It had been about two weeks now since I had encountered the avengers. In the meantime I hadn't changed myself back into a wolf, so I had hoped that by now most people would have forgotten about the white wolf that had saved one of the avengers. However, this was not the case, no, because that would have been too easy. The avengers had been talking a lot about me in public and had kept encouraging people to call them if they had caught sight of, well,me. And of course, the people, being the humans that they are who are curious and will do anything to get some personal time with any of the avengers, had become so hyped about me that they were starting to call the mysterious wolf: The avenger wolf.
There had even been big search parties all over town to search for the mysterious wolf. Also, a lot of people had been coming to the avenger's tower with, basically anything that is white. In the beginning they turned up with dogs, yeah dogs I know I am a wolf, but the dogs at least looked a bit like a wolf. But as time progressed and they still hadn't found me, people started to bring everything to the tower, even really small dogs like Chihuahuas and there had even been one or two bunnies. I, however, kind of laughed at the people for going crazy and searching for the wolf, while actually I was right in front of their noses sometimes, they just didn't know it.
One day I was in for a bit of fun, so I had joined one of the search parties to look for uhm, me. There had been this woman, apparently the organizer, who had come to me and told me all the details that she knew about me, about the wolf part at least. I really had to refrain from laughing then, but I had failed miserably and the smile on my face had gotten bigger and bigger while she kept on rattling off a list of details of me, of which some details were actually pretty accurate. She was rattling her list and glared at my laughing and then of course she became angry: "This is no laughing matter, this wolf is important to the avengers and it is our job to find it, now I know this is your first time, but this is my sixth search party already and I really want to catch a glimpse of that wolf and I DO NOT want to miss seeing that wolf because some little girl thinks that this is all a joke." To which I had answered, the smile still present on my face: "I am sure that you will see the wolf, don't worry about that." I decided to take it a step further: "You know miss, deep down I really, really believe that if you wish hard enough the wolf might even end up standing right in front of you, but with that attitude of yours I'm pretty sure you wouldn't even notice it." She gave me a glare and then stalked away angrily to instruct some others. As soon as she had turned around I had burst out laughing.
A small smile tugged on my lips even now as I thought about it. Anyway, it was night-time now, but I had slept in late, so I wasn't exactly tired. Therefore, I decided to take a long walk.
While I was walking I admired the beautiful stars. Ever since I was little I had loved looking at the stars. Whenever I couldn't sleep or had a nightmare I would climb on the roof. One time I had gone to my parents, but they had yelled at me for waking them up and had gone back to sleep. The stars always made me feel normal. It was one of those things that even though the whole world changed, you knew that you could always look up at night and see that at least one thing had stayed the same.
I began to smell smoke after a while. Curious as usual I started to follow the smokey scent. Then I heard screaming and I broke off into a run. I stopped at a large flat, which was on fire. There was a whole crowd gathered around the building, some crying, some yelling, all looking with disbelief and horror in their eyes.
I particularly noticed one woman, she was screaming, kicking and crying, but that was not why I noticed her. She was leaning against a fireman and it looked like she was begging him for something. I frowned at that and I walked up to her, trying to calm her down a bit. She immediately grabbed hold of me to which I froze, but I relaxed quickly, hugging her and she continued to sob in my arms.
Then she started to speak, it was very soft, because her voice was hoarse from crying, but I still heard her perfectly because of my enhanced hearing. She told me her little four-year-old son was still in the building. I didn't waste a moment and instantly started walking towards the fireman again. I slowly handed her back to the fireman and then without second thoughts, I took off in a short sprint into the building, while the fireman (and some other people) were shouting at me in the background.
When I had made it inside, I tried to find him by listening. It was very hard because of all the noise, but I faintly heard human sounds coming from upstairs. I ran up the stairs and at every floor I stopped and listened again, I ended up on the third floor and followed the sound to one of the last rooms on the floor. There he was, lying on the ground, crying, and barely staying conscious. I walked up to him and at that moment the ceiling began to collapse, I grabbed the boy and protected him as well as I could with my body. When most of the ceiling had come down, which had thankfully not been on fire, I looked up again.
The door through which I had come was mostly blocked, but there was a small hole. I told the boy to be strong for his mother and he thought about it for a second, then nodded with a determined look on his face. I pushed the boy through the hole of the door and then dragged myself through it as well, earning myself some scrapes and a large gash on my left arm where there had been a big splinter poking out. I grabbed the kid and made my way back down the stairs. Apparently, the ceiling had collapsed here as well and was still collapsing. I had to get out fast, but because the ceiling had come down partly, I wouldn't be able to be fast enough standing up.
Not even caring about anyone seeing the wolf, I told the boy that I was gonna change into a doggy and that he had to hold on to me as tightly as he could. Without really waiting for an answer I had turned into a wolf. I lay down on the floor and after a lick on his hand and a short moment of hesitation the boy sat on my back and grabbed my fur rather tightly. It was getting really difficult to breathe, even for me, so I made a sprint for the door and then finally we were out.
Straight away, I ran to the crying woman and nudged her gently. She looked up at me and was about to scream when she saw her little boy on my back. She grabbed him hugged him tight and cried all the while the boy kept repeating: "mommy!". Behind me I heard the building collapsing. When I turned to walk away, the woman walked over to me and simply hugged me, almost a bit too tight. I let her and then with a nod of my head I ran away into a quiet ally.
I had been so busy with the little boy that I hadn't even noticed that the avengers had arrived; much less did I know that one of them was in the same ally as I was. I noticed a sound behind me and turned, ready to attack. I saw that it was Iron Man, but before I could say or do anything, he shot a little dart at me and then my world turned black.
Hello to all the lovely people who are willing to read this. First of all thank you for reading this, this is my first story, so it really means a lot to me if you are reading this, and better yet, if you are liking this.
Secondly, I have updated twice a week now, but the next chapter is probably gonna take a bit longer, because I'm still working on it, I hope I'll update it in a little less than a week, though.
Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter too, and have a lovely morning, evening and day!
