So I'm a published author from a small town in Nevada. My book is titled Parallel the Other Planet. I decided to make a blog because I want to promote my dreams and to show the world that I'm serious in my dream and I want to make it come true! I've faced many trials and still wonder where I should go in life and what all I should be doing. When doors have opened they slam shut on my fingers and cause me to be quite upset. But my books have been the only refuge of peace and hope for me. I have suffered much torment and distress with the way things have been. But I have begun to see more hope with my dreams and see the joy that I can receive from showing it out to the world. So I'm going to post a small excerpt from my newest book The Life of the Hidden Gift. I'm not afraid of someone stealing it which is why I'm sharing it. If you wish to read my already published book Parallel then here is the link: http://www.lulu.com/product/file-download/parallel-the-other-planet/415705?productTrackingContext=search_results/search_shelf/center/1
This is a small part that goes back in time to the ancestor of Eathen who is the main character. Night is the one being told the story when a big commotion is caused about Eathen and he has to flee. After Night has been locked up in her room banned to never see Eathen again with the help of her friend Catherine, she escapes. It's on her carriage ride that she is told the story of the one who founded the town Arkanis named after the great wolf who lives on that mountain.
“Papa, why must we leave?” The young boy asked looking at his father, who had tears in his eyes, “We didn’t kill mother, and she would be sad if we left.”
“Tommy, we have to leave,” said his father kneeling down by him, “We can’t live here anymore, and your mother she won’t be sad.”
“Papa, I don’t want to leave,’ said Tommy as he stared at his father, “I don’t understand why we have to leave!”
“I can’t tell you why not now, at least,” said his father looking at him, “But if you want to you can stay here but you will be an orphan because I have to leave this place.”
Tommy looked at his dad whose tears where falling then. Tommy felt his tears as well and nodded his head before wiping the tears away. His father hugged him tightly.
“Don’t worry we will create a new home for ourselves,” said his father looking up into the sky, “a home where no one will be chased away by the town nor judged by how they look.”
“Yeah,” said Tommy as he grasped his fathers hand. But Tommy could sense there was much more to this leaving then just because they couldn’t live there no more.
They soon reached the mountain that Arkanis lived on. His father knew the woods so well and had found them food so effortlessly. Tommy also felt that his father was hiding more from him then he could ever believe. It hurt him, but they had found there home a plot of land that was a great place for them to build their new home. A new world.
They built their own house before they knew it slaves and other people had escaped from their own homes to start a new world for themselves. Tommy noticed that his father always welcomed in anyone. Even vagabond pirates and Vikings.
“We are doing well right, Tom?” Asked Tommy’s dad as he helped carry the dead elk back for the town.
“I guess so,” answered Tommy, even though he was eighteen years old, so people called him Tom. He though felt that many of the men who were living there weren’t there for what his father and him meant.
“We’ll rest for a while,” said his father as he stretched. He started to build up their tent as Tom took the meat and carried it to a tall tree. He climbed up the tree tying the elk high from bears and other carnivorous creatures, “That’s good, go get us some fish!” Tom looked down at his father before heading off to get the food they would eat. He stared at the water as the fish flashed allowing him to know which where healthy and which weren’t. He didn’t know why but now this was simple to do. He knew the difference between the good vegetation and the trusted plants and ones that held things that could kill him.
Tom looked up at the cry of his father. He dropped the fish charging to where he and his father had set up camp. Tom could see a large group surrounding their camp site, his father in the middle. He wanted to rush to his fathers side but he could tell the men surrounding his father were Pirates and Vikings working together.
“You old fool!” Shouted the leader of the Pirates, “I know you carry the treasure Arkanis! It’s held on you at all times!”
“You must be wrong,” said his father, “I do not carry his treasure on myself but in me.”
“Well if that be it,” the Pirate turned to his mates and Vikings running his thumb across his throat, “Slit him.”
“NO!” Screamed Tom as the large sword slashed against his father. Everything went black consuming him in a pit of endless anger. He fought to keep conscious but the anger knocked him out.
Tom felt a few wet drops hit his face. He opened his eyes to a small downpour. Around him where wolves who were dragging dead bodies of the pirates and Vikings away as well as his father.
“Leave him be,” cried Tom. He cried out clutching his side breathing in deeply. He looked back up to his father only to see a transforming man to wolf, “What?”
