Marvel Werewolves Vol 1 2


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Story
Frank. Crystal. Spidey. Surrounded by the wolves. Frank had been saving something up for a moment exactly like this. A little something he stole from a certain crimefighting vigilante. He didn't remember which one. There were way too many in this city.

Frank told Spidey and Crystal to run. Spidey shot out a web and swung away, with Crystal flying right behind him. They were being chase by a wolfitized Carnage, but Crystal shot the symbiotic wolf right in the face with an energy blast. His head flew right off and landed on the ground. Meanwhile, all the super-powered werewolves lunged at Frank, but he threw down a smoke bomb and was able to escape.

Separated from the other two survivors, Frank was all on his own. But he was prepared. A machine gun full of silver bullets strapped to his back. That would certainly protect him. Frank walked through the empty streets. It was a little too quiet. Out of nowhere, Frank heard a familiar voice. "After all this chaos we still manage to find each other... how convenient?"

It was him. Jigsaw. But he wasn't a wolf. Unfortunately, he managed to survive this long. Frank aimed his machine gun right at his chest, and threatened to shoot him dead. Billy laughed, telling Frank that this was no time for old rivalries, this was a time for heroes and villains to band together, and defeat the evil werewolf scum plaguing their world.

Jigsaw took one step further, and Frank unloaded on him, blasting his chest open. Jigsaw's lifeless body fell to the ground, and Frank was happy to finally get rid of his old enemy. He just wasn't happy that it was in a time like this. Frank heard a growl, and realized he wasn't alone. He slowly turned around, and saw... Captain America. A werewolf.

Frank threw a grenade right into the wolf's open mouth, and ran off as he exploded. Great, Frank thought to himself, you killed the patriot but now you've attracted even more attention to yourself. Several werewolves jumped out at Frank from all directions, but he just kept running and shooting anything that got to close to him. He made it to the sewers, and jumped in. It took them a while to catch up with him, but by the time they got into the sewers, Frank was long gone. Frank came up out of the sewers and found himself right outside Avengers Mansion. It was his lucky day.

To be continued