Savior – Wolf & Luna Short Story


Do you like music? Do you listen to music when you read?

I love music. I use it to help create the mood I’m writing all the time. I have lots of playlists for moods, themes, and even ones for specific characters.

Sometimes a song can just embody a character fully for me. I used to do an exercise where I would take a song and write a story for my character based around it’s lyrics. I thought it would be fun to resurrect this then share the results with you.

Two of my favorite characters are Wolf & Luna. This song embodies those two for me. The events of this story take place after the events of Predator & Prey: Fear which is the fourth book. The first three are compiled in Predator & Prey: Lily.

Please note: I do not own any copyrights on this song and am not infringing on the artist in any way whatsoever or doing this for profit. This is purely for entertainment purposes only.

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Savior – Rise Against (Copyright by Savior)

Lyrics – Centered, Italicized, & Bold Copyright Rise Against


It kills me not to know this, but I’ve all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were, and her scars or how she got them

Her eyes. I can’t get Luna’s eyes out of my mind. I’m surrounded by monsters but they don’t scare me. It doesn’t matter how tired I am, killing is what I do. I’m hungry. I need fuel or I’m going to slow down. I can’t slow, I have to survive, have to find a way back to her.
I fought my way through their army and escaped once the portal closed. That was what, a hundred days ago? Maybe a thousand. Time’s not right here. There’s a black spot where the sun should be and it’s come and gone hundreds of times. Is that a day? Why not. It doesn’t matter to anyone but me.
I try to recall her face. The feel of her hair, the line of her jaw, the swell of her breast. Memory is fading. The beast rattles at its cage straining to break free. More and more I let it go. It’s easier. The beast doesn’t remember, the beast acts. Regrets, doubts, fear, the beast doesn’t understand these things. When I let it run free I don’t either.

As the telling signs of age rain down, a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face, that this world has forgotten

She left me last time, this time I left her. We do what we have to. All these years together and apart. No matter how many others, she was always the one. The only one who understood, the only one who ever made me cry. Has she forgotten me? I hope she has. I don’t want her living in regret. Our lives are too long, regrets pile up when you live this long, they become heavy. She should go to a long sleep. It scares her but then she’d be able to lose the weight of the losses. The world will forget what happened and when she awakes she’ll be fresh. I like the idea.
A trumpet sounds from somewhere and the chittering of the monstrous creatures of this world echo around the ruined buildings. Something comes. It doesn’t matter. She’s safe, Lily’s safe, and so is Athene. My world is safe. Fighting is motion. Motion forward, motion towards something, even if I don’t know what. I don’t have a hope of victory and I doubt I’ll survive this. It doesn’t matter because they’re alive.
I climb to my feet and stretch. I’m low on blood leaving me sore. No blood, no healing. Tonight I hunt. I have to feed.

There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present, to drink these draining seconds

The beast wants free. I should give in to it. Let it eat my time. Something stops me. I start to and almost I give over to it but every time I stop. A glimmer of light, a fleeting thought, a moment of hope. Every time it stops me. Hope I’ll see her again. Hope I can beat this.
I’m a damn fool.

But seldom do these words ring true, when I’m constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can’t break through, until we disappear

“Wolf no!” Luna screams as I sink my teeth into the older vampire.
  She knows what I’m going to do. What I have to do.
The memory haunts me.
We don’t have a choice but did I? What if I hadn’t? If I’d trusted her?
I shake myself from the grips of the memory. Shit happens more all the time. Memories are becoming more real than the world around me. I look out the broken window of the apartment building down on the empty, trash filled street. The black sun is setting and shadows grow, stretching across as they reach for each other. Here, even the shadows are alive. At least some of them.
The echoes of her scream still ring in my ears. Impossible but there. If only she was here. If only I’d trusted her. If only I hadn’t failed…

So tell me now
If this ain’t love then how do we get out?
Because I don’t know
That’s when she said I don’t hate you boy
I just want to save you while there’s still something left to save

  “I can’t do this Wolf,” she says pulling her hand from mine.
I smell the blood on her. I step closer and pull her roughly into my arms smashing together with her forcing her to kiss me. She stiffens in my arms and her lips are hard and cold then she melts into me. My tongue seeks hers out and dances between the hard line of our teeth. My fangs break the skin of her lip and her sweet blood coats my tongue.
  “You’re mine,” I growl into our kiss, she doesn’t break it, doesn’t step away.
  “I want to save you,” she whispers pulling me tighter to her.

I just want to save you while there’s still something left to save
That’s when I told her I love you girl
But I’m not the answer for the questions that you still have, whoa, whoa

“You can’t save me, you can’t save us,” I growl pushing her back to arms length. “This is what has to be.”
  “They won’t stop coming for us,” she says a tear of blood falling from her eye.
  “They will, Luna. I’ll make them or I’ll kill them all. I’ll destroy every one of them, for you. So we can be together.”
  “That’s what I’m afraid of,” she whispers as one tear follows another.
My beast screams and I jerk back to my surroundings with just enough time to dodge an attack. A Chricht swings at me, fucking spider monster things. I dodge its scorpion-like tail and it stabs into the floor before me. Damn memories are going to kill me faster than the monsters. These nasty things are top of the food chain, at least of the things that roam around on their own. There are other demons and ghosts but they’re more organized and less interested in me. This thing looks at me like a meal. Good thing is, I see it the same way.
Spider legs and body, scorpion tail, but the torso and head of a man, albeit with spider eyes which is just fucking creepy. Its front legs end in crab like pincers that it’s snapping wildly trying to catch me as I push blood to my muscles increasing my speed and agility. I dodge through its attacks closing with it. Get inside its reach and then I can use its size against it.

And the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes

She walked away. I reached for her but nothing I could say would bring her back. She was right, I’d gone too far. I’d crossed the line when I started taking souls for power. Power to protect us but it doesn’t matter why you do something. Those are just reasons and justifications. Truth is I did it because I liked it. I wanted the power and it came into competition with how much I wanted her.
My claws tear at the attacking legs and arms of the monster and it screams. The scream of a Chricht is like nails on a chalkboard. I have to end this quick before the damn thing calls every monster within a mile down on me. I duck a clacking pincher then leap up and slash my claws across its throat. Black blood boils out and then my beast leaps forward. I can’t stop it, I’m too hungry to resist as it breaks free of its cage and takes control.

Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand?

Too late I stopped myself. Too late because there was too much blood on my hands. They can’t come after me though. I’m too powerful, I’d cost too much, and I don’t make too many waves.
Moments. Moments is all we had together but they’re the strongest memory I have. I have to get back to her. Nothing will stand in my way. The Chricht is dead in my arms as I become aware again. I drop to a crouch and extend my senses to see if company is coming. I’m alone and nothing seems to have taken an interest. Good.
I go back to the window and watch from the shadow. The trumpet sounds again and now I hear marching feet. Good, a parade. A parade in the lands of the dead, what the hell is this?

One thousand miles away
There’s nothing left to say
But so much left that I don’t know
We never had a choice
This world is too much noise
It takes me under
It takes me under once again

It’s an army. The same one that was ready to march through the tear between my world and these Deadlands. A mix match of soldiers culled from throughout history. A massive, twelve foot tall, cloak-shrouded wraith rides a giant black beetle at the back of the marching army. Luna, I love you. I’m going to protect the world so I know that you’ll be safe. We never had a choice. All this shit, Athene saw it and said it but I was too blind to understand.
I just hope you know, I love you. All these years and all my memory being eaten by this place I know this one thing. My heart is yours.
I leap at the wraith thing from the window growling as I extend my claws. This one’s for her.

The End

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