Blood Hurts

     The knives ripped up my body, leaving a trail of thick blood that poured down my body in massive heaps. They ripped at my body, tearing away at my flesh and consuming all that came out. My vision rattled, and I could hear my own heartbeat pounding inside my head. Anger seared my body, as black fur ripped out. My teeth transformed into fangs, my nails into claws. I snarled out in hatred, my wolf form possessing me. I slashed at them, biting away their limbs and devouring their bitter-sweet blood. My lust screamed inside of me as I murdered, blindly drinking the crimson tears of the dying. I howled, and blood lurched outside of my mouth, mixing with the saliva and creating a web-like substance which oozed below my muzzle. I heard one last scream before I literally ripped myself into pieces, and let out one last howl before my very existence was shattered.

Author's Note

I know it's REALLY short, but I'm too lazy to think up a whole short story.