Night Wolf

He was in a mass of darkness in the woods.

It was there, hiding behind a tree, the robot from hell.

It's gray reflective armor shining in the moonlight.

It's patient waiting, going back and forth on it's legs.

Brahm hesitated a bit before he changed.

His feet turned to claws, his head a massive-sized

wolves head, jutting out his jaw.

And before you knew it he was running wild

into the tree waiting for the robot

to jump out at him.

And the robot did.

He used his claw to slice at the robot, hearing a screeching sound.

But still was of no use.

Finally, he jumped onto the robot and began 

banging it's head onto the ground.

The robot remain motionless.

Quickly, the robot sprang up and threw the werewolf off of him.

Brahm hit the tree and heard a thousand splinters as the tree

broke.

The robot came over and hit Brahm on the head, 

a loud thud in his ears rang.

Brahm turned to the moon and with that took one bite into the head of the robot.

Debris of technology spread everywhere.

He had succeeded in killing it.

It fell back into the earth where it was born from.

Brahm changed back into a man, naked, alone, cold,

but at least he was alive. 

Reviews

[MOON]

Good write , the Robot from hell.

[Whiskurz]

I really liked this piece....Great writing skills....Whisk