Deep in the heart of Jasper where darkness was the strongest and nothing living was anywhere near it, two dark wolves walked along a beaten path. The wolves wore wicked smiles for they had finally accomplished what they had set out to do for many years.
"I really don't like this body." The girl complained.
"Oh get over it. We just need it for this anyway." The other one scolded.
The other one just murmured quietly to herself.
"Now hurry up, we're almost there." The leader commanded.
The two started jogging down the path, increasing their speed to their destination. After a whIle of running the two stopped in front of a large stone. Depicted on it were words and symbols of ancient writing. A dark force seemed to be radiating from it, and both knew that they had found what they had looked for.
Without a word, both nodded their heads at each other, knowing exactly what they needed to do.
Both started chanting out words in the language of the ancients. As they did, the stone appeared to be growing darker and darker and a low-pitched ringing could be heard.
Finally after minutes of non-stop chanting, the leader brought a claw across his arm, drawing blood. He smothered his paw with the body then took it and rubbed it across the stone. Right as the blood made contact with the stone, a giant 'crack, noise was heard.
The two wolves stepped back as the stone started cracking. After one last crack, everything went silent for a second. The two stared in confusion wondering what happened. They were about to take a step towards it when all of a sudden the stone shattered into millions of tiny little pieces. When this happened a cave was shown to be behind it.
A giant gust of wind blew out of the cave, indicating that it had not been open in many years. The two wolves walked into the cave very slowly, being cautious of what was in there.
The two observed the cave, seeing a ton of cob webs and other things they had no clue what they were. But they stopped dead in their tracks when they heard talking. In wasn't aimed towards them, that much they could tell. I was quiet, almost like a whisper and it was close to where they were.
The two gulped and the pressed forward, fear practically radiating from them. That was saying something, it takes a lot to scare a demon.
They rounded a corner and stopped dead in their tracks when they saw another wolf. This wolf was tied down by vines with stuff carved into them. In all directions an identical pentagram with symbols could be seen. His paws, legs, body, neck, and muzzle were all tied. Whoever did this wanted to make sure he couldn't escape.
The wolf himself looked like he hadn't eaten in forever. His black fur was a dull color and he was skeletons skinny. His eyes were closed and he was muttering something. From what they could tell he was in some kind of trance like state.
The leader started inching his way towards the wolf, making very slow progress. When he eventually made it to the wolf he opened his mouth and was about to speak. Before he could say anything the tied down wolf's eyes shot open and he looked over to the leader.
His eyes seemed to pierce the soulless wolf. Even in this beaten down state, the wolf was intimidating. The tied down wolf muttered something barely audible, but the leader understood. He wanted to be released. The wolf etched away a piece from every one of the drawings. Once he was finished, something changed in the room. The temperature dropped to freezing levels and ice cycles started to firm as rocks started to form ice on them.
The tied down wolf started to stand up, breaking away all the vines that held him in captivity. He seemed to stand up with ease, his strength already returning to him. After he broke through all the vines and tore of his muzzle he stepped out of the circle and smiled wickedly.
"It's great to have you back, my king." The leader said.
The king looked over to him and smiled wickedly.
"Oh Semitris, such a loyal wolf you are." The king complimented in a raspy voice.
Semitris smiled proudly, glad that he had pleased his king.
"But..." the king said. Semitris's smile vanished and he looked at his king nervously.
"I'm still a bit week from being held here for so many years." The king said looking at Semitris with hunger.
"Sir, I've been loyal to you from the start. Please, look there. Take her." Semitris said pointing over to the other.
Her eyes filled with fear as she took a few steps back.
"Oh, I could never take the life of such a fine lazy like Demnat. No, you will be great." The king said.
"But, but..." Semitris stuttered. But there was no escaping the king.
Lightning quick, the king brought his paw up to Seitris's face. When he made contact a dark smoke could be seen coming from him. His essence was being sucked from him. Semitris screamed in agony as his life was being taken and used just like food for his king.
Soon, the king meal was over and all that remained was a pile of ash were Semitris used to stand. After doing this, the king's body returned to normal. He no longer looked like a skeleton and his fur shone as if he just washed it. The only thing that was the same about him was his crimson red eyes.
"Oh, it feels so good to be back." The king said in a normal voice.
Demnat looked at the king and felt a little warm. Her king looked kind of hot. He looked ugly and creepy just a second ago, but now she couldn't take her eyes off of him.
"No need to stare Demnat." The king said.
"Oh, uh, sorry sir." She said fearfully.
