Here it is the final chapter of this story. I think I did a decent job for my first fanfiction. I want to thank all of you
There's something I want to address. The author that I've submitted my villains to Creaturemaster in his story Once Upon a Tennyson. My OC Jason has been used in another person's OC backstory being Jeager The Beast Hunter by DracoAngelus17 thus I DON'T OWN JEAGER IN ANYWAY. The ONLY thing I own is my OCs.
He will make a cameo in this chapter as both he and Jason are a part of each other's story. If you're wondering, yes. Jeager has already made his appearance in Once Upon a Tennyson. Jason has not. However, Jason was foreshadowed in Jeagar's flashback. The purpose of this fanfiction was to flush out Jason's character. Now that's out of the way. Let's conclude this story.
The voyage to Ever After lasted several days. Shouts of "Land ho" echoed all over the Sea Devil. The crew cheered as they prepared to dock. Jason made his way down the plank.
"Here, we are, Jason. The land of Ever After," Captain Hook said. Jason observed his new surroundings. A whole new world to explore. A collection of emotions battled in his mind. Excitement. Fear. Sorrow. Anxiety. Refueled determination and purpose. Jason learned more about Ever After during his time on the Sea Devil such as the Evil Queen, various fairytales amongst others. The magic in Ever After is potent and widespread. Mythical beast is among the mundane.
Exactly what Jason is searching for. A powerful hero that shapeshift with a slap of his wrist can quickly call Ever After home. Jason prepared him for his new journey with hopefully more success.
"Thanks for everything, Captain Hook," Jason responded gratefully for what she did for him.
"Don't mention matey. The treasure you gave us made your plead worthy to hear. Just remember what I told and keep your head down. What's your plan after you find Ben and slay the Wendigo" She replied.
"I'll end my life so I can rejoin my people" Jason stated already deciding this fate long ago. Hook tried to persuade him to join her crew or find other ways to give his life meaning after all of this. Nevertheless, Jason held firm to his commitment. She sighed, knowing the futility of her actions. How can you convince someone to alter a plan that's longer than you've been alive? She wished him all the best.
Jason thanked her and walked towards the Enchanted forest with the Hook Pirates yelled cheers for his success and safety. Jason paused and waved back as he rather enjoyed their company. His figure soon lost in the foliage.
"Alright, you scurvy dogs. Set sail or you'll be sleeping with the fishes" Hook shouted.
Jason paced through the Enchanted Forest, absorbing the scenery. There's light snow covering the ground and trees. A draft came through, causing him to shiver slightly. Flowers are blooming, and birds are chirping despite the cold. Yet Jason still felt that he was in hell. The Wendigo still plagued his mind mocking him for his efforts, and it would love to eat him and Ben. The Wendigo's appearances grew while on his voyage, frequently disappearing and reappearing from the corner of his eye. It's favorite tactic a random chill up Jason's spine causing him to panic.
Jason needs to find quickly Ben as where he goes the Wendigo is close to follow. Jason shivers increased, and it wasn't from the breeze. He will discover Ben or die trying.
Weeks have passed, and still, no success gave that he's in strange lands, but he must hold firm. The winter grew harsher. Various towns are barricaded and have resorted to hunting to ease the strain on their provisions. Jason wasn't as fortunate. He ran out of food days earlier. The edible vegetation has frozen over. Majority of game animals have hibernated, migrated or could only last him a day. He must find a town quickly as he traveled down a stretch of road.
The winter was sapping his strength little by little with each step and breathe he took. The icy air shredded his throat as he continued to walk using his spear as a walking stick. His stomach roared and pleaded for food. Soon Jason's body couldn't take much more. He collapsed.
"Is this the end? Have I failed?" Jason lamented as he began to cry. A lone figure made its way to Jason. "Thanks, the spirits. Help!" The figure grew and held a sinister presence that Jason knew all too well. Jason frantically shaking his head hoping it was a hungry induced hallucination. He tried to escape but found his body wrapped in wooden tendrils. He desperately tried to break free as the Wendigo approached closer to him.
