Cub

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Summary: Kyros, Son of Brom and the Hero, Scarlet Robe, brother to Theresa the Seer, died along time ago.

-Cub-

-One-

Twelve summers had past since Kyros was pronounce dead and nothing had changed. Brom sat on his doorstep and waited for his wife to return from the graveyard where their son's gravestone was laid.

Upon hearing footsteps, he quickly wiped his tear stained face and eyes before looking up. He smiled as he saw his daughter walk up to him and put her arm around him.

"Father?" Theresa asked, kissing her father on the cheek.

"I'm fine. Just thinking." Brom answered, as he looked up at his daughter and saw the tears in her eyes. "Why don't you go and play with your friends? We can give you your birthday present later, okay?"

Theresa nodded and walked off to play in the fields. Truth be told, she didn't have any friends. No-one wanted to be friends with her. She had been dubbed by the other children as the 'Abandoner' and thus no-one thought of her as anything but a murderer. She walked into the fields, sat down on the soft ground and cried.

Her ears, filled with the sound of her own crying, made sure that she did not hear the cry for help from a man as Bandits shot at him with arrows.

-Cub-

The people of Knothole Glade were worried.

Three summers before, a wanderer had come to their village, a ragged wound in his side, a claw mark down the side of his face, begging for help. The people knew he had been attacked by Balverines and he be turned in a little while. They didn't let him in, but he begged for entrance, saying that it was not Balverines that had attacked him, but a boy.

The people were curious, so they let him in, swearing that if he looked as if he were about to turn, he would be sent out into the wood. The wanderer agreed and told them what had happened. The people laughed at his story and he was cast out by the chief.

He now wished he had listened to that wanderer.

Only a few days before, a young boy, around the age of ten, had strolled up to the front gates of Knothole Glade and walked through, nothing covering him. It was once he was inside the Village that the Guards noticed the pointed ears, long tail, big amber eyes and flesh ripping nails. It was then that the guards surrounded the boy, only to be either knocked out or killed. The boy then howled and four Balverines and a White Balverine ran into the Village and mayhem began.

They had wrecked everything.

How could one boy have such control over the Balverines?

-Cub-

Brom felt the searing hot pain of the sword piercing his stomach and bit into his tongue to stop him from screaming. They had stabbed him three times now, going up from his navel. Once more and they would pierce his heart.

"Still nothing?" said a voice from above him. He could tell who owned that voice. Jack of Blades. But the voice was not directed at him, but his wife. "Very well then. I shall ask you again. Where is the Sword Of Aeons? How do I get to it?"

Brom opened his eyes to see the sword that had already stabbed him thrice before stood at his neck. Flame and lightning lapped at the surface of the obsidian great sword as his eyes flicked sideways to his wife. He mouthed the words 'Say Nothing' and waited for her to nod before closing his eyes and letting the Darkness claim him on his own terms.

"I claim Death as I should." He whispered as he pulled the sword into his neck.

-Cub-

Deep in the forest of Witchwood, down beside the Witchwood Lake, sat a pack of thirteen Balverines and a boy, devouring five cold, bloody bodies.

/Tomorrow, we use the Two-legger's blue-black stone(1) to get to Sköll's pack in Darkwood. We then meet up with the other clan's at the stone gates. Be watchful for hunters and their Sharp-Claw-That-Flies(2), their Long-Claws(3) and their Bright Beast-That-Bites-Hot(4). We leave at first light of the Orange Eye(5)/ The White Balverine, Farkas, stated as he took one last mouthful of the Two-Legger body he was currently devouring, leaving the other two bodies for the rest of the pack.

The boy with them, leapt onto the carcass that Farkas had left and began to tear through the meat left on it.

Farkas laughed at his youngest (and most vicious) cub. It was nice to see him happy. He wasn't old enough for the last Clan Meet, and Farkas was afraid that the other Clan's would reject him because of being a Two-Legger. Farkas would protect him though. And so would his pack. Nothing would come to hurt his cub, Blaez(6). Even if he was a Two-Legger.

-Cub-

As first light of day grazed Witchwood lake, the Balverine Two-Legger-Cub, Blaez, jumped out of the Fast-Wet, a fish in his mouth.

Farkas laughed as he saw his cub come back to the den soaking wet with a fish in his mouth.

/What have you been up to?/ Farkas asked his son watching a cheeky grin settle on his flat face. Well, flat for Balverine standards.

/Nothing! You never ask Cana or Cuan what they were up to! Or Tikaani! It's only ever me!/ Protested Blaez, shaking himself off onto his father.

/That's because they always dry themselves before returning to the den! You on the other hand…/ Farkas trailed off and began to laugh as Blaez tried to tackle him.

/Come on, we need to get going before the Two-Legger's wake./

Farkas stood at his full ten foot height and stretched before jumping into the tree to wake the rest of the pack.

Once everyone was rounded up, they left. Farkas in front, then his mate, Daciana, followed by their cubs, Tikaani, Blaez, Cana and Cuan, then Scythe and his mate Cyraus with their cubs Raven, Danae and Iris. After them were Morpheus and Leto, and finally Cronus. The loner.

They reached the blue-black stone and jumped onto it, one by one, transporting themselves to the Clan Meet via Sköll's clan.

-Cub-

Stuff that you would know so I'm telling you in these stuff! HAH!

(1) – Blue-Black - Stone A Cullis Gate

(2) – Sharp-Claw-That-Flies - Arrows

(3) – Long-Claws - Swords
(4) – Bright Beast-That-Bites-Hot - Fire
(5) – Orange Eye - The Sun! Dun Dun Duuuuuuuhhhhhh!

(6) – Blaez - Pronounced Blaze.

(7) – Fast-Wet - Means a River/Lake/Stream. Pick One

Ok to answer a few reviews.

MissyKay – No I am NOT a complete noob. I just forgot what the Cullis Gates were called. In the Prologue, Kyros was only a few months old. Theresa was two years old. Kyros giggles when he sees the Balverines because he thinks that they're just big dogs that walk on their hind legs. He thinks they're funny, that's all.

SpazzChicken – Thanks. I hope you like it.

Dark times ahead – Thanks to you too! Hope you like it.

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