"I'm not afraid of the Dark, I'm afraid of what's within It"

Chapter III: The Hunted

King paced around his den in circles, waiting for his wolves to arrive from scouting. It's already morning, and the sun crept up but the wolves still haven't returned. He growled and became impatient, waiting for an answer.

"God dammit where the hell are those wolves, I told them come back by Dawn.." king complained. Kane walked inside, and sat down.

"What if the Western Wolves have them?" Kane asked him. King scoffed.

"The westerns don't take hostages, that's what I know about Winston. He's not like that. Something else must've happened, but for sure the Western Pack has nothing to do with it. I should've sent more wolves out."

"That's bullshit, one was enough and you've already sent three of our wolves and they're missing becuase of you!" Kane barked at him. King stood him up face to face, ready for another heated argument.

"Sit down Kane! That's an order! I'm sick of your stupid excuses and all that other bullshit!" King shouted at him. Kane simple laughed at him.

"You know what our problem is around here? It's you. You are the problem King. We've been sitting in this shit for the longest time, and our great high-and-all King is shitting in his throne not giving a single Fuck! We can work together to get to the United pack, and you can have your vengeance u see one condition..."

"What is that?" King asked.

"I'm in charge, and I take the orders."

"Fuck that! You don't know shit about being a leader.."

"And you do? What have we accomplished so far? All we did is take down Butch, you know why? Because I'm the one who took him down in the first place, not you.." Kane said soflty to him. King sat for a moment, thinking about his decision.

"Fine. I'll give you one shot at this! And you better not fuck things up because if you do, I'm going to-"

"Relax. I already have a plan. Trust me King, this isn't going to fail.." Kane smirked.

Nightfall began, and Butch took the time to rest and he laid by a tree, hissing at his wounds. His bleeding had never stopped since he and his family was attacked. He looked down to the side and saw blood oozing down his wet stomach. He covered the bleeding with his paw and laid by the big tree trying to sleep. But he couldn't. Screams and crying noises filled his head, he heard his sons voice inside his mind.

"Why did you leave us Dad? It's just me and mommy now.."

"B-Ben... I'm sorry.. I never wanted to leave you and mommy." Butch said to himself, replying his own thoughts.

"Because of you Dad, we're gone. And you weren't there for us..."

"N-no..no Ben! I-I tried to be there for you! Please forgive me.. I tried my best son.." Butch cried out.

"I know you did. And it didn't work.." The voice disappeared.

"B-Ben? Ben! Come back...come back!" Butch cried out louder.

"It didn't work dad..."

Butch cried himself to sleep, and sat through the painful night sitting by himself in the dark. No noises were heard, just a large black wolf sobbing by a tree loosing a little blood.

Butch woke up in the instant as he heard footsteps approaching near him. He gave his mind time to think it was Ben, but surely it wasn't. He looked to his side and saw a couple more Rogues, he could even smell them from afar. Butch snarled lightly, and he wanted to kill them more than anything. He sneaked around the bushes, and approached closer to them. He stopped till he was close enough and was hearing their conversation.

"Any sight of them yet?"

"Keep your voice down! If the Western wolves find what we're up to they'll tear us apart!" A wolf barked back.

"Okay, I'm just saying it's odd for the Western wolves to take wolves hostages.."

"Just keep your head low and keep searching..."

Butch noticed there were a little more than last time, but this time he didn't want to kill them instantly. Butch slowly wanted to find out what kind of deal the Rogues are into now.

"Oh where the Hell are these wolves? They can't be missing.." The wolf groaned, but when he turned around he saw a dark figure creep out from the shadows.

"Stand down! Identify yourself!" The wolf barked at Butch. But he just stood big and calm, unintimidated by the wolves in front of him.

"Hold on a second. Is that..."

"Butch? Indeed it is." Butch answered back abruptly, and with a raspy voice. They all looked puzzled, and Butch noticed and he smirked slightly.

"B-but how? You're supposed to be dead." The wolf said, doubting that the wolf in front of him was in fact Butch.

