The final battle

The final battle

A Story by A writer's pursuit
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A fight between two wolves, is that really all that is?

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They were circling eachother under the moonlight. Those vicious eyes fixed on eachother. The trees surrounded Them, there was almost no way out. The moon was high in the sky, giving scarce light in a forest of darkness. Everything seemed prepared for the fight, a fight that rarely happened in these lands. It was a fight, of wolves.

 

The two wolves moved step by step, hazardly, concentrating on the other's moves.their red eyes were like daggers, focusing on eachother, knowing that only one would come out alive.

 

One of them let out a howl. His black fur was scattered around his body. He looked horrid, his crooked legs were thin, but sturdy. An ear was torn apart, it wasn't his first fight. His teeth were vicious, letting out his deep growl, his bloody teeth were strong and sharp. His incisors were sabres .

 

His legs stopped, he turned facing his white furred opponent, taking a stance. The white wolf looked rather pleasant, his fur whas white than the moon itself, they were rather groomed and soft. His muscly legs took a stop, his furry tail stopping to place. Nothing moved , but his long whit incisors which were emerrging from his mouth, he let out a deep growl, telling his black enemy that he was determined to win.

 

Both in their attack stance, nothing moved, the win howled, the trees stopped swaying with it though, as if they were seated to watch the spectacle. The black wolf suddenly let out a howl, shaking the trees, an owl flew, the wind carried the sound, the whole forest was struck by that horrid screechof deep voice. He leaped into a run.

 

The white wolf saw it coming, and assumed his position. As the black wolf's sprint came to an end he sprung his feet , soaring, claws stretched out, onto the white wolf. The white wolf flicked his paw into an attack, as they made contact. The black wolf was sprung away. He landed as his paws made impact grinding him on the ground, throwing him off balance for a second. 

 

That gave the white wolf more than enough time to attack., he leaped at him, digging his teeth deep into his skin. A screeching yelp emnated from the black wolf's mouth. It struggled to release itself, but the white wolf's grasp was too strong for him. He then threw himself on the ground, releasing him self, blood dripping from his neck.

 

Full of fury, the black wolf bit the white wolf's neck. He kept his teeth stil, and kept on slashing at him with his claws. The white wolf wouldn't give up, but the teeth were biting too hard, his vision was fading away. With every struggle, more pain came, until everything was black.

 

There was a loud beeping sound, it was fast. It seemed to be speeding up, until it was a continious sound.

 

The white wolf was entering the void. The determination to win, it was still too strong, but, he already knew it was over. It seemed as if every time he admitted defeathe went farther into the void. He was on the edge of oblivion. It was then that he felt it, the urge of another chance, the confidence of winning. He wasn't sure if it was too late anymore.

 

Energy was bursting through his body, everywher until the tip of his nose. He seemed to be glowing. He opened his eyes and saw the black wolf leave, he stood on his four feet, and howled a howl, tha shook the forest, and got the trees to sway, it was his final chance.

 

The black wolf turned and looked in surprise as he saw the white wolf leaping on him. He yelped a yelp of surprise, and took his final breath as the white wolf's claws impacted on his body. The white wolf let out a victory howl, as he felt the black wolf's pulse stop.

 

The continious sound was still sounding. Then it was quiet. Tears swarmed down Kate's mother as she realized, it was the end. She let out a loud sob. as the doctor looked at Kate, he Knew she was dead. 

 

A beep . The beep started to sound again. Kate opened her eyes slowly, her vision returning. She had witnessed a battle, a battle that would keep her confident all her life. The winner was evident. Life was victorious!

© 2012 A writer's pursuit


Author's Note

A writer's pursuit
I know there are alot of typos, but , i can't update it to the editted version yet

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i loved this story a wonderful work of fiction i just wish it was so easy for people to feel that way about life :)

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