“You are a young pup,” said a large black dappled blue wolf, “I am the leader of the night wolves pack, Arian. Arkanis has chosen your family to carry the gene of legend. Of course you let your anger get the better of you here.”
Tom stared at the wolf jaw dropped. Tom noticed his eyes glistened a gold-honey color with a scar stretching one side of his mouth up to his left eye. Arian lifted his head up and howled. Two other dark colored wolves appeared. Tom noticed one was dark red with blue eyes. The other was deep green flecked black, his eyes where completely black.
“They are the Nurse wolves for our pack they will heal your wounds,” said Arian as he walked to the wolf who once was his father.
The other two wolves knelt down beside him scooping his arms around their backs. Tom clasped onto their fur as they dragged him to a rock. He pulled himself up onto the rock he had few wounds, the wolves licked each wound ceasing blood and helping it to congeal.
“Must be frightful,” said the red wolf, “I am Irin, she is my sister Zen. We can’t tell you all but if you want a full story on yourself it would be best to travel with us to Arkanis.”
“I won’t visit a devil,” said Tom as he stared at his arm. The scar of the pentagram more prominent now then ever.
“Arkanis is not a devil,” said Zen who choose to lay across Toms feet, “He is the one to have blessed you and you curse his name?”
“Bless me?” Tom shouted at the wolves, “More like cursed, I’m a murderer to have killed innocent men!”
“Innocent, huh?” Arian crossed over to Tom, “Then does that make all killers who’ve never been caught innocent? You are not a murderer because you are not yet eating them and you spare their lives but they choose to kill themselves when they hear our cries. In their eyes it is better to kill ones self rather then be a wolfs dinner.”
“I don’t care nothing is good that Arkanis has given my father and me,” said Tom as tears brimmed, “My mother killed herself because of me. How does that make me feel?”
“She didn’t even get to know you,” said Arian as he began to walk. Tom stood and followed because he wanted to hear more, “That woman choose to let you live I’ll give her credit there but how foolish for her to just toss her life away before you could talk. I bet all she allowed to see was her fear and not the truth. How pitiful humans can be, we wolves watch and guard over each other.”
“I need to go back,” said Tom as he looked back at the small lights on the hill, “I’ll see Arkanis some other time. Besides it is late.”
“I can carry you there in a few hours and then take you back home,” said Arian as he looked at Tom.
“No, I’ll come tomorrow-” said Tom as he began. Arian howled as his pack surrounded Tom.
“You must come now,” said Arian as he looked at Tom in the face, “You have transformed for the first time it is time to learn more about yourself. Get on.”
Tom stood there looking at Arians back and at the surrounding wolves. He knew he couldn’t tear past them, and he didn’t want to kill any of them. He sighed and climbed onto Arians back. Arian howled as did the rest of the night wolves before charging up the mountain to the peak were Arkanis lived.
Tom rubbed his face after Arian stopped at the opening of a large cave.
“I’d rather die right now, kill me it must be better!” Tom screamed glaring at the wolves he was tired and was emotionally distraught hoping that somehow it was a dream or he was dead.
“You are foolish,” said Arian, “I understand how this is too hard to comprehend right now but you better learn and then you can go do what ever you want.”
Tom stood there as the wolves ran off. He had no way to go back home especially since he had not eaten anything and was dehydrated. He looked at the large caves opening. It was the only choice he had. He knocked on the granite making a small tapping noise.
“Hello?” Tom called out to the cave. A soft yellow glow shown further in.
“Come in,” called a old mans voice.
Tom stood there confused he didn’t know what to do, so he moved forward into the dark cave following the light. He finally reached a small house like setting. The cave itself had a large rug laid out. A small fireplace had a fire crackling in it. He saw a table with a dinner laid out. Next to a wood burning stove stood a hunched over man who turned to him. He had a tumor on his forehead that pushed his right eye closed he was hunched over painfully and only had one arm as the right sleeve of his shirt swung back and forth. He placed the platter of Elks meat down and gave a toothless smile to Tom.
“Go on,” he slurred pointing to a chair for Tom to sit in. He reached in to a mug pulling out a pair of dentures. Tom watched as he stuck the yellowed teeth some covered by gold, “Or are you not hungry?”