"You should've checked on my pulse so see if I was dead. But no, and because you didn't I will make sure yours won't be beating anymore..." Butch barked.

"Butch. Take it easy big boy.."

"Fuck off. Don't you dare tell me to take it easy, After what you've done to my family.." Butch snarled.

"There's five of us, and one of you. Don't make us do it, Butch. Not again." The wolf said as they circled around Butch.

"I don't much care at this point if I die. I got nothing else to lose, that makes me the dangerous one." Butch smirked, getting in his defensive stance, retracting his claws.

The first wolf charged at Butch, pouncing in the air ready to take him down. Butch quickly countered by grabbing hold of his neck with his jaws, slamming him to the ground and crushing his neck until he heard the satisfying snap of it. He tossed the corpse on the ground, as the others gulped in fear. Two other wolves came in from his wing, Butch quickly countered and bit one in the ear tearing it off completely. He screamed in agony, then Butch slashed his throat, blood all over his face. The other wolf held onto Butch's neck with his teeth, but was quickly put to the ground by Butch who stomped on his jaw with his feet. The wolf's broken jaw hang open widely, his screaming was distorted and Butch put him to his death in a matter of seconds. Another wolf got three good hits and scratches on Butch, sending him to the ground. Butch got up, put his paw on his mouth and saw blood pouring. His.

"Come on!" Butch barked at the wolf, he pinned down the wolf and broke his arm. The wolf screamed in pain and howled deeply, Butch lowered his claws to his tongue, and pulled it out completely. The wolf's mouth was gurgling with blood, as Butch tore the whole tongue along with his intestine straight from the mouth. Butch spit on the wolf, and continued looking for the last and only wolf left.

After a couple minutes Butch picked up his scent and followed the trail to the wolf. He snuck up on him, as silent as he possibly can. Surprisingly to his big size, Butch's stealth ability was beyond what a normal wolf can achieve, and his extra dark coat gives him a bonus. The frightened wolf hid behind a log, hoping Butch wouldn't find him. Unlucky for him, Butch grabbed him by the scruff and dragged him out of there. Butch threw the wolf into a tree, and held his neck up to him with his massive paw.

"They're going to Kill you Butch, hehe you're not getting away this time" The wolf cackled to himself Butch took no chances and strikes him in the throat with his paw. The wolf gagged and coughed in pain, trying to breathe properly.

"Answer my question, why did King send you?"

"Go fuck yourself.." The wolf chuckled to himself, spitting blood on him.

"Wrong answer." Butch dug one of his claws deep inside the wolf's shoulder, ripping through the flesh and getting inside the collarbone. He found the bone and scratched his claws deep in it getting a strong grip on it. The wolf screamed in agony, as Butch slowly started to pull his collarbone apart.

"Look at me. Answer my question. Or I'll rip your collarbone in half.." Butch said, surely he didn't have time for games.

"O-okay okay okay...him and Kane are planning to raid the Western Pack...a-and he sent us to spy on them. But..the wolves didn't return so we came looking for them..."

"What does King have on the Western Pack?" Butch asked him, knowing his brother Hutch belongs in that pack. Even though the two haven't spoken or seen each other in ages, they're still brothers and Butch doesn't want anything bad to happen to him.

"H-he wants Revenge..." The wolf uttered.

"Why?"

"I-I don't know..."

"Wrong answer." Butch was ready to pull apart the bone.

"NO NO Please listen I don't know! I swear! I swear on my life!" The wolf pleaded desperately.

"Your life doesn't mean anything to me.." Butch snarled, pulling the bone apart very slowly. The wolf screamed louder than ever as he was being tortured.

"PLEASE, PLEASE STOP! I-If I knew I would tell you! I swear I would tell you if I knew! I don't know what King really wants, but please don't kill the messenger, Please!" The wolf said to Butch. Butch gave in so he threw the wolf on the ground, and held onto his neck.

"Here's what I need you to do. You're gonna go back to Banff, and tell King or Kane or whoever the Hell else is in charge there that Butch is coming to kill them all. Every single one of them. Tell them to stay away from the Western Pack, I'm going to deal with them myself, You got that clear?" Butch asked, as the wolf nodded submissively.

