Ralph was standing in the middle of the track, looking at all the girls running. He chuckled to himself. 'Wimps,' he thought. 'Cant even run a mile before giving up.' they all looked really good. 'Gotta talk to one of them soon.' he smiled to himself and put on the fighting gloves and listened to the coach give the rules of fighting. He zoned out halfway through the lecture and didn't listen to most of the rules.
"Fenrisúlfr!" coach yelled.
"Yes sir?" he said coming back to reality.
"Get your head outta the clouds and get your ass over here!" he was pointing to the arena where we would fight at. 'Finally! Make a good impression Ralph. You wanna impress these women out here? You gotta win.' Ralph walked over there and waited.
"Fiemister! Over here now!" he said pointing to a scrawny, emo-looking boy. He smirked and walked over beside Ralph. "Go on, shake hands now." they shook hands and backed away from each other. 'This is gonna be too easy.' he thought. Ralph decided to take off his shirt and show off his abs, make the girls drool. "Ready on both sides?" we both shook our heads. "Ready? Ready? BEGIN!" Fiemister charged at Ralph, but he was ready for it and dodged the attack. Ralph, however, was not ready for Fiemister to turn around that quick for a counter attack. Fiemister pounced on Ralph and knocked him to the ground. After Ralph got his senses back, he rolled over and knocked Fiemister off him. Fiemister seemed to slither away instead of rolling away. Ralph jumped to his feet and bounced on Fiemister before he could roll any farther. Fiemister's eyes narrowed to slits and turned red. Ralph was scared now. Fiemister reared back and came around and bit Ralph on the shoulder. Ralph was confused at first and stood up. His shoulder was gushing blood. Then, searing pain blinded him. He felt as if his shoulder was on fire. The last thing he remembered before blacking out, was giving his very own wolf howl.
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