wolf

by GreenRageMonster993

I had been forgotten by them and those who remember me, now hunt me. I'm just another name but they come to destroy me and new threat awakens. They've lost there hero but have forgotten hero I was . Wolf's my name and I'm the forgotten!

2. Chapter 2

I never wanted to die like this. Alone, afraid to go to sleep just in case you get attacked. They never realised that I was telling the truth. They're coming. I've got no one now, everyone choose my new brother over me. Only eleven believed me out hundreds. Now, they hunt me, chase me to hearts content. I'm not the same naive hero I was before, I thought I was safe... I was wrong. Months, now that's how long they've been hunting me , I will never trust them again. Now, I understand why many people turned to the other side, only now that I see, only now I see . It started slowing just like water , at a steady pace but more by , soon I believe I will be long forgotten. Just another name...another pawn for their silly games , now they've got no one to save them, I knew something was coming. I knew some think would come. Now, let them suffer. ..let them...be forgotten..

Now, I want those who helped me to be what I never got but I've changed. I'm may look the same but inside, different. Helpless, like damsel in one those old stories where knight comes to save, but me, no can save someone from something that's descended to happen. Not even the most powerful being can stop it, it's fate and fates been horrible to me. I have no one, and those who of did stick up for me, can't . I'm truly alone. Soon I'll become cold hearted, a killer, afraid of nothing, just a being, something that there. They treated me like disease, fleeing from me every where. They believed him over me, and I've know them for years. Only now I hope and can get in the asphodel. Thanks if I'm lucky, probably the fields of punishment. At least someone will love it at least. I always, if I did die, a heroic way, not like this. Begging for food, money at the most. It's cold, but I'm used to it, now I've been living here for months. It's now you only just learn to appreciate the warmth of a home but a home is just the least of my worries. I'm wanted alive mostly paralysed so, well you get it. I never wanted this but, I guess nobody does. I don't cry anymore, I don't and I know I will not. I am still not used to it, I've got kicked out my home, replaced, broken and now, I just want it to end. I hide like criminal, cause I know they will come for me and when they do I will be ready