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disclaimer: 2nd verse same as the 1st

Chapter - Dusky snap out of it!

this means magic written in English

this is thoughts/a quote/memory

Alpha paced in camp,"This is not good."

Ryan placed his sword into his sheath,"I know. Jura and I will try to help you a much as we can. But if that shade comes with Dusky. We must free her. She's the only person strong enough to kill it."

Alpha nodded,"I shall speak to Theodin. We must warn the men."

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I don't know how many days I've been stuck in wolf form flying around with Gríma. I just know that my eyes are glowing red and that he doesn't really care if I fall of this beast of his or not. He's let me off to go hunt a few times. But it doesn't really help me. If I can't control my body fully- how can I catch any prey without it sensing me first?

Today as we flew into the sun, I could hear fighting and a horn too. I look downto see Orcs invading Minas Trinith. I smiled inside- the Rohirrim! They were here. But that also means...

I gave a strangled howl when I saw Jura hovering over the riders. The orcs scrambled to make lines. The soldiers lowered their spears in readiness, the Orcs lowered their pikes in defence.

Theoden rode across the front of the men, running his sword along all their spears. I could barely hear Theodin,"Ride now, ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending! DEATH!"

"DEATH," came the army answer.

"DEATH," shouted Alpha!

" DEATH! Forth Eorlingas!"

Gríma chuckled,"I want you to go forth and kill any Ancient One, Man, or Elf you meet in battle."

I gave a strangled scream as he pushed me off the beast- but I was lucky- Jura collided with it not a second later.

I hit the ground hard. For some reason, it didn't hurt. Maybe it was because I still couldn't feel my own body. I checked over my body real quick, no external injuries or broken bones as far as I could tell. I ran forward, on a mission, to kill the people I only wanted to help.

I dodged an Orc. It knew that I was a friendly, sadly. I spotted an ancient One struggling under the weight of a dead Orc. It would be an easy kill, no wonder my body was heading for it. I ran forward snarling.

A big form tackled me before I could reach my target. Alpha snarled and snapped in my face,"Child of Magic! Awaken!"

I rolled away from him and jumped up. My body shifted and I was in human form. Gríma must have forced it. I drew my Garjzla,"Alpha prepare to die by the hand of your Child of Magic!" why was I referring to myself in 3rd person?

Alpha drew his own sword,"Dusky you must snap out of this!"

I rushed forward, so did he, and the swords met with a metallic clang! I snarled an pushed on the locked swords. Suddenly the spell broke, I pulled back and threw Garjlza at an Orc, I swung back to Alpha,"Help Me-"

I was cut off as the spell came back stronger this time. Ryan landed on the ground next to me,"Dusky! You must snap out of this!"

I snarled and pulled out my bow and an arrow,"You'll never get her back," okay, again, Why am I recurring to myself in 3rd person?

I felt Gríma materialize out of thin air,"You and your dragon may have killed my other pet," he roared,"But I will go to the black gates of hell to keep you from having your precious Child of Magic back! KILL THEM"

I watched on, screaming from the inside as I released the arrow. It flew towards Ryan, but it bounced off of his ward harmlessly. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Gríma snarled and picked up his sword,"I'll kill you myself!"

Gríma ran at Ryan- who drew his own sword- I knew Ryan didn't stand a chance,I have to get free I thought as I watched my body rush at Ryan as well, Garzjla in hand, I refuse to be this!

Galadriel's words. The ones she spoken to me at the beginning of the quest came back to me,"Beware my dear wolf, the evil wants to use you for it's own purposes. Do not let them use you."

I don't want them too! I screamed, I DON'T!

Gríma attacked Ryan, who used his sword to stop his blow, but it broke in half! The tip of Grima's blade dug itself into Ryan's side on its way down and it tore into him.

What made it worse- was I was about to attack him. He fell to the ground, I was standing over his Garjzla over his face,"DO IT" Gríma ordered.

"No," Alpha yelled, as an Orc attacked him and made him not able to stop me,"Don't Dusky! Fight him!"

Gríma gazed at me,"I command you to kill him."

I brought the blade up,No I screamed Don't! don't!

I thought of a spell, RELEASE THIS MAGIC THAT HOLDS-! I spoke my true name in the ancient language. It made som much sense. It meant that I was a strong hunter, a loyal and true friend, a young and powerful magician with a kind heart. A benevolent ruler. An old gentle soul.

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