The Werewolves of Miller's Hollow

Iris' P.O.V.

"LETS START!" I yelled excitedly.

"YAY!" cheered the boys.

I started reciting the epilogue that I had written while waiting for the boys to arrive.

"Here in Miller Hollow, there is an interesting legend. It states that werewolves have lived with the villagers for thousands of years. They lived together in harmony. The werewolves never harmed the villagers and the villagers never harmed the werewolves."

"When the werewolves went out hunting, they would catch extra game and bring it back to the villagers. In return, the villagers provided a safe place for the werewolves to live. Werewolves were often hunted because they were different, so the werewolves liked having a safe place to live. Then one day, the werewolves vanished."

I paused and a wave of ooh's echoed through my living room.

"The villagers found it difficult adjusting to life without the werewolves. The men had a hard time getting food to feed the villagers. As a result of this, the village's population started to decrease. People were getting sick from malnutrition and dying."

"Oh no." Xero commented.

"That's terrible." A-Tom added

I continued with the legend. "Some of the villagers started praying for the werewolves to return, but they never did."

"Five hundred years later, werewolves went extinct and became just a legend. But that all changed. One day, a beautiful silver male wolf limped into the village. The villagers took it to their barn and make a nice place for it to rest. In the morning when they went to go check on him, the wolf was gone and in his place lay a man. The man had an injured leg and silver hair just as the wolf did. The villagers started to wonder if the legends weren't fake, but actually real, that werewolves really used to live with their ancestors hundreds of years before."

Another round of ooh's echoed through the room.

"As the man lived in the village, he fell for a young lady. After a while, she became pregnant. When she gave birth everyone was amazed. The baby had beautiful silver hair, just like his father. A week after the baby was born, the mom walked into the nursery to find a wolf pup in the crib instead of her baby. The pup had the same silver hair as her child. The mom started to think that she might have given birth to a werewolf."

"That was the beginning of the legend repeating. Now, two hundred years after the werewolf was born, the village is filled with werewolves again. They came from all over the country after hearing about the safe village. But life in the village isn't the same as it was in the beginning. Werewolves started to outnumber the villagers and they wanted the village for themselves."

"This is the state that the village is in today. What will the villagers do? Who will the werewolves kill first? Now, that is up to you." I concluded.

The end of my epilogue was welcomed with a large round of applause and excited yells from my best friends. Everyone one eager to start playing.

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