It's been 7 days since I last saw Kendall. I started to get worried, searching for him. Each day that passes, James, Carlos, some of the men that James works with and I have been going deeper and deeper into the forest. Not a trace. Yesterday I felt as if I was being watched from far away, yet so close to feel something's breathe on my neck. I have been so worried, I haven't slept or ate in days. I felt alone and scared, Kendall is always with me no matter what but this past 7 days have been different. I just hope he's okay.
I felt lost, broken and disabled to do anything since Kendall left without a word. A tear fell from my cheek, gasping in horror. Stretching my hand out to touch my cheek with a feather touch, I pulled it back to see the wetness from my stray tear. Shaking my head, I closed my eyes and allowed them to flow as they wish. A chocked sob parted my lips, making more sobbing echo in the silent, black room. I had been standing near the window but now found myself laying on the floor. Crying. Why had he not come by yet. I pondered this every waking day and every sleepless nights I had, had. Nothing came into mind, nothing that would compare Kendall to his behavior from before.
I had fallen asleep with thoughts yet once more. Once I had awoken from my long nap. It was Sun High and I was late for the meeting already. Ever since Kendall had vanished, we had been searching for him. I had to go along with them, I had to be there when they find Kendall.
Shifting on my left leg when I stood in the large circle of men. I was panting, trying to catch my breath. Sweat swelled on the side of my head and then lapped against my face when it fell without fear of falling off my chin and soaked into my shirt. Shaking my head to let the sleep out, but that didn't work. I felt dizzy and drained, as if someone is taking my energy. Groaning loudly, I pushed myself against Carlos as he came to stand near me. I felt strong pair of arms grab me. Shaking me lightly. I heard my name couple of times, I tried to respond but my body would shut down completely so I let the darkness slip passed my eyes. Falling into another deep sleep.
~Changing P.O.V's around on ya~
Light streamed in, inlighting the room before me. Narrowing my eyes against the bright and burning sunlight, growling lowly in my chest as I shifted my hanging body. It felt numb. Furring my eyebrows together in confusion as I twisted my head to the side. Seeing chains rap around my wrists. Snarling with my mouth open, narrowing my eyes. Barring my fangs deathly at the chains, I jerked downward. Howling in pain, black smoke rose into the air before me. Widening my eyes in realization. "No" I growled to myself. "NO!" I snarled loudly. Throwing my weight from side to side, trying to break the chains that held me tightly. Howling in pain when they constricted against my skin. Throwing my head up to the celing, another bellow of pain raced from my parched throat. Cracking.
Tears fell from my face, anguish washed in my body. Throwing my head to and fro, howling in pain. The chains tightened further. I cried out when a thick chain wrapped quickly around my throat. Crying out in fear and pain. I heard a small and audible cackle. "How do you like it now Werewolf?" a high pitched female voice sounded from behind me. Shuddering when her fingers gripped my hair tightly then yanking back.
Growling with my teeth still bared. "Why did you do this?" I snarled.
The female held onto my hair fast when I tried to jerk my head away from her touch. "Don't try anything stupid Knight" I saw a lock of blond hair.
I felt shock run through my body. "Joe?" I whispered her name in venom.
Joe chuckled near my ear. "Yes baby?" her own voice held it's own venom.
Growling deeply in my chest, she groaned with pleasure when she felt it rumble. "I missed you baby" she whispered with delight.
Throwing my head away, I snarled in discomfort when she grabbed my clothed cock. I tried to twist my body away but the chains tightened around every part of my body. Howling in pain, the tears rolled unwillingly down my bloody cheeks. I howled out in pain when she gripped harder. Trying to give me a hard on. Throwing my head back and forth, I wanted to die. I thrashed about, causing the chains to tighten further. I pushed on, the chains glistened in the light that the sun provided.
Joe caught on and pulled back from me fully. My vision started to fade and my breathing came in hoarse gasps of air. My body twitched and the chains just kept on tightening. Bringing me pleasure of dying. Closing my eyes, I shifted my weight. The chains cut through my skin, blood pouring down my body.
I heard a scream and someone casting spells before I blacked out…..
When I awoke, I couldn't open my eyes or ear properly. I heard disembodied voices, all of them saying something that I couldn't comprehend. I tried to move but my body screamed for me to stop. Pain crashed down on my body, every part of me ached and howled in pain. My eyes shot open, all I saw was blackness. 'Oh Azun, I'm blind!' (1) I thought quickly and shook with terror of not being able to see. I thrashed when I felt hands grab my arms and legs. Howling, I started to shape-shift. Kicking and screaming then I heard that angelic voice, soft and soothing blew into my ear. "My child, your time is up. You have fought long and hard. Descovered things beyond what you were suppose to find." I shook my head violently. "Please my child, come back home. Come home to mom so I can make it better" that's when I found that my mother was a werewolf as well. Shocked, I stopped thrashing and started to sob. "Kendall Knight. You must leave now. Blind of not, those villagers will kill you!" she growled in my head.
