Chapter 7
Sarah grabbed shirt fulls of my jacket and began to cry into it, i held her tightly in my chest and rocked steadly back and forth. The air suddenly got really, really cold around us and black clouds filled the air causing panic. " go get to chatsworth's roundhouse!" Yelled shegra pushing us to our feet. " go on get!" She growled. I grabbed sarah saddle style and began to race to the roundhouses once we got there, i set her down once we got inside. " shes here" whispered sarah. I held onto her tightly inside as we waited for her dad to show up. " brewster i love you no matter what i'm glad i got to meet you." She whispered. I growled and let go of her. " no,no, i told you that i will not let that happen to you. I wont i promised your father that you would survive." I snarled. I felt her hand go up my back and begin to make small circles. " please brewster let go of me." She pleaded.
shegra flashed out her wolve's fang and waited for kiri to show herself, kiri lashed out after a few moments of silence. "by the name of paradise you will die!" snarled shegra as she dashed forward. kiri smirked and flicked her aside like she was nothing. "oh wow like some sword made from a wolve's fang is gonna stop me." murmured kiri as she took shegra's sword and broke it. "let me tell you something, only the first blades of light can stop me, not anything else." said kiri as she lifted shegra by the scuff. shegra raked her claws across kiri's muzzle only to tic kiri off. "oh you want to play that game huh?" asked kiri. she lifted shegra up, spreaded her arms, and stuck stakes into shegra's hands. "now you stay here and i'll find the little twerp and his girlfriend too." laughed kiri as she disappeared into a cloud of black smoke.
"brewster shegra was defeated and shes on her way here." whispered sarah. a mist of a familiar enitee surronded us giving us promise. "we need a plan." muttered chatsworth. i looked down at my hands a found weird markings on them. in this land there are chuggers and there are men, before there were wolves or agents of heaven that opened paradise. for i read you the words of the book of red moon where heaven can here my voice and embrace it. i have not forgotten when the land was in a time of great need, where the land, the sea, and the skies bended and groaned for a hero to arise. the hero baring the marks are the key to our future when the world ends by the cold hearted known as the dark rose he who bares it will have the power to protect the angel of paradise. the voice echoed for a bit then vanished into thin air.
to be continued...