“Are you Arkanis?” Tom asked as he sat down. The man began to serve him some meat.
“Hah! Nah, boy, I’m not that great spirit,” said the man as he pulled out a bottle of red raspberries pouring them into his glass, “Arkanis has gone to pay your father respect he should be back soon. You’ll know when, young pup.”
Tom stared as the man wandered over to the fireplace scattering the hot embers to the other part of the hearth. Tom turned back to the plate of food. He didn’t trust it even though his stomach complained at the sweet smell. Then a chill filled his bones, he crawled out of the chair and bent down to the entrance of the cave. Tom tried to pull himself up but he couldn’t. He saw paws of a large wolf in front of his eyes.
“Just like your father after he inherited my blood,” said a low rumbling voice, “You may go back and eat.”
As soon as the voice had spoke Tom stood and turned back to his food. He caught a glimpse of a large wolf on his hind legs. He sat down poking his food.
“Not much of an eater eh, Baron?” The wolf sat down across Tom. Starting on his food he was very clean as he ate the meat. Tom couldn’t help but stare at him.
“Arkanis,” the wolf finished for Tom, “That I am Tom. I’m sorry about your father, he was a great man.”
Tom kept quite as Arkanis sipped his drink. He finally took a piece of meat and ate it. He was surprised as it soothed his groaning stomach.
“Good, eh?” Arkanis asked, “Baron is an amazing cook he sadly has hit many obstacles, I’m helping him recuperate. My wolves have told me that you were here for questions, since you now have my blood. Am I wrong?”
Tom looked from Baron back to Arkanis. He shook his head. Arkanis smiled.
“Not a man of many words, of course you would have said three if I hadn’t finished your question,” chuckled Arkanis, “You now have my blood a power that many wish for but few obtain control over. You may know them as werewolves, foolish men to call upon the devil to obtain my blood. What your father did differently was he came here himself nearly dead to obtain my powers. A wise choice.”
Tom stared at Arkanis.
“How is that a wise choice?” Tom asked with anger before clamping a hand over his mouth.
“It was a wise choice,” said Arkanis, “Because he searched for it himself and he believed without asking the help of the devil. Of course he didn’t gain perfection. Emotions that become to extreme causes my blood to boil to a point of becoming a wolf. Lycanthropy is what you would call it. You choose when you want to become the wolf by allowing your emotions to become such an absorption of power. Then you release it into your body making it turn you into a monster.”
“That’s horrible,” said Tom glaring at Arkanis.
“Horrible?” Arkanis laughed, “It is how everyone is when they become filled with a deep emotion just because they don’t transform into wolves they are gentle, kind, people? That’s stupidity right there if you believe that no one else gets as angry as you, everyone does male or female they each have a hard time controlling emotions. It’s just how it is.”
Tom looked at Arkanis what he had said made sense people all got angry and did become monsters. He looked at the wolf as he chuckled with Baron.
“So, what can I do?” Tom asked.
“I have all the help I need,” laughed Arkanis looking at Baron, “How about you just go live with your people in that land. But, if you have a place for Baron after he is healed could you let him stay?”
Baron gasped at what Arkanis had asked.
“Yeah,” said Tom, smiling.
“Very well, I shall call the Day wolves. Perhaps they will be nicer to you,” said Arkanis as he walked to the caves opening. Tom followed with Baron behind him with a large box of Elks meat. Arkanis howled and then yipped. Large white and orange dappled wolves came from behind the trees howling and yipping as well, “I give you this elk’s meat to apologize for what my wolves did.”
“Thank you,” said Tom as he looked at the large colorful wolves, “But how will I get it home?”
“The alpha male can take it. Aron,” called Arkanis. A large white wolf with orange patches across his fur walked forward with pride, “He is a kind leader one who keeps an eye on his pack and others whom I want to be taken care of. He is still a strong alpha do not try fighting or arguing with him. As alphas are not afraid to fight.”
“I will take care of you, Tom,” said Aron. Tom turned to him his light blue eyes glittered at him.
“Yeah, thanks,” said Tom he turned to Arkanis and bowed, “Thanks.”
“Understand, how your father was killed, was a silver sword through his heart,” said Arkanis holding a clawed finger up, “Stay away from silver it is dangerous it won’t kill unless it is pierced through the heart. You’ll just have a highly allergic reaction. Those, darn pirates had a silver sword, which is how your father died.”
