Chapter 11: Hellfire
Woo-hoo sick day from school plenty of time to type :D. Hope you guys are enjoying the story so far, I really didn't expect to get this far. Well anyway hope you enjoy this chapter.
"Run!" Midnight ordered. Kate and Humphrey nodded and helped Lilly to safety. Midnight looked to his right and saw hundreds of wolves rushing through the forest laughing and shouting with bloodlust. There were way too many for them, even with the combined packs. He growled and rushed towards the front of he incoming enemy.
Their line was hundreds of feet wide, they were going to attack in one massive wave and hope for the best. Midnight cold see wolves from both packs retreating at the massive formation, but he wasn't about to lose this deal. He stood his ground and watched as the attackers grew closer. He could feel something churning in his stomach, a sense of extreme heat overtook him, and he howled in the loudest voice ever heard.
The howl was so powerful trees were sent flying like sticks and wolves were rag dolls. The outgoing howl brought with it a deep red fire, expanding faster than the wolves could escape. He watched in shock as wolves hundreds of feet away fell to the ground their ears and noses bleeding profusely. What enemies hadn't fallen stopped on the edge of the forest, staring in shock and awe at what they had just witnessed. One wolf had brought an entire arm to a stop, by howling.
He gave a wicked grin watching as some of them even turned and ran off, but one wolf was either dumb enough or stubborn enough to walk past the tree line. The wolves pure silver fur glistened in the sun as he shot a heart piercing grin. His eyes were as red as blood and shard as an eagles talons, and easily just as dangerous. Midnight stared down his opponent as he casually walked toward him showing no sign of fear and growled at him deeply.
"Are you seriously dumb enough to attack me," he asked in anger. The wolfs eyes sharpened and Midnight felt a sharp pain streak across his face just before he started bleeding. This wolf had cut him just by looking at him, only causing Midnights power to increase.
"My dear child I am no fool, you are the fool for letting me get this close," his voice was as cold as ice and gave Midnight a haunting chill.
"Who are you," Midnight demanded.
"My name is Razor, and I am here to capture you," he laughed before jumping at Midnight who leapt left and dodged the attack. He grinned at his speed and agility but felt his side start to grow warm with his own blood. He thought back to the attack paralyzed, he hadn't even lashed at him, he had only grazed him with his fur.
"What's the matter Midnight you seem shocked," Razor laughed.
"H-how did you,"
"My name is Razor for a reason, my fur is as sharp as volcanic glass," he said coldly. Midnight snarled at him and lowed himself ready to pounce. He could feel the power of his inner phoenix rise as his wounds healed themselves. Razor looked at him unimpressed.
"You know Midnight, my clan has hunted phoenix's for centuries, in fact it was my father who brought down your past form. It is my destiny to kill you, but Ricoh wants to watch you die," he grinned showing his pearl white fangs. Midnight was froze in fear and rage. Razor's father had killed him before and if he wasn't careful this battle might end the same way.
"I wont let this battle be the same way, you wont be walking away from this alive," Midnight growled.
"Oh but it was so glorious to watch you die, he slit your throat so magnificently, you burned into a pile of ashes, absolutely marvelous," he laughed recalling the day his father had shown him the ways of the phoenix hunter. Before Midnight could react Razor pounced on him, tearing his side open with his razor sharp fur. Midnight winced in pain, and decided to crank up the heat.
Razor felt the fire creep up his side burning him and he jumped away. He watched Midnights side stitch itself back together and frowned. Midnight wasn't going to be easy to bring down, but he came prepared for a fight. His fur stood up, extending his lethal range, and he pounced at Midnight. Midnight dashed under him and kicked the ground sending him up into Razors stomach. Razor winced but managed to regain focus and counter Midnights attack.
Midnight felt Razors fur stab into his face as he brought down his paw and lashed him across the face. Midnight stopped his attack and fell to the ground in pain. His vision was blurry but he watched Razor land safely and walked over to him laughing. Midnight tried to stand up but Razor stabbed his claws right into his thigh causing him to shout in agony.
Razor laughed kicking him around, hurting him just as fast as his wounds could heal. Razor lashed, cut, and bit Midnight until he finally couldn't take anymore pain and passed out. Razor laughed at the unconscious wolf in front of him and picked him up, walking off in the direction he had came.
"You will make a fine prize for Ricoh," he said proudly walking past the fallen trees and limp dead wolves. Meanwhile at the top of the den where the others had stood Lilly cried in agony watching her beloved Midnight be carried away. Pykros growled deeply as there was nothing they could do to help.
"You will pay Val Kyrie," he vowed.
Midnight could feel his blood boiling with anger but the pain was too much to overcome. Razor was more powerful than he could have ever imagined, making him wonder if Razor was even mortal. Midnight could feel the razor sharp strands of fur stabbing into him as he was carried off and tried to wake up but couldn't find the strength.
Midnight's thought about what would happen when Razor brought him to Ricoh. Would Ricoh kill him in his unconscious state, or wake him up and face him in a fair fight. Ricoh was too much of a coward to fight him head on, or so he thought anyway, so he struggled to wake up. He thought back to Lilly and his unborn children, he thought about them growing up without a father and grew even angrier.
He could feel every blood vessel in his body burn with rage and he tried to force himself awake, but whenever he was close to snapping awake Razor would cut him open with his claws. It was a one sided fight, and Midnight was losing. He wanted to just give up and accept the inevitable, but he heard a small voice whispering into his ear, a soothing and calm voice that was encouraging him.
"Rise child of fire, son of eternal life, bearer of phoenix," it spoke calmly and quietly, like it was nurturing him back to health. A wild fiery figure began to appear in his mind and smiled at him. It was a wolf made of the very fire that burned in his soul, it was his inner phoenix.
"Midnight, you must rise now and fight back," it commanded.
"W-who are you," he asked shakily.
"I am you Midnight, I am your inner soul, your life force, I am phoenix," the wolf burned into a fireball and emerged a beautiful flaming bird. This was it, this was who Midnight was on the inside.
"Use the fire Midnight, ignite your inner ambition and awaken, defeat you enemies," it commanded. Midnight didn't understand but he tried anyway. He imagined himself on fire, he picture the fire of his howl, every single image of fire he could remember he mustered up until finally, he woke up right as Ricoh lunged for him.
Hey guys I realize this is a pretty short chapter but I'm not feeling so good right now, so I did my best. I may come back later and change it after I feel better. Anyway hope you enjoyed it, until next time pd007 out.