My body seized movement and went stiff when I felt a sword poke at my ribs. Howling in agony, I shot backwards and fell on my ass. Jumping up, I ran blindly to any direction. As if I was in a medow, I felt another werewolf touch my hands. Turning my head to smell, I smelt my mother and calmed down. She nudged me to climb on her back, so I gripped her fur and jumped on her back. But with trouble, first time I tried I flew passed her. She quickly caught me and put me on her back.
"Kendall my baby, are you alright?" her soft and comforting voice soothed my crazed mind.
"No mother I am not. They tried to kill me. Joe tried to kill me. Why does no one like Werewolves?"I asked her. Pain surged deeply in my chest when I felt a cold and flat stone touch my back. One second I felt fur then next fingers grabbing at my shirt. I tried to roll away, I was scared for my life.
"Kendall please stop moving" my mother voice soothed my body and it quickly stopped thrashing.
Light-headed, I reached up for my eyes and found that both where cut. "Mom why can't I see?" I asked pethiticly.
She lapped at my chest, healing my wounds. After she finished lapping at my chest, she moved to my face. "You lost your eyesight from one of the villagers, they cut your eyes so you couldn't see" she said simpitheticly.
I whimpered when her tongue touched my eyes. Flinching when my sight slowly came back. I couldn't see half of what I wanted. I heard a scream of pain from the cabin and shot up. My mom was knocked back. "I KNOW THAT VOICE!" I growled at her and stood up. Most of my wounds are healed but not all.
My mother stood up quickly and went in front of me. "Kendall you are not allowed to go there. Jett is taking care of it" she said with a commanding tone.
Glaring down at her, anger rushed out of my body and she backed away slightly. "I am your leader now that I am 1,000 years old mother" I snarled at her.
She growled and narrowed her eyes, challenging me for the place. I smirked at her and we both shifted. I lept at my mother and pinned her.
Since I was bigger then her but she has 10x more battle experience then me. When I went to go pick her up with my k-9's she rocked her body in my teeth. I heard skin rip and saw pain rage in her eyes but she ignored it and fell to the ground below my feet. Soon as her back paws touched, she lunched back at me. I was surprised when she hit my chest, knocking me back on my back. Growling in discomfort. I shot back up and charged at her. She held her ground, ready. Soon as I was just whiskers near her, I changed my direction and headed straight for the battle grounds. "Logan hang in there" I whispered and pushed faster.
I heard my mother thunder after me, she snarled and raced faster. So did I by digging my claws deep into the soil and lunched forward. Dodging trees swiftly and fluidly. I've done this since I was a pup and my mother had too. I felt teeth clamp on my tail, Howling in pain, I jumped forward. Pushing my burning legs.
I didn't want to lose Logan to anyone. Raged filled my vision and I shot off. I saw nothing but blurr, my mother long back.
~Normal P.O.V~
Sunlight bathed the villagers below. Armor shimmered in the sunlight, spears perched on their shoulders, swords held in it's sheathes, daggers hidden near their chest plates. Each villager had a grim look, each held fear but the one who lead this bergade. His god-like face fell into a frown, hazel melting eyes swarmed with a dangerous glint and his glorious body hidden by the armor he wore. Brown hair shimmered in the sunlight, hazel eyes scanning the area before him. A sad sigh escaped his perfect lips. Turning his gaze downward when he saw his men stop for a moment and started to take their back packs off to set up for camp. "James?" I Carmel skinned male asked behind him.
James turned his head and stared at the concerned raven and smiled lightly. "Nothing my dear Carlos" he said sweetly.
Carlos saw passed it but said nothing. He just nodded his head and clicked his tongue for the tanned horse to trot forward. James watched closely as Carlos bounced on the horse when it trotted.
James had a lusty and thoughtful look on his face when he watched the raven haired male bounce a little faster. A smirk slid on his lips but soon was called back to reality. "Sir, we are missing Logan" a tall soldier said gruffly.
James spun his head back around to stare at the soldier. "WHAT!" he bellowed out in disbelief.
The soldier nodded his head, pale green eyes stared at him for a moment before turning. "I will search for him m'lord" he said coldly and stocked off. James sat on his black horse with a shocked expression. Whipping back around, he kicked his horse in the leg and it shot forward. He raced for Carlos.
The sun angled to the north, it was about evening now. He had searched high and low. Every bush, tree and in the meadow. He thought he checked everything, a confused look crossed his face when he heard a howl of pain. Jumping, the young soldier turned to race back and was stopped by a short 5'5 boy with black hair and a bloody face. Fangs poked out of his mouth and red blood eyes stared at the soldier. "How dare you pass onto private lands?" questioned the male with a hiss.
