Chapter 3 : and chapter 4 of my life

In the beginning I always knew that something in me was different, that I was special in a way. I figured everyone felt like that. 

I come from a farm just outside a small town. I grew up around cowboys, riding bulls, and breaking in horses. I had friends but I always felt alone inside. I was nice to everyone but I soon realised that being nice means that everyone walks over you, use and abuse you. They just take and take until you have nothing left to give then they leave.

I don't know if that is so with everyone but for me it was so with everyone. I grew up reading a story of a man going to war and he discovers himself through fear and breaking his heart over and over. He finds himself in the mud with tears and fear each night but in the end he came back as a hero and people loved him for it . I knew it was just a story but it gave me hope and that's all it takes to make a man do crazy shit .

From that day I always wanted to go to the war but never felt like I was man enough to go to war. For what I did to those people, I need to make it right. Maybe by going to war I will then make up for what I have done or maybe I will die. Maybe this can be the answer to the questions I have, I need to do this. I'm not the same man I once was. I don't understand why me, why I have these abilities and I can feel something different inside of me, like I'm evolving. I don't understand why, I tried to talk to people but every time I try to say something I risk either going to prison or sounding like a monster. 

So I sold everything I had, booked a flight to a military camp and signed up online. I'm afraid of what I'm becoming and I need soldiers with guns to stop me or I need the military to control this thing inside me.

 What is about to happen was only meant for me. For no man can handle what I was about to see and did. Destiny is a cruel teacher but she knows how to turn crazy shit into even more crazy shit.

The training wasn't so bad. The first week of service was making me feel like I belong. The feeling that you have someone behind, next and in front of you who will protect you and die for you. The feeling that you will do the same. It's an amazing bond.

I used my special abilities in many ways but it's not important. The only thing you need to know is that the higher-ups knew there was someone special in the group but he saw the whole group as special. 

They didn't speak of the things, they just sent us to higher and higher missions. Soon we were known as the hunter squad. Some called us the wolf squad. I thought we were a hit squad. My scent, smell, hearing were incredible. I got amazed with my abilities. My squad knew about it, nobody else.

They always protected me with their life many times. Soon the Americans started noticing us because we were also fighting at the same time they were. They wanted to hire us. In the beginning, it was easy but then they started using us more and more.

On one night. Something happened. We came across or it found me, I don't know nor do I care. Something so dark and twisted. In a way, it felt like home. We were out on a mission when I heard something next to me.

I looked at it and I saw its big red glowing eyes. His Teeth were white as snow with blood dripping down from them. I figured that it was a wolf or something so we shot it. Dead. Was easy.

We walked closer to it laughing. We didn't expect anything suspicious until we saw what we killed. A huge dog-like creature with long teeth. The thing was huge. It opened it's eyes. Tom didn't see it getting up but when Tom turned his head to the creature, he immediately stepped back yelling out of fear and in the moment of fear he just erratically shot it. When he finally stopped, he saw the thing's chest starting to light up and then it got more and more bright. 

I suddenly felt dizzy and then everything went black all around me...

I was captured by some sort of thing and i was caried away by a helicopter