A new life? Chapter 1

"step foward my son" the voice spoke as an unusual figure dressed in a black robe slowly walked towards the white wolf. "where am i?" the wolf spoke as he to began to step towards the figure . The figure began to speak as if it was wispering into someones ear" some would call me the judge of death... Others would call me the deliverer , but i believe that names are just lables given to someone to show that hey have a purpose, a meaning". A puzzled look fell upon the wolfs face as he was trying to peice together of what had happened, his brain began to hurt as the robed figure stuck out his bony hand as if signaling the wolf to come forward. "come forth my child. It has appeared that you have suffered the wrath of faith." the robed figure said which sent chills through the air. As the figure began to speak the wolf inturupted by saying " im dead arent i?" as the wolf began to whimper the figure said " there is no need to worry, i have been given a message from the holy man himself". "he says that he has been watching you for your whole life up until this point and he said to me with that with all the warmth and love that you have brought upon the citizens of zootopia he thanks you and says that your time isnt up yet." "My child you are getting a second chance!" as the figure spoke the wolf began to feel a sensation, a sensation that made his body and his paws go numb. The wolf than began to feel a sense, a sense that he had never felt before a sense of freedom, happiness as if he was free...

Wolfs POV

I began to feel a sense of freedom as if i could let go. Did i want to let go? I could feel an overwhelming presence sweep over me as i began to feel sleepy. I just wanted to sleep to be consumed... To be sucked into a void of nothing but pitch black, where no sound light or emotion could get to me. It made me feel happy, for the first time in my life i felt happy. I was trying to comprehend what was going on, it felt as if i was being draged furthur and furthur into the void but then it stopped. As i tried to move my arms and legs began to feel flimsy and week, but then a recognisable voice wispered into my ear " who knows where you'll one will ever know..." i began to panick as i could feel my chest rising and lowering as i felt my heart beat slowly beat at its normal pace as if it was beating to a rythm, a steady constant rythm. As the man everybody feared they would eventually meet began to speak but this time he said" the man upstairs also said to give this too you as a personal appreciation of your grattitude." reaching into his robe he pulled out a brown wodden block it looked as if it had a hollow inside. Death slowly stretching out his bony arm within his hand he held a block of wood with a hollow center. I was about to ask what was inside. Little did i know whatever was inside the wooden block would change my life FOREVER...

With his final words, the last words i would hear death said with a emotionless tone " i too have felt the way you are feeling now along with millions of other helpless souls i have to judge. I will give you a deal" .As his voice trailed of into the distance i cleared my throat"what sort of deal?" death turned his head towards me as if he was staring into my soul and said "if you ever want to come back to your home you can... But on one condition, you can only do so if you bring me in return a soul to replace yours". He slowly began to laugh " oh and Larry dont forget your reward as he handed me the wooden box. I began to feel light headed as if i had over eaten, as if i had stuffed my face full of my mothers blue berry pies as if i had just ihaled two helium ballons... Then it hit me an image, an image so clear it was as if i was staring it right in the face. An image of my mother. I dont remember that well... As if she was burned into my mind...

Flashback:

"Larry Wolfton get back here now!" i remember hearing as i ran down the stairs out the front yard half naked almost bare to the fur! Those were the times i remeber seeing my mother as she chased me throughout my house. It seemed as if it had happened only yesterday, that i could feel her soft gentle touch of her paws as she rubbed my head trying make my fur into a the equivilent of a birds nest. She saw so much potiental in me but i let her down... If i hadnt of ran away that day on her... The sight of seeing her in so much stress, she looked awful. I still regret that day... That day that i abandoned my mother...