The next morning, bright and early, Fenoglio came to their tent looking pale like last night. He grabbed a chair and watched Meggie and Farid struggle out of bed.
"You guys sleep well I hope?" Fenoglio asked.
"Yeah of course. You?" Farid asked rubbing his eyes.
"Not a single blink." He said smiling.
"And why not?" Asked Meggie.
Fenoglio rubbed his forehead and then his eyes.
"Do you know why I asked you yesterday, what you wished for?" He asked looking down at her." He said looking at Meggie's messed up hair.
Meggie shook her head lightly and looked Farid who was putting his shirt back on.
"You two know by now that this world is different then ours right. Wishes made by blowing out candles coming true is one and a million. But this world is much different including wishing from candles and cutting the cake.
When you made a wish, that wish must have come true. That's why I need to know what it is, or we could be in danger. Now, what did you wish for." Fenoglio explained thoroughly.
It took a while for Meggie to take in such information, but she finally got through to answering.
"Well, I wished for…"
Mo came rushing through the tent looking worried.
"A herd of wolves just came out of the Waylass Wood, there attacking our campsite!" Mo explained sweating.
Farid and Meggie jumped right out of bed, and ran out of the tent. Fenoglio ran out also. They all saw wolves jumping on tents ripping out the strings attaching the tents. Farid grabbed a match from a blue case, and swiped it swiftly on his check.
A wick of fire blew up from the tip. He threw the fire at the wolves and soon enough a whole circle barricaded the herd. They growled fiercely at him closing in on him. He waved his hands back and forth and wind started to blow the fire in towards the wolves.
The wolves jumped and leaped away from the flames. One wolf got caught by the burning flames, and his whole body started flaming up. He attempted one last leap towards Farid, but he ducked and the wolf went flying into a tent, sending a large smoke signal in the air.
"Fenoglio! Run to my tent now, and stay with Resa!" Mo instructed them.
"Make sure she's safe!" He yelled as Fenoglio ran to the tent.
"Get in the tent! He yelled at Resa.
And with that being said, the two locked up the tent and stayed there until it was safe.
"Meggie, I want you to go back into our tent!" Yelled Farid.
"I'm staying here with you!" She yelled back.
"NO! I don't want you getting hurt!" He now screamed.
Meggie had never seen Farid so angry with her, or to anybody before. She saw fire burning in his eyes, and she left to go back to the tent. Mo now had a huge pipe in his hands, waiting to fight.
"Come on you filthy creatures!" Yelled Farid.
One of the wolves dodged a flame, and leaped on Farid straight on. Farid let out a huge cry of pain. But Mo came running towards him, swinging his pipe fiercely. The wolf wet flying backwards into a tent.
"Thanks Mo." Thanked Farid.
"No problem, just doing what I need to." He explained.
The wolves were now coming towards the two at full speed, and one bit Mo right in the arm, as another ripped threw his stomach, and another bit his left leg. Something rustled in the wood. And suddenly, the Black Prince shot out of the wood, sword in hand, ready to slash.
He threw his sword down on one of the wolf heads, and quickly drew back. He gashed his sword into the one laying on top of Mo. The other scurried off.
"Who are you? How did you know we were in trouble?" Asked Farid.
"I'm the Black Prince, silly. The smoke signal over there didn't really look pleasant, so we had to come and check it out. Take Mo to safety, I'll take care of the rest."
Farid tried very hard to lift Mo up, and eventually he did get him on his back. He ran over to the tent. Fenoglio ran out and started to hit Farid over the head with a paper weight.
"Get out of here you stupid…"
"It's me you dope, Farid!" He screamed.
Fenoglio looked at him in surprise.
"Oh my God! I thought you were a wolf that was about to attack!" He said.
"I don't know about a wolf, but I will attack if you ever do that again." Farid smirked.
Fenoglio did the same, and took Mo in to a terrified Resa.
"What happened?" She yelled, crying.
"Wolves got him." He explained.
"And Meggie?" She asked looking more terrified.
"Oh shit!" He yelled and ran out of the tent.
A wolf jumped at him, but he ducked. Another came running towards him, but he quickly lit a match and blew towards the wolf, that soon was covered in flames. He finally reached the tent, and Meggie started hitting him with a pipe.
"MEGGIE It's Me!" He yelled.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I thought you were a…"
" Yeah, yeah, you thought I was a wolf."
"How did you know?" She asked.
"Maybe because Fenoglio already slammed me with a paper weight, for the same reason why you did." He explained rubbing his second bruise.
Meggie gave a little chuckle and closed the tent.
"Where's my dad?" She asked.
"He got bitten, badly. And I took him to Resa." He explained seeing tears in Meggie's eyes.
Meggie put her hands over her mouth and started to sob.
"Now listen, I'm going to bring you to the tent your parents are in. I've just got to finish off these wolves." He explained.
"Wait Farid. Be careful." Said Meggie
Farid and Meggie kissed gently, and Farid left the tent.
Farid looked around but didn't see the Black Prince anywhere in sight. He just saw a wolf biting on some meat the camp had, and he shot towards him. The wolf turned towards Farid and growled. Saliva dripping down from the wolf's mouth, he had blood on his gray coat of fur.
"Now who was that from?" But Farid instantly remembered that he was the wolf that slashed threw Mo's chest.
"Ah. You're the one with the big appetite." He said chuckling.
The wolf growled, running towards the boy, both blood and drool dripping down from his mouth. He ran faster than the wind, and made one big leap onto his prey.
But Farid was quicker, he clicked his fingers, and blew fire towards the beast, but the wolf just kept running and running, on fire, like a demon. The fiery hellhound now bit Farid's leg, and jumped back, leaving his prey to scream in pain.
Farid looked at his wound, it was deep into his leg, and it was burning with fire. He quickly put out the fire on his leg, still wounded got up to face his opponent.
"So it's the fire game you want to play?" He asked, smirking at the wolf.
The wolf was taking a few steps back, still looking deep into Farid's eyes. Farid grabbed a huge bunch of matches, and lit all of them, bit before he could light the last one, the wolf took one big leap onto Farid and bit his chest. Farid lay on the ground motionless. The wolf went for one last leap, as Meggie came out of the tent screaming.
"FARID! NOOO!" She yelled.
A huge ball of fire flew straight at the wolf, hitting him straight on. The wolf lay on the ground dead. As a body, with a black cloak, wavy hair that blew in the wind, stood over the wolf looking down at him, then looked up at Meggie. The fire-eater was back. Dustfinger, had risen from the dead.