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Here's Chapter 2. Joy'
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"You were supposed to be watching him." Voices whispered.
"It wasn't my fault. He wouldn't listen to me." The familiar voice of Kross chimed.
"How hard could it be to watch a young demon?"
"Please don't tell Biyato, Dima."
And there was silence. Hreru's eyes slowly adjusted to the soft candlelight of the room, the two figures hovering over him took a faded shape.
"Shh. He's waking up."
He saw an older demon smiling at him, Dima. Her long brown hair thick and shaggy with a streak of grey down the part. Kross was frowning nervously beside her. The old demon pushed Hreru down onto the bed of straw not giving him a chance to get up.
"You have got to rest, Hreru." Dima's maroon faded eyes still had a glimmer of life in them.
"Your father is very upset with you."
"So." Hreru said, pushing up from the bed with a sour attitude.
"You're father. You should go talk to him."
"I don't want to talk to that old fool." He began to carefully put his cloak on over his black vest and pants. "He's gonna die soon anyways." Hreru smirked at her. He waved briefly to Kross and the demon followed him out the door without a word.
Hreru did need to talk to his father. His big father. His nasty father. A gigantic Demonic Wolf with black fur knotted so tight it made your skin crawl just looking at him. Hreru headed to his father's cave, a short distance away from Dima's. Dima, was the healer.
"Hreru, are you sure we should be doing this?" Kross whispered. "You're father's bound to kill you."
"He's not going to kill me. I'm the only son he has that's even worth a damn."
The moon glowed heavenly above the dens, casting light outside for those who could not see. Hreru and Kross passed man other dens before reaching the largest. At the door stood two guards, helmets on thier heads and human bones dangling from their necks. They both were armed with spears.
"Hault! Who is this?" The first guard asked.
"Hreru Yakuri. Now let me pass, you half breeds." Hreru roared, anger strumming at his nerves.
"But, Hreru Sir! Your father's-"
"LET HIM IN." A voice as loud as thunder escaped from the cave. The guards let Hreru enter, but Kross was held back. Hreru walked inside, the stench of rotting carcasses stung his nose. Drips far off into the darkness echoed creating frightening sounds like that of light footsteps. "WHAT HAVE YOU FOR ME?" Said Ephrine, Hreru's father. The leader.
"I want out." Hreru replied with no hesitation whatsoever.
"I CANNOT LET YOU DO THAT."
"Why? Because you need me? I don't want to stay, father. I want to go my own way."
"IF YOU LEAVE THEN YOU ARE DEAD TO US." Laughing shook the walls. Hreru could hear his own heartbeat in the silence of the cave, beating faster with every breath. He hated going to see his father because you could never really tell where he was. He could be aiming to tear you limb from limb or be standing behind you breathing down your neck.
"I know." A smirk appeared from Hreru. A smirk he hoped his father wouldn't notice.
In front of him, he hoped, was his father. Cold tired eyes showed signs of an upcoming death. Hreru's father wanted him to take over the Wolf Clan when he died. It was his plan all the while Hreru grew hateful and lustful for blood. His father's paws cracked the ground as he moved. Hopefully not moving towards Hreru.
"I RAISED YOU. AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET?" Ephrine's saliva spilled from his mouth and to the floor. Hreru knew that's what it was. He could imagine the horrible disfigured form in it's own ugly shape. Misshapen with old age, wrinkles like shards of glass that had been thrown to make the deformed worse.
"You-" Interrupted by the paw of Ephrine, Hreru smashed into the wall feeling warm liquid rush from his chest. Shimmering pools of red reflected the moon outside and the shreaks of many bats erupted in chorus.
"YOU'LL HAVE THIS WOUND FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. JUST REMEMBER WHO GAVE IT TO YOU."
Hreru knew his father was grinning. He liked hurting him, almost as much as he liked eating. Eating so god damn much it made his stomach drag on the floor sounding as if he had five feet instead of four. Probably did. This is why Hreru hated his father so much. Ephrine the Leader was nothing but a sack of dirt filled with worms, ready to be split open and buried.
"I'll remember." Hreru staggered to his feet, blood trickling down his leg. "I'll remember and I'll pay you back...daddy." Hreru sneered and headed to the door where Kross came to him.
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Enchained: Oh I liked this one! Reviews please!