The soldier stood, petrified. "I am looking for Sir Logan" he said simply. Fully aware of what he is dealing with.
The short raven haired male threw his head up and laughed. "I am Logan, Dak" Logan growled back.
Dak stepped back, confused. "No.." he whispered to himself. Shaking his head.
Logan nodded his head and stepped up. "Now you disturbed me in the middle of my meal.." he paused and stood tall. Now reaching 5'7. He opened his pale lips and licked the seam of them. "what shall be the conceqences?" he asked with an eyebrow cocked up in question.
Dak shook with fear that was evedint in his stature. "Please, please spare me. I will not tell" he pleaded.
Logan stared at him with hard and cold eyes, they grew soft and turned chocolate brown. Dak thought he made it through but Logan lunched at him and bit down in his neck.
A loud scream of pain graced the air, filling Logan's ears with music as he sucked on his prey. A tall black figure loomed near them, green eyes stared with love and wonderment. Stepping out of the thrilling shadows, stood a very tall, masculine, black Werewolf. Large ears pulled back when another scream was thrown into the air before them. Shaking it's head, enormous hand claws lifted themselves up to claw at the other demon. The raven haired male shoved back, throwing the useless body against the Werewolf. Red blood eyes met stone hard green. "Who are you?" Logan hissed.
The Werewolf stepped forward, stepping over the human. Angling those large ears to the side. Narrowing it's eyes, a growl rumbled within it's chest. "My territory"
Logan stepped back, lowering into the crouch. "This is mine. It was invested to me through my father 500 years back" hissed Logan.
The Werewolf cackled, pushing it's head up and howled with laughter. Logan saw this as in opportunity and lunged the shot distance. The Werewolf scents this and grabbed the hissing boy out of the air. Holding it by the waist. "How dare you. I am over a 1,000 years old. I am much older then yourself. You are nothing but a youngling to me yet" it mocked at Logan.
Logan stared at those green eyes and his brained clicked in. He knew who the Werewolf is!. Smirking, Logan put a hand on the Werewolf's and spoke in a hushed tone. "I know who you are" he said coldly.
The Werewolf narrowed it' eyes and shook the large broad head. "No one has known over 4,000 years whom my family is and no one will know" it growled with venom.
Logan fought against the strong grip and fell out of it's hands. Landing on his feet. He stared at the large beast before him with a soft and comforting smile. "I know who you are…" he said softly. The Werewolf shook his head and his eyes grew dark green. Just before Logan can finish what he started, another werewolf stepped out of the shadows.
A red rusty smaller female. Her brown orbs burned with anger, another one flanked her right side and left. A small brown one and then another black one but much lighter then the largest.
The small brown female stepped forward and whimpered something. The large black male nodded and turned back to Logan. "you may break my secrete for I am leaving this lands for good. Vampire, they will find out who you are as well" with what the Werewolf said, he turned and started for the pack. Leaning on all fours, the four started across the meadow.
More started to stream out, 5 more raced across the fields to group up with the black werewolf's group. Logan watched with an uncanny expression. Ghost to humans but very distinctive to other demons such as their selves. Logan took a step back, he smelt the humans on the run for here. Flickering his eyes back and forth, he quickly thought it over on saving them or just run away and forget about it. Groaning, Logan streaked out to warn them but was too late. The forces all over the lands held them captive. All around the meadow was covered with humans. The Werewolves all stood on their hind legs and barred their fangs. Logan pulled the black cloak above his head. To cover his face and stood near the leader of the group. "Kendall" he whispered. The black Werewolf looked down with astonishment and fell on to al fours.
"how?" he said quietly.
Logan smiled lightly. "Since the first night. I knew it was you from the eyes and the way you acted" he said sadly.
Kendall shook his head, before he could say how he felt the army of men charged at them. A spear was thrown at Kendall and he didn't notice till Logan jumped in front of him. Taking the spear in the gut.
Kendall, enraged, howled and the ground shook. The battle between Werewolf and Human stopped and they all turned to face the massive black Werewolf.
Kendall stared down at Logan with tears on the verge of spilling. Logan's eyes were closed and his face transparent, snapping his head up. Kendall's eyes turned black and he stepped over Logan's still form. His teeth barred and he kept pulling till the gums bled and his face in pure rage. Jumping forward. Kendall went into the silent battle blindly. …
Hehehehe, how you like it now?
Logan knows what Kendall is but will Logan make it?
Will Kendall ever stop his rage or live this way the rest of his life?
I don't know what's going to happen but I'll come up with something.
Well thanks for reading the 2 chpter of 'Where do I stand?"' oh and don't worry. There is going to be something crazy going on in the third Chapter.
Spoiler: Who claims who?