Little Wendigos

by Wendigo Studios

After being captured by the Hunter during their attempted escape from his cabin. Six and Mono are thrown back into Six's prison and starved for several days, slowly losing their hope of escaping with each passing second. During their possible last moments of life, the two children are given an odd piece of meat that not only saves their lives but transforms their lives forever.

10. Chapter 10: The Trap

The door to the Hunter's shed opened with a bang as the man or monster in question stomped outside with the squirrel meat and the new trap he had been working on and somehow managed to set up. He wasn't an expect on building complicated traps like his father could before he came along, but still he was very capable of building traps and fixing the roof or whatever part of his cabin that needed repairing which nine times out of ten, it needed a giant fucking makeover to be honest. But this had to be the Hunter's hardest project he had ever made in his life, okay maybe not the hardest thing ever but still managing to get up there.

It wasn't like his normal traps where it was simply one single device that was easy to set up, it was sort of a combined effort between all of his traps and his little knowledge of building traps beyond the basics. A mess of metal cages, nets, bear traps all crafted together to create whatever the flying fuck this was. The Hunter wasn't entirely sure what the fuck to call this…well fucking monstrosity of a trap, but if it could catch two troublemaking Wendigo children then honestly the name hardly mattered. What really mattered was whether or not the trap worked and whether or not it could kill two little Wendigos especially now.

The Hunter harbored no confidence that this nightmare of a trap could catch monsters like that as he had no time to test it out properly and to be honest, he wasn't sure if he could test it out now given his lack of extra supplies from the Pale City and the amount of time he needed to have on his side before the Ferryman arrived and before the two pests ate even more human flesh and became stronger. He wasn't too certain on how many humans were left in the Pale City since he spent most of his time in the Wilderness, but even a few living bodies could spell disaster and more power for both Mono and Six and more soldiers for whatever the hell had turned them into those monsters that, once upon a time, the Hunter would've assumed were nothing more then mere myth when he was first told the tales of the Wendigo.

Tales that the Hunter would've never believed in much until now, when he, his employers and the remains of the Pale City were now in grave danger of being eaten like prey, something that he was sure only befell the Guests when they entered the Maw when it rose out of the ocean the following year. However, there was no time to ponder that, the Hunter had to hurry up and set this trap up in the forest then find some way to lure Mono and Six out of the woods to the trap. The end result would have either two outcomes, either both Wendigo children get captured or killed. The former kind of sounded appealing cuz' at least the Hunter would get his pay and the two Wendigo children would be off both his and the Pale City's backs as he was very certain the Lady could fix their little issue with her dark and powerful magic.

From what the Hunter had seen of the Lady's dark magic, she was quite capable of doing things that no other human could do besides her father, the Lord of the Pale Village and the possible former boss of the Maw, such as steal souls out of fleshy bodies, disappear into the shadows and create little humanoid figures out of shadows. There were only three examples of what the Lady was capable of doing, but even then, the Hunter believed she could possibly undo a curse like this even if he hadn't seen the Lady perform some kind of curse or cure magic or something like that. The latter would be greater because as he had heard before: "sometimes dead is better" or something.

That move probably wouldn't put him in good odds with the Lady, but in all honesty, that was way more better than having her fall victim to either Mono or Six or that thing in the woods, that deer-like creature he saw maybe a couple times while out hunting. The Hunter wasn't too certain if the Lady would funk his paycheck if she caught wind of one of her employees having killed the two children she had requested be taken to the Maw, it would suck to all hell but it was a small price to pay for at least trying to do something for this cursed world.

Wasting no more time, the Hunter nearly sped walked into the deepest parts of the Wilderness, a place not too far or too close to his cabin, and began setting up his trap or whatever the hell that thing was anyway. It had taken over several minutes or maybe an hour to get that hell of a shitstorm set up and involved errors where the machine was biting the Hunter's ass somehow, but he managed to get his shit working. When he was finished, the Hunter promised himself that he would never build tricky traps like that ever again. Heaving an exasperated sigh, the Hunter rested a hand against his temples to massage them quietly for a few seconds before he took out the squirrel meat he had carried with him and set it in the middle of the nightmare trap.

With everything in place, the older man turned away and went off into another part of the woods, hoping that the scent of the meat would lure Mono and Six from whatever part of the Wilderness they had settled into to the trap then the Hunter could finally be done with this. However, one of his feet stomped on a rope that he had set up a long time ago and forgot about it. In seconds, a large log suspended on ropes came downwards, striking the Hunter on the head and sending him to the ground in a ragdoll-like fashion. The man rested on his hands for a few seconds in a Wile E. Coyote style before he collapsed on the ground.