I Became A Zompirewolf

'Cat is in the bag now.' Mera thought to herself as she saw Ashton running towards Jacob.

The amateurs always fell for this trick. They always assumed that the one who stayed behind to attack them from a distance would be weaker than the one who was engaging them in close combat.

Mera could not even recall how many humans, vampires, werewolves, undead and even the night creatures had fallen for this trick of theirs. And it looked like this kid was going to be one of them.

Ashton, completely unaware of their plans, kept charging towards Jacob like a mad titan. However, as soon as he reached within Jacob's attack range, he pulled an unexpected manoeuvre. Ashton dropped to his knees, his momentum made him slide on the floor and dived past him while digging his vampirish claws in Jacob's thigh.

'Argh!!!'

Jacob's thighs felt like they were made of steel. But it was thanks to Ashton's claws it was easier to damage Jacob than bending steel. On top of that, the difference between Ashton's and Jacob's height worked in favour of the former. Ashton was like a quick little fox in front of the goliath-sized vampire.

Frozen black blood erupted out of Jacob's wound like a fountain, socking the man's clothing within seconds. Jacob's leg gave out and he fell backwards. Mera's eyes were wide open in shock. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that a kid like that would be able to even graze a vampire's skin. Let alone make them 'bleed'.

"Jacob!"

"Stay back. His ass is mine now." Jacob growled in anger, "I was thinking about going easy on you. But playtime's over now kid."

Soon the blood stopped flowing out of the man's wounds and he got back to his feet. He threw his crossbow aside and took out the short swords attached to his back. Using ranged weapons wasn't his strong suit. His real weapons were his swords that have taken countless lives over the decades since he was transformed into a Bloodsucker.

The shiny blue swords were unlike anything Ashton had seen before. Both the swords had a long, narrow, smooth blade with a grip made up of some black leather which probably belonged to some night creature.

The blades visibly only had one sharp edge, which made it perfect for slicing and dicing their target without any difficulty. However, the crossguard was the thing that caught Ashton's attention. One would think that since a vampire was using a weapon, it would have markings of a vampire on it.

But strangely enough, the cross-guard has an elaborate silver wolf head on each side. Ashton was no expert in weapons but even he realised a vampire would not usually walk around with a weapon that had a symbol of werewolves on it.

Judging by the detailing on the blade and the crossguard, Ashton felt like that sword must have belonged to a noble werewolf first. Maybe this vampire duo hunted them down and took what was theirs.

Either way, the situation just got a bit grim for Ashton. Fighting two of them was already too much for him and now that Jacob was going to use his swords, he was completely fcked.

'Damn it... what do I do?' Aston thought as a single drop of sweat traced the edge of his face, 'Should I try to run? No. It won't do me any good. They will eventually catch me off guard and that'll be it.'

[The system has deemed the user to be in a life-threatening situation and can provide assistance to the user. Would you accept it?]

[Note: Exp and Rewards given will get affected in the event you accept the assistance.]

A system notification flashed in front of Ashton's eyes. It had never happened before but then again, he had never been in this kind of danger before either.

'Yes!'

As much as Ashton would like to take care of these vampires by himself, he knew he was too weak to do that. For now, it was better to listen to what the system had to offer as his ultimate goal was to survive and destroy the ones who did him wrong. It was too soon for him to die after finally getting a means to take his revenge.

[Recommended action: Turn off your werewolf genes and use your undead genes for offence while your Vampire genes for defence.]

'What? I don't have any experience in fighting using either of those things!' Ashton was now hesitating to follow through with the system's plans, 'Moreover, if I deactivate the werewolf genes then I won't be able to use the skills associated with the wolves!?'

[Note: The User doesn't need to defeat them on your own. The User only needs to survive for 22 minutes.]

'What would happen after that? No, more importantly, how the fck am I supposed to survive for so long? Can't you see the person standing in front of me?'

[After 21 minutes. The User is suggested to turn the vampire genes off.]

'Answer me first!?'

[That concludes the system's suggestion.]

'Oi, oi, oi!!! Damn it!' Ashton cursed under his breath, 'Looks like I have no other choice but to follow through.'

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