Tales of the Wilde Werewolf

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Many stories have been told and retold for many years about this sunject. Despite its popularity, the origination of the legend has remained unknown to this very day. Most people treat it as a piece of folklore, some tell it to their children at night to give them something to think about, while some believe the legend is a warning predicting something terrible. Many stories have been told in many different cantinas and bars throughout Rheinland and the systems surrounding it regarding sightings of the ship.

Some people think it is a prank pulled by some group of Zoners or a stunt pulled by the Military to keep people from traveling around uncharted areas in Rheinland. Some go as a far to say that the ship is a living organism. All of these theories, ideas, and conspiracies have parallels, parallels that have lead to the ship getting a common name: der Werewolf.

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She sat there silently. Watching, waiting. She was inhumanly stiff, but there was an explanation for that. She watched from the darkness as the humans sat in their chairs. She could only wonder if they would ever guess the true nature of this questioning meeting.

The lights in the room came on without warning, causing the two men who were sitting in the center of the room in director style chairs to cover their faces from the large show lights. “Sorry about that!” a young female voice said in the distance. The lights dimmed a bit allowing the two men to show their faces. One of them, a younger man around a meter and a half in height with blue eyes and brown hair, looked around nervously. The other, a older, gray haired man, in his seventies, looked forwards without any fear. His distilled brown eyes showed no fear; he had been through hell and back several times.

“Alright, everyone ready?” asked the female voice from the darkness. The men gave a collective “Yes.” “Good. Just to make this clear, we will not reveal your identities as long as you do not reveal ours. We don't want the government coming after us over a simple folktale. “This ain't no folktale!” The older man yelled out. “I apologize, Gustaz. Let's move on, then. Edel-” the younger man looked up and scratched the side of his neck. “- would you like to start off?” “Su-sure thing.”

Tale I

Gutentag, everyone. I would just like to say there is no way to be certain if the legend of der Werewolf is true or false, but I can tell you one thing, I believe in it. My-my name is Edel Gessner, and this is what I have heard...

“Edel? Edel?” A woman's voice sounded in the background. “It is time for bed kind!” I opened my eyes and saw my mother standing above me. “My kind! You are only three years old, this is no place to sleep!” I sat upright in the couch and looked around, trying to figure out where I was. She crouched down and began to tickle me. “Look at you! All of that running must of wore you out. Time for beddy by, Edel.”

My mother picked me up and brought me to my bedroom. As we passed through the small apartment's hall, I noticed everything was dark, only a few lights remained on. I could feel sleep begin to pull me again.

“Here we are my friend.” My mother plopped me into my little bed and kissed me on the forehead. “I will be right back, Edel.” His mother walked out of the room, leaving me to play with one of the numerous stuffed animals I had back then. I slowly began to nod off, when I felt something. At first it was nothing, but then it turned into a wondrous feeling. Thoughts began popping into my head.

**We...*tale* Ours**

I did not know what exactly was going on, but I was intrigued, like any other child my age would be. Lights flashed by, stars, planets, heavenly bodies, things that I knew little about back then, amazed me so easily.

The visions began to slow, revealing a human made ship flying through an asteroid field. A bright orange color covered half of the void, the other was black. The human ship, a long line of components attached to one another, made a sudden stop as an object flew from a distance and struck nearby the ship's engines.

Panning in, another vision revealed a group of smaller ships flying towards the larger one. They began firing their weapons at the ship. I understood little of what was happening. However, I could feel something like dread or maybe even horror when I thought of the train ship. When I thought of the smaller ships, I could feel happiness and maybe even joy.

One of the components exploded sending its cargo flying through space. Another larger human vessel, most likely a trade ship, appeared from behind one of the asteroids and used a tractor beam to take in the cargo. I felt even worse. I wanted to cry, but I could not.

Suddenly, another ship appeared in the distance. It looked almost like a twisted animal, something terrible. The Mysterious ship came from deep within the field and lit up, as if it were trying to scare away the group of small ships. When the small ships saw the Mysterious ship approaching, they immediately began attacking it. I could now feel the group's hatred and fear of the Unknown vessel.

The Mysterious ship pulsed with anger, purple light flew from the ship and pushed one of the smaller ships into an asteroid, causing it to explode. A large beam of light smashed into the larger ship that had tractored in the stolen cargo, causing it to explode into millions of pieces.

The smaller ships turned and fled to the outer reaches of the field, leaving the ship they attacked earlier with the Mysterious ship. I felt better and the Mysterious ship seemed to be happy. The crew on board the train ship was in awe.

The Mysterious ship flew around the larger ship and tractored in the cargo that had been taken from one of the larger ship's components. Light began to gather at the back of the Mysterious ship as it began to retreat back into the field.

The large human ship lit up as power came back to it. The crew was happy, joyful. I felt relieved.

**We *walk* *green* (Joy)**

I opened my eyes. I was back in my little room. I turned my head and saw my mother walking back into my bedroom. She sat down beside me on the bed and asked: “Would you like to hear a bed time story?”