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Chapter 2
"UWAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
"Uso-"
"SANJI! YOU DID NOT BRING BACK THIS.. THIS THING!"
"Oi Usopp!"
Sanji cast a nervous glance towards the wolf. Clearly it did not appreciate being brought into the hut, let alone another being presence has be sought for. A low growl was emitted from the wolf and its fur stood erect and tingling with the growls. The animal was horribly injured, it was surprising to see that it has yet to lose consciousness. The long gash of wound that stretched from the shoulder of the predator to the stomach has not been taken care of. The wound is still causing the wolf to lose huge amount f blood. Not to mention, the floor of Sanji's hut is soaking up the blood.
"Wolf! Sanji! It's a wolf!" Usopp harshly snapped.
"Yes I can see that Usopp." Sanji rolled his eyes.
"Sanji you know we are NOT allowed to hunt wolves! And definitely NOT bring it into the house! What are you thinking! What if the Sheriff finds out! WHAT'S MORE IS THIS ISN'T EVEN A NORMAL WOLF! IT'S FUCKING GREEN!" Usopp reprimanded, which encouraged the wolf to snarl at him, as if saying Shut up, you annoying pest! Usopp jumped behind Sanji at the sudden noise.
"I know. But it was hurt by something really bad. That cannot be a cut from a normal fight." Sanji pointed out. "Ok, you can shout at me all you want later. We've got to help this fella."
"And why is it you called me here?! I don't want to be dragged into this trouble you brewed!" Usopp exclaimed.
Sanji let out a long sigh. "It doesn't seem to allow anyone to get close to it. I need someone's help. I need someone I trust."
"W-well! Hehehe! You can count on me then! The trusting Usopp! Have I ever told you that I was so dependable that the king let me lead his whole army once! It happened while I was travelling- "
"Usopp."
"Yea right. So how are we going to do this?"
The predator was tucked into corner, its eyes never once unfocused, despite the injury. As the hunter approached, the wolf bares its fangs. But the young man did not quiver for a moment. Determined to do this, armed with bandages and medication, Sanji kneeled in front of the wolf and crept forward towards the predator. The night wind blew and the curtains ruffled. Moonlight shone into the room, reflecting Sanji's bright blond hair.
As Sanji moved once more, what he saw took his breath away. Moonlight that rested on the wolf is causing the wolf to glow in a radiant emerald green. All the green in the tip of the wolf's fur seem to warmly embrace the moonlight and brought out the majestic in the royal creature of the night. The critter struggled to a sit, then to a stand. Its eyes grazing past Sanji and into the moon. Sanji's gaze followed. The moon is large tonight. Sanji thought again, it's simply beautiful.
The wolf took a deep breath of whatever it could manage, then threw its head up and let out the most eerie, deafening sound Sanji and Usopp have ever heard. Chills and shivers were immediately sent down their spines as the howl took place. The wolf's voice never once quavered as it tried to prove itself with the night's moon.
Humans, that's what they were called and they wouldn't stop their yapping. The Wolf resented being carried on the hunter's back. Weak he thought, No, I have to be stronger. With each step the hunter took, his guts gets thrown onto the back of the human. But despite the sickening pain that dulled to a constant ache with each bump, he remained quiet. Cries and screams are for babies. I cannot be weak. He closed his eyes as he continued his rocky journey to who knows where with this human they called.
Images of the earlier battle kept disrupting his ret. Every time he closed his eyes, he would see HIM. He could see how HE mocked him. He knew HE was back to take back what was HIS. For months since he entered the forest and came to know that HE stayed here, he had been training harder than before, picking up unnecessary fights, and challenging anyone. For months know, he have been waiting for HIS return. Yes, HIS return will show those weaklings who truly is the best. HIM, the legendary wolf, Dracule Mihawk.
Letting out a grunt, the wolf refused to believe he was defeated, no less by a single blow. The fight was obviously outmatched by power. But he felt as ready as he ever was. The Great Wolf, is a legend, they say he mastered the human ways, they said he mastered sorcery, they said his wolf being might even be deceiving. The wolf let out a grunt. Of course he wouldn't believe those tell-tale stories, how can a wolf be not a wolf? The Great One took victory to his name today, but someday, he know that he would take Him down and prove to be the greatest.
The bumping has stopped and he opened his eyes to see where he was. Out of the forest, that's where. He felt himself slide off the man's back and slumped onto the floor. With his remaining strength, he crawled to the corner of the room and kept a murderous glare at his saviour. His meaning was clear, Come any closer to me and I will rip your hands off.
He saw the man retreat into a room. Turning onto his side, he began to lick his wounds. Blood was everywhere, and every movement hurts. The taste his blood overwhelmed his tongue, however despite the constant licking, the wound doesn't seem to get any better. He lied down to rest when the door swung open. Lifting his head up and growling at the interference, he saw that it was another man. Easily distinguishable by the odd snout that grew on his face. Cocking his head to the confusion, he began to analyse this guy. Perhaps he is half wolf half man? That might explain the weird snout. The man smelt like a human, walks like a human and talks like a human. It has to be human. Letting out a sigh, he assumed that that must be the man's trademark.
When he was about to let loose for a while, the man let out a high pitched scream. "UWAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Now he was pissed off. He felt his body tremble with his emotions and his fur erect as he let out a warning growl. Damn humans, couldn't leave me alone for just couple of minutes.
The humans kept the conservations to themselves as he kept a close eye on them, lest they try something funny. It wasn't long before the one who brought him back started to edge to him with his hands full of weird stuff. He growled. The man got onto his knees and the wolf' gaze followed. But something more interesting than the man caught his eye. It was the moon. The moon in which he lost his match in. The power of the moon seems to draw him towards it, he could feel his veins bursting with power once more. With a stagger, he got onto his feet and let out a long, loud howl, YOU WAIT AND SEE! I WILL DEFEAT YOU FOR I AM THE STRONGEST! Letting the wind carry the message, he sat back down. If wolves could smirk, that would be what he was doing right now.
Sanji swore that this was the last time he would ever stitch up a wolf. He stared at the bloody mess in front of him. The pungent smell of blood filled his nostrils. The wolf no less, struggled throughout the whole stitching process, making things difficult for the two man. He was no doctor, but simple survival skills require him to know a certain amount of medical skills. Noting to himself that the wolf was male, and that male wolves are more dominant and aggressive, Sanji worked his way quickly.
Daylight would soon break, and he has no catch to present to the Sheriff. Sanji slumped onto his butt due to exhaustion. No catch equals no food. Sanji hoped that the other hunters will be able to present more catch that day, then the village will not starve. The young blond shuddered at the thought. Starvation was definitely not a good experience. Usopp washed and packed his tools that were used for the medical aid and let out a long yawn. "Sanji, let me crash here for a while. I got to start hunting in a few hours anyway." The blond nodded. What could he say after Usopp came to his rescue? Furthermore, he is a good friend. But they were all too tired to think more. Soon, the hut was filled with snores. The wolf, however, has other plans…
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