Tom stared at Arkanis before nodding his head in understanding. He climbed onto the back of Aron. Baron strapped the meat on waving goodbye as Aron charged down the mountain to the town.
“Whose there?” Tom said as he looked around the trees. He stopped as he saw the Day wolves curled up next to a woman with strawberry blonde hair and white skin. He stood there stunned for a moment at her beauty and her voice.
“I’m sorry,” she answered as she brushed a hand down Aron’s back, “I just ran away from home and I came upon these wolves. They accepted me and told me that there was a town near by I would be welcome to.”
She turned to look at Tom. He was frozen to the spot at the beauty she radiated. Aron woofed softly looking at Tom, he winked.
“You must have been searching for this town,” said Tom, “the town is called Arkanis. Named after-”
“-After Arkanis himself, right?” Finished the woman, “I’m Lena.”
“Tom,” Tom held out his hand, Lena took it standing up. Her skirt was covered in the wolves hair. They really did like and accepted her very much, “either way you should come with me, especially if you want a place to stay. I’ll walk you there.”
“Thank you,” said Lena as she got up brushing her periwinkle blue dress. Tom restrained his face from blushing as best as he could. He walked a little ahead of her trying to make sure his face wasn’t shown as much, “so what is the town like?”
Tom looked at her confused but blushed when he saw her eyes glint with wonder and excitement. He thought about the town for a while, wondering what he should tell her. His mind flicked through past memories but the ones that stood out where the towns people after he came home with a pack of wolves. The towns people frightened pleaded for him to keep a curfew and would only go out into the woods to bathe when needed. They hated seeing their new leader surround by creatures who lurked in their nightmares.
“It is a town where anyone is accepted, no matter your background or rank. We respect and include anyone who wants to feel like they have someone to care for them. Even if it is all a lie. But you may be very welcomed and taken cared of,” said Tom.
Lena slowed her pace staring at his shoulders. They had tightened when he had talked about the town. In her hometown they had previously told her the story of the young princess killing herself and her son and husband leaving heading for a new life. Her family had gained the status of Baron and Baroness and she was treated warmly there but it wasn’t exciting or new. She fled to find a new life, maybe even someone to love, Tom was a prospective suitor especially for his looks. Lena giggled softly, a wolf nudged her hand. Lena looked at her, the wolf cocked her head to Tom where she saw the Alpha male beside him.
“Are you sure you want her to come to this town?” Whispered Aron to Tom.
“What else can I do?” Tom whispered back to Aron. Aron sighed howling. The other wolves joined him before they bounded into the forest. Tom understood this was Arkanis’s land and he would have to let Arkanis know that a new settler had arrived. Since his fathers death Arkanis had told Tom to tell him about the town and everything around it.
“We’re here,” said Tom as he pushed the willows branches away.
Lena stared in awe at the small village. It had small but warm houses all around with beautiful gardens. The square had many small stores with little kids playing around a fountain of wolves. She considered the town to be a very nice place. She looked over at Tom, who was glaring at the town. He didn’t seem pleased at all, about the beauty of the town.
“Let’s go,” Tom grabbed Lena’s hand dragging her down into the valley where the town was nestled.
Tom pulled Lena passed all the people, ignoring the women’s gasps and small kids cries. He was looking straight at the Barons Inn. He was hoping Baron wouldn’t be full right now. Lena could stay there for a while. Tom opened the door to a small jingle of the bell above. He pulled Lena in and headed to the desk where a short balding man stood organizing the keys to the rooms. He turned to look at Tom, he smiled. Tom returned the smile, Baron from his first visit with Arkanis stood in front of him. He was completely healed. The tumor over his eye was gone and his teeth were repaired. He wasn’t hunched over either he was standing straight.
“Tom, what a pleasant surprise,” said Baron wrapping his hand around Toms.
“Thank you Baron but I have a request,” said Tom making sure that Lena was visible for Baron to see, “ This is Lena she needs a place to stay, do you have any room?”
“Of course I do,” said Baron as he turned to grab a key, “I’ll have her stay for free until you can stand on your own here. Just sign here.”
Baron placed a small black leather bound book for her to sign. Lena signed it. Baron handed her the key to her room. Tom bid them both farewell before heading off to his house.
