My Werewolf System

When Gary was pacing back and forth, he had been listening to everything the other prisoners had said about the new arrival. He had heard what he had done in his past, how he killed not just those who had been declared a target but their families as well.

Just while listening to the story, Gary was reminded of his own family, his mother who had ended up in the situation she was currently in. He still had no idea who was responsible for it.

One thing he was sure of: it was in the middle of the Color Gang attack, and it was because of people like Boulder that those in his family got hurt. What Gary didn't expect was for Boulder to try and attack him out of the blue.

"What the f*ck, how is this scrawny man stopping my attack?" Boulder shouted.

Desperate, Boulder tried to move his hands, but he couldn't. He started to feel a stinging sensation in his knuckles. He could see the deep claws digging into his large fist. It felt like it was impossible for him to pull it out.

In desperation, he swung his other fist, transforming it into a large rock again. Gary quickly pulled his hand free and then dodged the attack.

"If it's you, I won't feel bad about it!" Gary avoided the swing cleanly and then, with his hand transformed, swiped right at Boulder's neck.

It had cut cleanly through his neck; blood was dripping out, and the life was escaping from Boulder's eyes. A few moments later, a thud was heard as the heavy body fell on the ground.

The room was left in silence once again.

"He killed him, he killed the new recruit?" Stinger said under his breath. He didn't want to say the words too loudly for fear he would anger Gary, but it came as a surprise.

Many just beat others until they complied with them in the prison. There were cases of death in the open area, and the guards did nothing about it. It didn't seem to affect their sentence either. This was because it was hard to keep track of things. When you had a group of strong Altered fighting all the time, how could one know if the other wasn't simply trying to fight for their own life in self-defense?

These were deadly creatures in the eyes of the world. However, Gary was new, so for him to kill like he had just done, it was unexpected.

Right there and then, though, Gary didn't say anything else; instead, he started to drag Boulder to his cell. He walked down his hallway, and no one followed until he had entered his cell room.

The body was on the ground in front of him.

'I'm running out of time to help the others, and I need the strength to get out of this place. Boulder, you will be part of my strength.'

Gary transformed his mouth and opened wide, as he started his feast, ripping and chewing down part of the Altered's flesh.

He had done this before in desperate times when fighting against Midwak and when needing to hide evidence, as well as when killing someone he looked up to. Right now, he had to swallow all his feelings of guilt about what he was doing.

All for the sake of getting stronger and helping those that were alive.

'If I didn't get rid of him, he would have just killed more people; it's fine,' Gary told himself.

[5,400 exp granted] Level 34 [Health 300] [Energy 500] [Strength 75] [Dexterity 65 >>> 66] [Endurance 68 >>> 74]

'Eating the bodies gives me exp as well and gives me extra stat points. I won't use up the stat points just yet, and as for the pawn points, there might be something else I can do to try and help the others,' Gary thought.

At the same time, the South leader, Carter, had interest in Gary for a few reasons. Thinking he could use him as his ally or perhaps use his wild side to pit him against the North group somehow, one way or another.

He had done this type of thing before, getting information from the outside; one could blackmail the other into joining his group because he could find what a person cared about. Since he had connections to the outside, it also meant he could still send orders to the outside as well. So if someone didn't do as he said, then he could take those things away.

If they didn't have someone they cared about, they usually had some form of revenge that they wished to complete, and using his same connections, Carter could do the same so they owed him a favor.

Information was extremely powerful, and when dealing with a bunch of criminals, it was important to find out everything you could about a certain individual.

A few moments ago, one of the guards had approached Carter and had told him everything he needed to know. Rather than satisfied with the news, though, he looked a bit unsure about what to do.

'That kid, how did he manage to make an enemy out of the Phoenix Gang?' Carter thought. 'It's no wonder that he's no ordinary prisoner, but even seeing how strong he is, against them, he stands no chance.’

'I better put out the order anyway that no one should touch Gary Dem or try to befriend him or even work with him in any way possible. It's best we stay away from him no matter what. Unless, all of us in here no longer want to exist.’

'I am still a little bit interested, though, did they think you were so dangerous that they would rather lock you up in here than face you? Or is it just a way for the gang to play with you?'