"Now if you try to run, or hide away, or do something very stupid like lying to your authorities, I will know. And when I find out, I'm gonna finish what I started to your collarbone only this time it won't end in the same place. Do you understand?" Butch asked again, the wolf nodded again.

"Now go. Before I change my mind.." The wolf didn't need to be told twice so he ran away quickly, bleeding out along the way. Now Butch has to find his way to the Western Pack, to his brother.

Meanwhile in Banff...

"Eight wolves. Eight fucking wolves are now missing, can you believe that shit?" King spits in Anger.

"And you wanted to send more wolves? "Kane walks into His tantrum. King scoffed at him, and flared evilly before sitting on his haunches.

"I was sending more to find the others, now look what happened! These wolves can't survive for shit, let alone eight of our best ones.."

"They're not to blame, you peice of Shit! This was your fault, you fucking pathetic old hag! None of this wouldn't of happened if you didn't send out the others!" Kane barked at his leader. King stood up facing him head to head, Kane stood slightly taller than the older wolf.

"I was trying to get them back in one piece, turns out spying on the Westerns isn't getting us no where." King spoke.

"Yea no shit-"

"YOU know what!? I've had it enough with you! You wanna challenge me? Is that what you want?!" King had enough of Kane's snarky attitude, and stood facing him in his stance. Both wolves were ready to attack when...

"Sir! You need to see this, one of our wolves had returned!" A wolf spoke out the den. Both wolves had their ears perked and ran out the den, they looked and saw a crippled wolf limping up to them falling by their feet.

"What happened?" King spoke to the wolf, he has never spoken in such a rather fear and petite voice.

"T-they're gone...All of them." The wolf uttered. His collarbone was pulled out, exposing the bone and blood was all over the floor. Surely he was bound to die any minute now. The other wolves looked rather squeamish and disgusted at the sight. Kings eyes layed back, and stared into the blank, rather confused and unsure. In the other hand Kane was furious, and wanted revenge for the death of their clan mates.

"I told you. I'm gonna go out there and kill the Western Pack myself! They have the guts to come out and pull this Shit! I can't let that slide, The Western Pack is going to pay!" Kane roared in anger going into the den.

"It wasn't them.." The wolf said. Kane stopped in his track and turned back to the wolf, now suddenly this caught every wolf's attention.

"Who the Hell was it then?" Kane asked.

"B-Butch." Saying those words sent shivers down the poor wolf's spine. King and the rest of the gang were shocked and stood there, slightly tense and uneasily. Kane, who was responsible for his Death, didn't believe it.

"You're lying. I killed Butch, his name is now forgotten we don't need a wolf like that in our pack anymore!" Kane barked.

"I-it's true! He barely survived, now he's coming back to kill the rest of us!"

"That's Bullshit!" Kane slapped the wolf, who fell to the ground.

"What the Hell is the matter with you?!" King barked.

"He's lying! He's fucking lying! I killed Butch and his pathetic family." Kane growled.

"Just let him speak for a goddamn second!" King spat at him. King saw in his eyes hate and disbelief, he also saw envy and fear that the wolf is still alive. King knows he wants him dead more than anything, and he's not gonna stop Kane.

"Butch killed the rest of our wolves. He let me free, barely by the skin of my teeth! And he's coming, for Revenge.." The wolf said. Kane's heart skipped a beat, he was scared but has never been more dedicated to kill a wolf ever.

"That lucky bastard.." Kane gave up, believing the wolf. He had to admit Butch is a rather smart wolf, and could've faked his death easily.

"What are we going to do?" One wolf asked.

"I want every Goddamn wolf on Butch! Every one! The Westerns aren't our threat anymore, it's that Bastard Butch that's been on our tails this whole time! Bring him back, dead or alive..."

"Preferably Alive, I need to finish it this time.."

Hope you enjoyed, Next chapter coming out very soon! Good luck stay safe!