He closed the door of his home taking a deep breath in before he heard a small cough. He looked up to see Arkanis sitting in his living room. He smiled at Tom.
“Well, seems a single lady has joined the pack, eh?” Arkanis chuckled.
“I don’t care about a woman like her,” snarled Tom, “Remember I swore never to continue this gene onto others, it is a curse!”
“Oh, you fool,” said Arkanis, “Believe in whatever you want but there is an evil presence near and they will not allow for her to live here. Be warned your powers are not a curse but a blessing for people all around. Nothing is ever a curse but a blessing. You will see young pup.”
Arkanis left, slamming the door shut. Tom grasped the edge of a table his nails carving out the wood. He snapped his neck side to side, trying to calm himself. His fury left and he was able to relax. Tom was determined that what Arkanis claimed to be a blessing was a curse in full. He would not be persuaded otherwise, it would never be anything more, and most defiantly would not be a blessing.
Tom walked down the street to buy a sack of wheat. He noticed Lena who was playing with children in the fountain. The kids laughed as she chased them around. Tom felt that it would be great to have a woman like her as his wife and mother of his children…wait what was he thinking, he didn’t want that.
Tom turned to see a soaked Lena rushing towards him. The kids followed her but when they saw him hid behind her dripping skirts. Lena tried to coax the kids to face Tom but they refused.
“It’s alright,” said Tom, “How are you adapting to the town?”
“I love it here!” Lena said throwing her arms up. Tom couldn’t help but to smile slightly. The kids, noticed and giggled, pointing to his mouth.
“I should go,” said Tom feeling uncomfortable. He stopped because something held his pant leg. He looked down to see a young boy looking up at him with big eyes.
“Mister Tom, you’re a wolf right but you act very human,” said the boy with a smile.
“A wolf?” Lena looked at Tom quizzically.
“No idea where he got that. I need to go,” Tom repeated pulling away from the boys grasp. Tom hurried and bought the wheat, that was until he was stopped again.
“Oh, Tom my dear boy, these two men have been looking for a place to stay. Think you can help them out?”
“Mr. Finch I need to go, but just have them head to the Inn,” said Tom heading off. He was tugged back he turned his head to see a smiling Mr. Finch, “Please, I just…oh, fine.”
Tom looked at the two men. One had long red hair that was waved down to his shoulders. The other had black chin length hair. Their eyes both brown glared at him, and he sensed a wolves prescience to them. He shuddered before walking to Barons Inn. The men followed, whispering softly as Tom tried to speed up his walk.
“Here,” Tom said after they arrived to the doors of the Inn, “Just tell Baron I told you to stay here.”
“Hmm, I see,” said the red haired man, “Perchance do you think you’d want to grab a drink with us?”
“I don’t drink,” mumbled Tom before heading off. He was jerked back again by the man with black hair.
“No need to be harsh,” he said, “Let us introduce ourselves, the name is Glor.”
“Peter,” said the red haired man.
“Anyways,” said Glor, gripping Tom’s shoulder tightly, “We just want to get to know the founder of this town! And we take it that’s you?”
Tom glared at them wrenching himself from Glor’s grip and storming back to his place.
“See you later, Tommy!”
Tom froze only his father called him that and the fact that these strangers just used such a name angered him to a point that he fled to the forest. His body becoming a wolf. It felt great he realized with the speed a wolf could run and the strength of his body was wonderful. He looked at the trees playing chicken with them and jumping over the bushes. He felt free and felt that there would be no need to worry as a wolf. He heard a howl and froze. His ears turned to the far left.
“Thought you wouldn’t do this again,” said Arian. He stood proud on a small ledge over the river Tom had just jumped. He held a smile.
“Needed to feel free,” answered Tom laying down to show respect to Arian.
Arian jumped from the rock and headed to Tom. He sniffed Tom’s nose in greeting and nipped his ear slightly to show dominance over him.
“That is fine, we like to run with our own kind though,” said Arian as he looked at Tom, “Come join us for a hunt and have a feast like never before.”
Tom couldn’t help but smile and followed quickly in Arian’s wake.
“Leave me alone Peter, we’re through!”
Tom stopped he held the door to Barons Inn open. Lena was trying to pull away from Peter.
“Stop this Lena and go back home,” said Peter, his red hair draped over his face.