"Hello again" The wendigo taunted as it got to eye level with Jason. "Keep struggling. It'll only work up an appetite. The tendrils grew tighter and cold harsher. Jason found it difficult to breathe and move.
"Please no more. Please," Jason pleaded quietly. He wanted to die and end all this suffering.
"We both that's not going to happen as we're connected. I'm you, and you're me" The wendigo scoffed.
"I'M NOTHING LIKE YOU!" Jason shouted, refusing to believe that he and Wendigo are the same. However, he knew the truth. His sin could only be redeemed by death with Ben's help.
"But I am you," The wendigo retorted. "You were simply delaying. Mhhm. Ever After is more populous than Neverland. There's no shortage of meal that we've never tried before. And what do you know? There's a village not too far here. It'll be an excellent appetizer and a great place to find new friends. Don't you think?"
Jason, all while was shaking his heading muttering "No." The wendigo vanished. Jason body began to alter. Bones snapped, shifted and narrower as they grew in his limbs. The muscles and flesh all but disappeared, leaving his ribs exposed. His hands and feet morphed into claws and hooves. His teeth sharpened as his face mutated into a snout. Antlers emerged from his scalp. His eye sunk. His skin decayed turned into a putrid brown.
The metamorphosis is complete. Jason became the Wendigo. The very being he strived to defeat. He began to move slightly as if to test the body.
"That's better. It's nice to finally move around with you always complaining." Wendigo said. His ears perked up and grinned. "Dinner is on its way." A group of men back from hunting were walking down the same trail as Jason. They're unaware of what's to come.
"What the deal with this snow storm?!"
"I know, right?! It was fine a few seconds ago but now this?"
"Quit your whining. We're almost home."
"Hold up. Wasn't there like six of us?"
The men looked realizing that they're a man short. This was odd since they've just finished hunting and he was there with them.
"The storm's too rough tonight. We'll have to search in the morning. Hopefully, he'll still be alive by then."
The others grew uncomfortable with that knowledge. They didn't enjoy the fact that their friend could be dead, but they have a job to do. They continued walking. What they didn't know is that their friend was the wendigo's next meal.
Wendigo was licking his claws to savor every bit. He let a sigh of satisfaction as he enjoyed his meal. Wendigo contemplated should he attack now or wait as he was still hungry.
"I'll wait so I'll get more out of it and they'll become more desperate" He chuckled.
Days have passed. Hunting parties left, and some never came back. They were getting low on food, and farming was ineffective. The town grew restless as the storms might increase. Search parties formed to find their missing people only to meet the same fate. Others tried to leave for other towns but with no success as they become lost in the storm. Their village has become their prison. Yet the town became hopeful as some of their missing friends and family returned. Battered, freighted, weak and starving but alive.
Wendigo didn't care. This is what he wanted. The townspeople are low on supplies and frantic for any solution. The people that returned is because he allowed it. They attempted to find the missing persons but only to be lured into a trap by mimicking their loved one's voices. It was amusing to see the hunters become the hunted. Why did he allow them to live and return home? Simple. They've become wendigos. Consuming those they held dear in their hearts in the name of survival.
Wendigo's hunger became to rise. Same with the ones he allowed to stay with him. They were eager and impatient. Licking their lips. Salivating at the thought of the buffet that their former home has become to them. Wendigo pointed his claw at the town.
"Consume." He ordered. The wendigos are rushed to eat to their delight.
A young boy was laying rabbit traps out in the forest. He heard a scream and turned. His eyes widened and mouth agape in horror. His village was set ablaze. He rushed to his town as swiftly as he could. He never really cared about his town. All he needed to do was find his family. He didn't know what awaits him in his town.
He searched for anything that can help him defend himself. He settled on a pitchfork. His legs were shaking as he tightly held the pitchfork. He breathed rapidly, preparing himself for whatever trial he must endure. He charged into the fray unprepared what horrors awaited him.
