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"Of course you are," the wolf said; "may I suggest I shall share thy burden as a Defender of the Sheep?"

"Be gone! Go away!" the lawyer shouted hysterically, "You hypocritical beast, dare you step one foot forward and I shall flayed you alive! The sheep elected me. No sheep we shall share. No mutton you shall touch. No lamb you shall eat. They are all mine! Mine! Mine!"

"Please!" the wolf said with a hypocritical pleading. It's teeth danced like the claws of a black dragon. Piercing the cement floor beneath, it's paws moved forward. Its tail dangled like a deadly cobra. The predator seemed ready to sacrifice its prey.

"Dare you step one foot forward and I shall…" the lawyer said with a weakening heart.

"You shall what?" the wolf said, snapping its teeth.

"I shall…" the lawyer fumbled desperately in his pocket and withdrew an envelope. With a rumble of thunder, he declared, "I shall sue you to your death!"

The wolf winced back like a tree struck by the lightening.

"In the command of this court order," the lawyer shouted, glancing at the envelope that held his expensive phone bill, "We shall meet in court tomorrow!"

The wolf, as tame as a kitten in front of a lion, retreated further. With the role of predator and prey switched, the lawyer held tight to his phone bill envelope. He looked as solemn as the Statue of Liberty holding the torch that protects the Freedom of Speech in the United States, as righteous as Vladimir Lenin holding the torch that led his comrades overthrew the Russian Imperialists, as holy as -- ah… well… maybe after all it wasn't that holy. The lawyer glanced again at the envelope and found out it wasn't really the envelope that frightened the wolf.

It was the hand that held the envelope. But it wasn't really a hand. Non of the zoologists alive would agree it was. It was -- it was covered with thick gray hair of the wildest beast. In place of the nails were the claws of the dark evilness, piercing deep through the paper of the phone bill envelope. And it wasn't just the hand. Every inch, every centimeter, every nano-meter of his skin was covered with the same gray hair. In short, the lawyer would be more eligible than the wolf in front to win the contract of a werewolf movie in the Hollywood.


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