“No!” Lena cried. She was shaking in his clutches as if Peter had shown her a freighting scene, “I beg of you please leave, I don’t want you to-”
“Peter,” said Tom walking up. He didn’t want to hear more all he knew was that these men were to not be trusted, “I thought you said we are going out for a drink?”
Lena looked at Tom in relief but fear. Fear for what?
“Oh, right,” said Peter. He turned to Glor and nodded. Glor stepped away from the wall he was leaning against, “Shall we?”
Tom walked ahead and out the door he waited for Peter to appear before he grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him against the buildings wall.
“Listen! I don’t give a care who you are. But if I see you threaten Lena again, I will chase you out of town!” Tom snarled slamming Peter again. Glor, grasped his one arm and ripped it off of Peter. Tom felt welts rise from were he had punctured his skin.
“You better, watch yourself,” growled Peter, as he rubbed his shoulders, “You don’t even know the situation you are in right now.”
“Just leave my sight,” said Tom before he stormed back to his house.
Tom slammed the door shut before he heard a low growl. He looked to see Aron and Arian looking at him with hatred.
“You foolish boy you don’t even know what they are do you?” Arian snapped at Tom.
“What do you mean?” Tom looked at the wolves. Then a howl echoed through the air with screams of the townspeople. Tom turned and rushed opening the door to two large wolves, standing on their hind legs, who tossed a young boy across the street and into the far building. He screamed in pain trying to crawl away. The wolves charged towards the boy. Tom screamed, no. But a large white wolf flew past him grasping one of the wolves throat thrusting him down onto all fours. But his companion did not wait to tear Aron off of him. Arian charged and grasped the second wolfs shoulder throwing him back onto the ground.
“You better join them!”
Tom turned to see Baron looking at him, with a glint of anger in his eyes. Tom nodded before he allowed for his anger to turn him. He clasped onto his human morals, and charged at the wolves, who were slashing at Aron and Arian. Tom leapt off the ground, one of the wolves turned snarling at him. Tom opened his jaw and clamped down hard onto the wolfs jaw. The wolf snarled and flipped his snout back. Tom, felt blood drip into his mouth but he refused to relinquish his hold on him.
Aron snatched the wolfs shoulder dragging him down onto the ground. Arian snarled, howling and then he spoke to the large wolf.
“Get out if you do leave I will not kill you!”
“Ha, you’re just a wolf,” spoke the captive wolf. He looked over to see his only companion had fled, Tom felt him shudder briefly from fear, “Do you even know what I am?”
Wait, thought Tom, I recognize this voice. With a sudden realization he understood this was Glor, friend of Peter. What was Glor doing being in the form a wolf wasn’t he and his father the only ones who got Arkanis’s blood? Then he remembered Arkanis had said other men sought his blood but did it by the means of the Devil himself. Could Glor be one of these Devil manifestations?
“You are a werewolf,” scoffed Arian, “A pathetic half-breed whose own companion refuses to stay with him. A wolf without his pack is nothing!”
“It doesn’t matter, he has probably caught that Lena girl now,” chuckled Glor. A loud scream echoed to them. Tom felt his heart pound in fear for Lena. Arian grabbed Glor by the throat suffocating him tell he passed out. Tom transformed back to human looking over to where a huge wolf stood holding Lena in his clutches.
“Go!” Shouted an all too familiar voice, Arkanis.
Tom looked to Arkanis who was chanting over Aron and Arian whose bodies stretched and formed into humans.
“You have chosen her and she is a strong Alpha female,” said Arkanis turning to Glors wolf body, “I will teach this one a lesson.”
Tom nodded looking at Arian with his long black dappled blued hair, and goatie. Aron had long flowing white hair but a clean face. Arian also had black skin as Aron had white skin. They nooded to Tom who charged to the large werewolf.
“Finally arrived, eh?” Snarled the wolf.
“Peter?” Tom froze and stared at the werewolf his fur was a dark red.
“You got it now, eh?” Smirked the wolf. He pulled Lena’s arm up to his mouth drool dripped onto her arm, “Have you heard that if us werewolves bite another they will become a werewolf as well. In essence we are like vampires injecting Arakanis’s blood into the victims system. The young boy will transform soon and I will make Lena mine forever!”
