Six years passed since the tragedy of what happened to my family. I was happily living with the two kind reptilian friends that had so kindly took me in at my time of need. We where like a family now, and I was happy. I had gotten used to the fact that I would never see my mother or sister again. This was my family now and it was a damn good one. We would hunt, play and eat together. We all looked out for each other and made sure that we would always love and appreciate each other. We had traveled far and seen things that no fur had ever dreamed even dreamed of. I had grown faster, smarter and stronger with my adventures. I had some fun times traveling with my friends, but there where also some tough times too. I had battled a squid, climbed a mountain, escaped a prison, but never had I seen anything like this. His name was Apocalypse. When he came down from the heavens, he sure did make his mark. He released darkness energy called Voodoo. He's a god that was kicked from the heavens and let's just say that he was pissed. He captured Sephara, Werdragon and I and put us in a cell, along with everyone else n the planet. When we escaped it wasn't long before he noticed. He send his most elite guards to come and kill us. We planned on overthrowing him but there's a problem. The only thing that can be used to kill him is a sword made from three things, the first a fang from Cerberus, The horn from satan and last, the soul of the wielders mother. Then, you must take all three of these items and take them to a god and then the god will make The Legendary God Slayer. Only one of these were made before, but Apocalypse has it. Now, Sephara, Werdragon and I are humanities only hope. I hope to god we don't fuck this up. May the god's bless our way.

-Beta The Wolf