finally, his own father banished him and with one wack across his face, leaving a scar, he sent the pup away to never return...

    {Chapter II}

    The cursed pup ran until the morning came and by then he was far from his pack. His necklace however worked and for the first time he turned into what he should have been, a normal wolf. For the first time he could think straight without evil thoughts running through his head. He looked around himself and remembering what had happened the night before, began to weep. Then, suddenly, he was ambushed. Ten wolves were upon him and they bound his legs together and started to drag him away. The pup was too shattered to care what he was being dragged to do. The pack that had ambushed him happened to belong to a some sort of circus, living the fools life. They threw the pup into a cage and started spitting and laughing at him. The pup didn't care, he was still heart broken over the fact that he was a monster. Then that night during the show, they brought him out for the last act. When they opened the curtain to reveal the moon, the pup's heart began to race and his eyes widened then turned bloodshot red. He cried out in pain as his body began to transform into that of a monster. His fangs sprung out of his gums, spikes tore along his back, and most painful of all the wings sprouted behind his shoulders. Then his mind lost all control of his body and he began hating. He hated the cage so he tore at it with his teeth. He hated the people watching him so he snarled and spit at them. He hated his life so he began to jump at the metal bars the enclosed him snarling and terrifying the people that watched. They began to throw stuff at him and laughing at him like he was some sort of act. The pup hated them more. This went on all night until in the morning the pup changed back and collapsed to the ground his heart still racing. For the next years of his life until his teen years, this is how life was..

    {Chapter III}

    He sat down at the bar, glaring at the drink in front of him. He then drank it all down with a gulp. The women on both his sides cheered him on for another round but he was to tired. His earing shone in the light that was at the bar and he got up and began walking towards the door. A womans voice said behind him, "Hey! Get back here! You didn't pay for those!" He turned around and snarled at her viciously which seemed to quiet her down and get his lady audience cheering again. He then continued his walk to the door. He went outside and had a smoke with one of the other acts at the circus. His name was Bruiser and he used to beat up on Zantxon when he was a pup, but also taught him how to fight. Zax, had gotten his name from a company that sold illegal drugs, which seemed to suit him well since ever since he became a circus freak, he was on them. He didn't care anymore about anything and just waited til the day he died and if alchol and drugs sped that process along he was going to go for it. Then out of the bar came one of the girls who he had been sitting by. She was shy and came there often but rarely talked. She smelled the smoke he had burning in his mouth and winced a little before speaking. "Hi." Was all she said, her voice smooth and pure. Zax looked at her then huffed and began walking away. She followed him. He walked faster. She kept up pace. Zax, finally angered turned around and stormed in her face, "What Do You Want?!" She looked at him not the least bit fased, "To know you." Surprised by her answer he grunted and turned back around, "What kind of crazy are you to want to know about me?" She stepped in front of him swiftly her sparkling blue eyes looking into his. "The kind of crazy that gives a crap that you are throwing your life away." She said it sternly and kept his gaze until she sat down. Zax sat down too. "My life isn't worth your time.." He said and began to get up again, but she had reached out and was stroking his arm. "Every life is worth time." The way her voice carried him away made him almost smile. They began to talk some and started walking again. She mostly talked and went on an on about beauty school and her friends. Sometimes Zax would chip in with some jokes that would make her laugh and send tingly sensations up Zax's spine. Finally it was nearing night and Zax had to get back into his cage. As he exused himself, she stopped him with her eyes and gave him a kiss. Zax was too stunned to decipher what happened that she did it again. Not paying attention to the sun anymore he smiled at her looking into her beautiful crystal blue eyes. He felt like he could look into them forever, but then the sun went down. Zax suddenly changed, his eyes grew bloodshot again and his whole body morphed like it had every night since he was born. The fea, who's name was Aurore, looked at him frightened. She began to whimper and back away. Zax sneered at her evilly and bit her in the leg before he knew what he was doing them stormed off leaving her there to die alone. he ran and ran far away from the city and the circus back into the wild that was calling him. In the morning however when he changed back all he could think about was Aurore. He cried and cried hating himself for killing the only person who had tried to embrace him. He then vowed to never get close with another fea ever again. He ran into the woods and is there today still trying to fight off the demons inside him...

    My Love



    -sighs- My only love was killed by my awful ways. For that I am forever in shame...


    My Friends



    Will fill this up as soon as he gets friends!


    Pegus



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