"Now, where is leader?" He asked.
"Umm, you just killed him sir."
"I see, well it seems you're in charge now. Tell everyone that Sal is back. And he's out for blood."
Demnat nodded then vanished in a puff of black smoke.
"First things first, we kill all the descendents of those who defeated me first. Then we take over all the packs." After he was done he too vanished in a puff of smoke.
A wolf shot up and gasped. "He's back." He muttered.
This wolf had been dreading the day of his return. Times in the land of the living were already bad enough. Now that he was back everything would become ten times worse. All the suffering everyone would endure, and now it would reach beyond Jasper. Sal was the only one powerful enough to break through the barrier the separated Jasper from the rest of the world.
Then there was another hard part. Telling a close friend of his return. This would affect him greatly. But it had to be done, he deserved to know.
The massive wolf stood up and walked out of a den revealing the Northern Pack of Jasper. But instead of being plagued in darkness, everything was bright and glowing. Everything emitted Light from it, even the wolves that roamed the land. That's just what its like in paradise. Yep, this is heaven.
Guardian made his way towards a certain den. The den where the leader and his mate stayed. He was going to see Humphrey and Kate, along with their children.
He walked up the slope that led to the den and slowly walked into the den. When he walked in he saw more than Just Humphrey and his mate, he saw everyone in his family there and his closest friends. They all had to get together on the day Sal rises.
When he walked in many turned towards him and smiled, welcoming him. He said his hello's, but he didn't really pay attention to any of them. He needed to find one wolf, and one wolf only.
He made his way through the crowed towards where everyone was circling. When he finally made it through them all he saw a wolf that glowed brighter than all the rest. It was Humphrey, smiling away while telling one of his famous stories to the newest deaths in the family tree.
"Then I finally got the courage to just howl and hoped that Kate would join in. It was a long shot, but I was a desperate wolf." He told them.
Guardian smiled, it was his most famous story prior to his pack leading days. It was a favorite among the family. He wished he could let him continue, but he really needed to talk to him now.
He connected there minds and telepathicly told him they needed to talk. He looked over at him with confusion but he urged him to come.
"Uhh, sorry guys but I need to talk with someone right now. I'll finish the story later." He said getting up and walking behind Guardian.
Humphrey finally caught up to Guardian and looked up at him. "What's going on?" He asked.
Guardian released a sigh. "I'm afraid the day we have dreaded is finally here my friend." He said.
Humphrey's eyes became wide. "You don't mean..."
"I'm sorry, but Sal is back. And he is out for vengeance. I have monitored where he's been locked up and when he escaped I heard him say he was going after the descendents of your family and everyone else's that had anything to do with his demise." Guardian explained.
"This is bad, what are we going to do?" Humphrey asked.
"There is nothing we can do. I'm permanently bound to you and your dead. We just have to sit back and watch how this plays out."
"That's not exactly true..." said a voice.
Guardian and Humphrey looked at where that heard it and saw a shadow descend on them.
Back in the real Jasper, Caleb was lying next to a small pond dragging his paw across the top of the water. This is where he like to go when he got all worked up and stressed. It just gave him a calming feeling. He couldn't really explain it.
He wished that he didn't have to come here so often but it seemed that every little thing set him off lately. He didnt know why. He just wished that he could go back to his old pack. Be back with his parents, but he knew he couldn't. They were dead and have been for awhile. He would know, he witnessed the whole thing.
Its not a thing he liked to remember to much. Of course who would, who wants to remember the death of their parents. He just wishes that none of that bad stuff ever happened to him.
He looked up into the sky and saw that it was almost time for Smitty's lesson. He sighed and pushed himself off the ground. The pack really wasn't a far walk from where he was, just maybe about a five minute walk.
He quickly made his way back so he wasn't late and in no time he found himself with all his friends. They asked him if he was ok and he just nodded. Soon Smitty showed up and began his lesson. Caleb didn't really pay attention. His mind was still on his meeting with Tucker. What he said really hit home.
Everytime he and Tucker seemed to get into a fight Caleb friends always had to bail him out. He couldn't protect himself, he couldn't do anything for himself. At leat that's how he saw himself. He knew he wasnt anything special, and sometimes he wishes those wolves would've taken his life along with his parents.
In no time Smitty's lesson was over and everyone went to go play before it got dark. Except for Caleb. He shot straight for home. He didn't feel like doing anything else today. When he got to the den he went all the way to the back and just plopped down. He just wanted the day to end. So he closed his eyes and went to sleep.