The wolf cub woke up suddenly as he heard footsteps coming towards them. He looked up and saw Mira, Harlock's mother come towards them on a side road. He turned to wake Harlock up, as he to had fallen asleep. Carefully nudging his arm, the cub whined low. Harlock opened his eyes and rubbed some of his sleep out of them.
"What is it?" He asked sleepy. The cub turned to the mother that had still not seen them.
"Oh, let's leave. Her and dad would enjoy some time alone, I think. Lets go back to the house." Harlock whispered, seeing his dad still sound asleep. Sneaking away, the two of them disappeared, before his mother could see them.
Harlock wandered back up one of the side ways in the garden, heading back to the house followed by the cub.
He smiled seeing the young cub wander proudly next to him, his head held high and his tail strait out behind him. The cub looked up at him, smiling a strange kinda wolf smile.
"You sure are something else. I am glad I saved you." Harlock said and scratched him behind the ears. The cub barked happy.
Suddenly the cubs ears turned behind him and he stiffened. They had come to the end of the garden and a small wall were behind them. From behind the wall, the cub heard something that made him worry. He growled low as he heard what ever it was moving towards them.
"Wolf?" Harlock asked and listened as well, getting ready for any thing. Suddenly two men jumped over the wall. They were dressed in black jackets and black hats, and had dark sunglasses as well. The cub growled angry as he remembered the sent of them and he knew all to well that they were not human.
"What the...?" Harlock started to say before one of them tried to grab his arm. Harlock turned around and for a ten year old boy, he had a mean right hook. The man that hit, had to back up, as he had not been prepared for that. The other one came at Harlock but the cub were faster. As the man stretched out to grab Harlock, the cub jumped up, and used the same way that he had attacked Harlock's grandfather with, he used now to attack the man. Using his fangs to cut and not to bite. The man backed up growling, holding to his arm.
"Wolf!" Harlock called and started to run. Harlock and the cub ran towards the house as they had made an opening for them self.
Suddenly a third and fourth man jumped out in front of them. The cub jumped strait at them and made then duck for cover, giving Harlock the chance to get past them. But just as Harlock passed them, one of them got hold of is arm and as he turned to strike out at him, the other one stopped him as well. The cub jumped up and bit hold of the arm that held Harlock, but this time the other one was prepared and struck the cub over the head, knocking the cub nearly out.
"Wolf!" Harlock cried seeing the cub sink together. The four men grabbed Harlock, as he was distracted and forced him with them out of the garden. As the cub struggled to clear his head, he forced his body up and howled out. A howl that were more of a challenge to the men, and yet it had another use as well. Harlock's dad that was sitting in the garden with his wife, stood up.
"What's going on?" Harlock's mother asked and stood up as well.
"Sounds like trouble." Harlock's father said and ran towards the sound. Harlock's grandfather came ruing out of the house hearing the howl. He had heard that howl before and knew that it would mean something had happened.
The cub jumped over the wall, and came after the men that were forcing Harlock into a waiting car.
"Harlock!" The cub called as the doors slammed shut and the car started to go. The cub ran faster that he even knew he could, and jumped up on the back of the car. As the car started to pick up speed, the cub jumped up on the roof. There were no way he could get into the car, so he waited for the car to stop, noticing the way they took. He could hear Harlock still fighting against the men.
"Blasted kid!" One of them cursed as Harlock had hit him pretty hard. The man suddenly hit Harlock hard and Harlock was knocked out.
"Bastards." Harlock cursed as he passed out. The cub shook in anger but there was nothing he could do as of now.
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After a while the car came to a stop, outside of a old abandoned Factory. The cub jumped of the car quickly and hid as the men came out. Again the sent made him snare as he remembered that sent well. His father had often had that sent on him after battling what he only knew as the green men. Little did he know of how long his people had fought to keep Earth safe from the Illumidas, as the green men called them self. And even less did he know how he was honouring those before him, as he tried to find a way to protect his master. One of the men pulled Harlock out of the car and lifted him over his shoulder. The boy was still knocked out. The cub snared, seeing his master hanging like that.
"Get him onto the room we prepared, and make sure he is properly chained. I did not expect this kid to give us that much trouble." The apparent leader said growling, as he stroked his sore jaw, he had been the first to feel Harlock's fist. The cub growled low and followed them, but stayed out of sight as they walked to the door. The door closed right before he got in.
Shit, now what? He growled to himself and tried to open the door with his paw.