A massacre. That all that could've been said as he entered. All he could do was find his family and run away. Livestock and other townsfolk were being eaten alive helpless to stop the wendigos. Some tried to fight the wendigos to buy time for others to escape. It was all for naught. The wendigos were unaffected by their futile attacks. The ones they tried to protect were already lost. Their minds were ravaged by the calls of gluttony. A man and woman tried to help their neighbor only for their necks to ripped out. The pair was swarmed and devoured like a deer being eaten by a pack of wolves. Their neighbors mutated into the very monsters destroying their village
The young boy ignored what was going on. Friends feasting on friends. Family dining on family. He just prioritized on himself and his family. He fought his way through hordes of wendigo while making way to his family's farm. He was bruised, battered and bloodied, but he made it. Only to find his home to ransacked by the boss Wendigo. It towered over his house as well as being bigger, stronger, and more terrifying.
The boy sprinted to save his family. Wendigo didn't pass him a glance focused on his meal summoning jagged wall of ice to stop the boy. The boy climbed the wall only to hear his family scream. The boy jumped down, charging with his pitchfork, ready to pierce the beast. He tripped realized a root sprouted up tightly wrapped itself around his ankle. He tried to stab the root lose. He heard a sickening crack and saw his father in the monsters claw with his lower half remaining.
Everything went in slow motion for the young boy. Wendigo devoured the other half of the boy's father. Next was his mother, the older brother, and finally, his younger sister. He saw all of them eaten one by one unable to do anything. Adrenaline rushed throughout his body, allowing him to break free and ignore the pain. Anger fueled his actions. Attack and instinct were the only things on this mind. Wendigo swatted him away with its claws as if he was a pesky insect. The blow sent the boy flying and landed with a heavy thud. The thought on his mind before him slipped unconscious was
'Sorry'
The boy woke up with a migraine and a scar over his left eye. He went to the ruins of his home to find something. Anything. Only to find the corpse of the monsters he's slain. There was nothing for him now. He left with nothing but a scar and a desire for vengeance for the beast that took everything away from him.
Five years later
"Hey, guys you heard about that new hero that literally popped out of nowhere?"
"Oh, you mean that Ben Tennyson dude?"
"Yeah didn't Principal Grimm tried to kill him or something?"
"That would sound like Grimm. He'll destroy anything that 'doesn't follow the story'"
"Apparently Grimm thought he was an Incubi as Ben manage charm to few various royals and rebels like Raven Queen and Apple White."
"Lucky bastard. But how did Ben manage to sneak past Grimm of all people for so long."
"The news says that he has a device on his wrist that allowed him to shapeshift in different creatures. I guess he just made multiple identities."
"Plus have you heard the things he's done. He beat Daring Charming multiple times, helped removed the curse from Wonderland and saved it later and destroyed that steam golem."
"He had help and appreciated and acknowledged it. He didn't take all the credit like the Charmings. What Ben did in the past few weeks or months is more than what some families did in generations. From what I heard he's great to be around with. A little arrogant but he treats everyone around with respect and dignity. No matter who they are or what their story is. Ben is the hero that Ever After needed for a long time."
"To think he's just a regular guy. Not an ancient hero reincarnated or from a long line of heroes or nobility. Ben is just a normal guy well as normal you can get. If he can be a hero, so can we."
"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt," Jason said, overhearing their conversation. "Do you know where Ben can be found?"
"He can be found in Book End, which should be a few days or so worth of travel from here. Why?"
"I need his help, and he's the only one that can truly help me," Jason replied.
"Here's Book End on the map and best of luck to you. Um didn't catch your name."
"My name is Jason and thank you," He said as he went on his way.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! FINALLY!" Jason thought to himself. Finally. Finally. For over fifty years he has searched and suffered. It'll be over soon. Ben Tennyson will end this curse.
"ACHOO!" Ben sneezed violently. "Aw man what was that all about?"
"Don't look at me, Ben. My pollen is non-allergenic," Venus Flytrap said.
"It's probably nothing. Let's get something to eat," Ben replied.
"Always thinking about your stomach, huh?" Venus teased as she wrapped her arms around his.
Welp here it is. I'm finally done. I think I did a pretty good job for my first fanfiction. Again thank you all for reading it. Leave a review if you like. Also, check out Once Upon a Tennyson by Creaturemaster. That story will help make everything clear. Now for other stories. Mhmm Loud house looking kind of good right now.