Lena screamed as Peters teeth sunk into her arm. Arian jumped and ripped Peters head back snapping his teeth out of Lenas arms. Aron jumped and slammed into Peters chest sending Peter to let go of Lena and tumble to the ground. Tom rushed over to Lena who was hyperventilating.
“TOM! WHAT IS GOING ON!?” Lena screamed it staring at her wounds.
“Didn’t you know they where werewolves?” Tom asked recalling her fear when Peter looked at her.
Tom looked at her wound and then at her face tears were flowing down in floods. Her jaw chattered from fear as she stared at Tom wide-eyed in great fear. Her chest was heaving up and down so quickly he feared she was going to have a heart attack.
Tom turned to see Baron rushing over to them. He knelt down beside Lena, whose face relaxed instantly. Baron looked at her arm and then his eyes filled with tears.
“I need to take her to Arkanis,” said Baron helping Lena up and wrapped her unwounded arm around his shoulders, “You need to help your brothers.”
Tom looked at Arian and Aron who stood in authority even when Peter towered over them in his wolf form.
“Alright,” said Tom before he called to receive the wolfs power and charged right at Peter.
Peter howled as Tom latched on to his throat in his wolf form. Aron and Arian charged and hit Peters shoulders, sending the titan wolf down onto the ground. Peter snarled before he pushed his hand under Tom’s chest and flung him high into the air. He spun taking Arian and slamming him into Aron as they skidded across the dirt road. Tom fell down and landed on his side. A resonating crack echoed. Tom yelped, trying to stand but his leg could not support him anymore. He needed to return as a human, but he felt weak. Peter, glared at him and charged flinging Tom across the street and smashing him into the fountain. One of the wolves shattered at Tom’s impact. Tom curled his tail between his legs twitching in fear and pain. He looked at Peter and howled. Aron and Arian stood up looking around in the shadows. People started showing each was defined by the darkness of skin to the lightness of hair. They howled back, revealing they were the Day and Night wolf packs.
“You won’t win!” Snarled Peter picking up Tom.
“Remember, Peter, a wolf is nothing without his pack!”
Tom launched again at Peters throat, breaking skin. The other packs slammed Peter down onto the ground with a shattering crunch. No matter how hard Peter tried to get away he couldn’t the wolves, howled as more showed. Wolves from around the mountain were charging in grasping Peter down. Aron and Arian returned to their wolf forms clamping onto Peters thorax. Peter, twisted and gasped, before he finally lost conscience.
Tom, released his hold, turning human again. He stared stunned as the Wolf began to return to the human form of Peter, unlike when his father died. Aron and Arian became human again placing their hands on his shoulders as Tom shook. He turned his head to the sky and screamed, before he bent down and slammed his hand hard into the debris of the fountain. He hadn’t wanted to kill anyone even if they had caused trouble he was sure they hadn’t killed.
Tom shook his head not wanting to even hear Arkanis’s voice right now. He was angry at him for having such cursed blood running through his veins.
“Tom,” said a gentler voice.
Tom looked at Lena she was smiling even though she was shaking. She gasped as she began to sob. Tom stood up and grasped her in a tight hug as she sobbed into his chest. This was the reason why he had killed for someone he wanted to protect and save, for someone he loved. Lena stopped crying out loud but her body still shook in his hold. Tom looked at Arkanis noticing Arkanis had a soften look. He headed towards Peters body placing a hand over his heart before a white transparent hand grasped his. Tom stared as a former image of Peter appeared.
“You foolish man, do you regret now?” Arkanis asked softly to Peters after image.
“Yes,” said Peter in a whisper that seemed to echo around the town.
“Go be free but may this moment not leave your mind until your soul becomes solid white,” with that Arkanis released Peters hand as he floated away.
Peter looked at Tom and smiled softly tears started to fall from his eyes. As he finally disappeared, rain poured down around them. Soft and gentle and seemingly to have come out of nowhere.
“Good-bye,” whispered Tom up to the sky.
This last part is a continuation of Tom's story where he meets Lina who becomes his wife. All though this is a look back into the past it tells enough of what the story is. I love the characters who come to life for me to be able to see their world and understand their emotions. I love to write and I don't plan to ever stop writing.
I'm not very good at updating but I will try to do so as often as I can. Oh, BTW I also do music videos I like to remix songs with pictures and music to make it awesome. But I'll save that for another post. ;)