"Can't get in that way. Must find a way in." He said low to himself as he jumped down from the small stairs and moved around the wall. He looked around looking for some way he could get in. Most f the windows had wood nailed over them and all the doors were locked it seemed. He growled as he moved on.
There must be a way in. There must. He whined as his hope were failing.
"Craw, I'm leaving then. Be back soon with some food." He suddenly heard a crow say to another crow. He looked up and saw the crow leaving a broken window in a door on top of a fire stairs. He ran up to the stairs but realised that the end of it was drawn up. Growling to himself he jumped up after it. Even as he jumped much higher that any normal wolf at his age could, he was still far from getting hold of the stairs, and draw it down. He tried a few more times with on luck.
There must be way for me to get up there. He whined to himself going around himself looking up at the stairs. He looked around for anything to help him. He saw a trash can stand next to a fence, not to far from the fence there were a air went box, not to far from the up draw stairs.
Hey, if I use those and do what I did when I climbed that three in the garden, I can get up there. It's not much farther apart from the branches. He thought as he moved to the trash can. Looking up at the jumps he would be making, he swallowed his fear.
I don't know how, but I know I can do this. I just have to trust my instinct on this one. He thought as he lay all his trust on his natural skill. He jumped the first jump on top of the trash can with no problem, landing on the fence on the other hand were harder, but he somehow managed to keep his balance long enough to make the next jump. As he jumped up to the box, he turned around and realised that he had done it. One more jump and he would have made himself a way in. Exhaling, he turned to the stairs. He aimed on on the stairs and took the jump. Flying towards it, he bit hold of on of the steps and the stairs gave in and ran down towards the ground. He held on as the stairs came towards the ground in a dangerous speed. Suddenly there were a sudden stop so sudden in fact, that the cub lost his grip and landed hard on the ground. Growling in pain, he stood up again. He looked up angry at himself, as he believed that the stairs had gone up again. Realising that it was still down and that he could use it now, he jumped up and down in joy.
I did it! Now to find Harlock. He growled happy as he jumped up and carefully climbed the stairs. As he finally came up to the door, he looked down.
This is high up. He gasped as he saw how far he had climbed. No time for this. Harlock needs me. He thought and tried to open the door. He sighed and looked at the broken window on it. There were a lot of sharp shards poking out from the frame.
He swallowed his fear as he looked at them and took his chance. Sliding easily between the shards, he landed on the floor on the other side. Gasping as he had hold his breath as he jumped, he looked back realising that he had gotten though without being hurt.
"Bastard! Let me go!" He suddenly heard Harlock call out. Moving quickly on the tubes that were hanging from the roof, the cub moved towards the sound.
"What ever it is that you want, you wont get it. Let me go!" Harlock yelled out. The cub could hear Harlock start to say something else, but it was shorted out as the cub could also hear the flat hand that struck Harlock over the face. The cub snared and jumped down on the floor. He moved quickly towards the door but stopped and hid as he saw to of the other men stand outside of the door.
"Blasted kid, stray still! Or I will shot you. Your dad does not need to see that you are alive or not." A man cursed and the cub could hear the click that came when a lock clicked in place.
"There, that should hold him." The first voice said as he turned to the other two.
"Now what, sir?" the same voice asked the leader. The leader looked at Harlock before he turned around.
"Lock the door. We'll wait a few hours before we call the father Harlock. If he wants his son back, he will have to give us our Memory capsule back." As the first one locked the door into the room Harlock were in, he looked to his leader.
"Will he actually give us it back? Will he not just give up his son? The capsule is more important then that? He asked.
"No, not to these humans. their feelings control everything and to them, specially to this Harlock, his son is more important than anything. That will be his undoing." The leader said as they left. They sat down in a room right in front of the room Harlock were in. As the cub moved carefully up to the door, he backed of quickly as one of the men could see the door clearly.
I have to find another way in. He thought, as he moved around the room in the hall. Coming to a dead end, he suddenly heard Harlock struggle against the chains that held him. He groaned low and the chains rattled. The cub turned his ears towards the sound and suddenly saw down on a air went that went into the room. He looked into it and sniffed. The sent of Harlock was very clear, and he whined low. Taking hold of the bars in front of it, he pulled at it as hard as he could. He growled, as he also tried to shake his head to break it off. Growling as he struggled to pull the bars away, blood started to drip from his mouth, as he forced his jaws beyond the point they could stand. To the cubs luck the wall were not so strong as it had been, and it crumbled as the cub gave it one last pull. The bars loosed with a loud bang, throwing the cub backwards.
"What was that?" He suddenly heard the men ask, as one of them stood up. The cub panicked, placing the bars in front of the opening again and jumped behind some old boxes that where there. As the man come around the corner, the cub forced himself as far behind that he could, trying to make himself as small as possible.
"What was that..." The man said as he moved towards the boxes where the cub hid. Using is gun, he moved around on the boxes.
Suddenly a large rat came running out from the boxes, startling the man. He shot a few shots at it, but the rat got away.
"What was that!?"
"What's going on!?" The other three men came running, as they had heard the shots.
"Nothing just a large rat." The first one said. They moved back to the room they had been in. The cub could hear the men laugh of the first one for being scared of a rat. He moved carefully out from the boxes and moved quickly up to the bars again. Taking them away, he looked into the other opening. The bars on the other side had luckily fallen of.
"Where are you going?" A voice made the cub jump and turned around growling. He stopped as he saw that it was the rat from before.
"Oh, its you. I owe you one. Thank you." The cub said and lowered his head in a small bow. The rat was surprised at the cub's sense of honour.
"Nothing to thank for. If I had not done that we both would be dead. And you were so hell-bent in getting in there. What's in there?" The rat asked and sniffed in on the other side.
"A human?" The rat asked. The cub nodded.
"My master, he is being held here by some bad men. I came here to free him." The cub said and crawled into the opening. As he came to the end, he looked carefully around. The room had nothing in it really. It was empty except from the bed that Harlock was tied down on. Seeing that it were no other people in there, the cub crawled in. Harlock turned as something black came in trough a hole in the wall. He was chained to the sides of the bed, with a chain around his arms and legs, locking him down on the bed.
"Wolf!" He said, as he saw the young cub stand up and came towards him. The cub jumped up beside him. Harlock's lip were bleeding as the man had hit him pretty hard. The cub whined and licked his face.
"How did you find me?" He asked happy to see the cub. The cub whined and took hold of the chain, that Harlock had around his right wrist. Growling, he pulled all his small body could, trying to make it snap.
"Wolf, stop it! You can't bite through steel." Harlock said as he saw the blood dripping down from his jaws as it had begun to bleed again.
"Wolf, listen to me. Do you know the way back to the house?" Harlock asked. The cub let the chain go and looked at him. Nodding slowly the cub looked into Harlock's hazel brown eyes.
"Good, then go back, find my dad and show him the way here." The cub nodded and jumped down from the bed. He moved quickly up to the hole in the wall. Stopping, he turned to his master.
"I will be back, master Harlock. Hang on." The cub said smiling slightly, before he crawled back into the hole and were gone.
"Wolf..." Harlock said confused. He turned his look to the roof. He could hear his grandfather's voice in his head.
"Perhaps after every thing this cub have been trough, he does not dare to speak like that in fear of scaring you, and then get killed for talking like that." Harlock sighed with a smile.
I am glad you trust me, wolf. I trust you with my fate now.
The cub could nearly hear the voice from his master, as he quickly moved back to the door he had gotten in trough. As he made his way out from the building, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He ran cursing his own failure to free his master on his own.
One day... One day I will be strong enough to bite through even steel. He cursed as he ran on.
Must find Harlock's dad! Only he can help! Hurry! These things were going through his head as he ran back, towards the road. Hurry! Hurry! Harlock needs me!
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Harlock's dad stood in front of the house with his wife, broken up in tears, in his arms. His father wandered back and forward.
"Easy Mira. I will find him. They will regret taking our son." He said stroking her chin. He started to move away when one of the servants moved his car up to him.
"Wait, son." Harlock's grandfather called. Harlock's dad stopped and turned around.
"The wolf followed Harlock. Wait a little more. That cub is a grandson of Swift Paws. He will be back either with Harlock or he will show you the way." The grandfather said coldly.
"Dad, how can you put so much faith in that little cub? It not even likely that that he found them." Harlock's dad sighed.
"Just wait a little more." The grandfather said. Harlock's mother fell down on the floor crying. Harlock's dad moved up again, helping her up again and sat her down in a chair. Letting his wife cry into his shoulder, he looked to his dad.
"I wait half hour..." He growled and looked to the way the men had left, cursing himself for not knowing that that accursed green box would put his son in danger.