Chapter 28: Calm Before The Thunderstorm
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Days that followed that one were filled by a mixture of events who shook the souls of all the wolves in the United Pack…
Luckily, it seemed that the wound I got the day before was not as bad as I thought... It turned out to be only a bad sprain...maybe I just put my paw wrongly during the fall... And Kate gently offered to aid me, and wrapped my paw in a tight bandage, made of some type of healing herb adhering to my skin held together by some sticky vines, that ensured adherence but at the same time a discrete freedom to move...
I started to really doubt that my presence was well accepted, as the days were continuing… Sometimes I had got the feeling of being pierced by a look of malevolence… Almost making me come back to mind my swinging childhood… Filled with experiences that undoubtedly had indelibly stained my soul… But now I have finally something I've never had so far: someone to love.
The day after all these things happened was spent sending a team of wolves, leaded by Garth, trying to recuperate Wilson's body… Although he menaced to kill someone, behaviour that seemed strange to many and did nothing but accentuate the diffidence towards me… Indeed he was regarded as one of the most peaceful and perky Omegas of the pack, maybe second only to Humphrey… He could easily aspire to the role of Omega leader of the pack… And now he couldn't anymore… He couldn't do anything else…
The day mirrored perfectly what types of emotions could be tested on that day… Huge masses of dark grey clouds obscured the sun, a light rain was mixing with the bitter tears, present in almost everywolf's face… Having lost such a promising young member of the pack is really appalling…
I was there, sitting on my haunches, looking at the action of body's recovery, while supporting Maya, who was leaning against me, in the best way I could, letting her cry into my shoulder…
I couldn't bear to see her like that, but I know there was nothing I could do to make her feel better if not giving her my complete support…
I cannot help but feel bad too… After all, I am the cause Wilson committed all this, and the reason why he was killed…
I turned my head around to see other wolves waiting for Wilson's body to be brought up, also wrapped in a welter of tears… And that did nothing but add on me more sense of guilt…
Finally after what it seemed an eternity, I could see Garth emerge from the void of the precipice, bringing on his back Wilson's corpse…
And there he was. His head was hanging pale, lifeless, his tongue hanging out… His body a bit mashed in some points, due to the tremendous impact he suffered the night before, due to Garth's bulk…
Watching him in that condition gave me the definitive coup of grace… I could feel tears copiously being produced by my eyes, blurring my view almost istantly… And I was glad that it was happening, because the more I saw Wilson's battered body, the more I felt bad…
After a few minutes spent to let Garth regain his breath and rest after his effort to bring the body up, begins the funeral march.
His dead body was placed on a log and trailed by Garth, Hutch and Can-do.
Air was filled with an extreme silence during all the march to get to the cemeterial burial area, the only sound that could be heard was the slight but continuous fall of rain on the ground, along with some sniffing sounds coming from the funeral cortege…
Almost all the wolves marched with their head almost hung down, not being able to look directly towards.. Him. I was certainly one of them… Not able to to look such a mess before my eyes.
We walked for what seemed a mile or so , all gathered behind the tree log in a compact row, in order to follow him in all respect during last times we're going to have him here…
Weather was starting to worsen minute after minute, as if it would knows that world was very unfair and it would partecipate too weeping for this terrible loss… A strong wind agitated furs of these presents… Rolling leaves could be seen being carried by that strong wind, not undergoing the effect of rain… I stopped a second, looking at them…
It was like a metaphore of life… Just going on, carried by the wind, while the rain represented all the sufferings faced so far and we should continue to face…
The wind could assume a double meaning: It could be both negative and positive… The positive it could be linked to the fact that wind would be the force that could sustain you during all of your life, whether it could be friendship, it could be family, it could be love… It depends from wolf to wolf…
The negative meaning could be deduced if you address the wind like the life forces that push you through all life's agonies, with no ways out… Pestered by a rain of bad events that can make you doubt if existence is a mere chimera, devoted entirely to pain, or if our actions always determine happiness or unhappiness to whoever is around us…
Only hoping that we are strong enough to face these adversities…Otherwise, we could finish dragged in a downward spiral… Without any escape.
We could begin to glimpse a plain rich of a darkened earth, as if it had been excavated and dug out several times… And rain certainly helped to make that land even darker…
We should be near to the sepolture area… Where we could give a final farewell to our pack member…
We stopped in a area near a freshly dug hole… Evidently the tomb that would house his body… Forever.
I could see Garth, Hutch and Can-do slowly and cautiously lifting his body and gently laying it in the hole…
Garth then nodded to the group of wolves , as a signal that we can get closer…
Area surrounding the burial area was rich of multiple and beatiful flowers… So I had an idea…
I grabbed with my teeth a flower… It was a light purple Wisteria… I turned and I directed towards Wilson's open grave and I gently deposited the flower, putting it on his chest…
A frown of deep displeasure crossed my face… I hung my head down, not knowing really what to say… "I-i'm sorry, Wilson…" I could feel someone nudging my muzzle, and I found out that it was Maya… And she got a flower too in his muzzle… A yellow Rose… On which could be seen residues of her tears… I slowly turned my head to see all the wolves standing there in a line, everyone with a flower hanging in their muzzle, also ready to pay a last homage to the young wolf…
After that all wolves posed their flowers on the body, he was entirely covered by them… Only a small part of his muzzle could be seen popping out from that sea of flowers…
Garth sat in a spot near the hole, in direction of Wilson's head , turned his muzzle in the air and gave a slow but long and mournful gathering howl… Sign that the funeral ceremony was about to begin.
About thirty seconds later, Humphrey and Kate could be seen running across the land in order to reach the place… They were surely busy with some matters, but a funeral ceremony needed of all Alpha Leaders to be completed… So it was their duty to be there.
After that Kate and Humphrey sat near Garth, they looked at each other and Garth began to speak, while we arranged in a semicircle around Wilson:
"Dear brothers and sisters…" Garth began his speech "…Today we are gathered here to say goodbye one last time to a young member of our pack… One that has never been shown to feel resentment and anger toward his fellow… Until yesterday. Love and jealousy brought you to your downfall… I wouldn't have done that action, I'm really sorry… But just basing on the way you were acting, I thought that I had to act quickly to prevent the worst…" and he concluded hanging his head down.
Then he raised his head a bit, continuing his speech "Although you ended like this, you will always remembered for your kindness and your capacity to be loved by everybody… May your eternal rest be spent in peace…And we are all going to pray for you to be… Farewell."
He raised his muzzle in the air and began to howl in sadness… And soon was accompanied with everybody else's, filling the air with a complain towards life's unfairness…
After five minutes of weeping, we all greeted him one last time, and some of his friends, including Maya, made some speeches about him, and almost all of them ended up in a desperate cry.
During Maya's speech, we could hear a faint howling sound coming from somewhere far away and she suddenly stopped her speech… She twitched her ears and recognized that howl as Pia's… Probabily she's weeping for her love, too…
PIA's P.O.V.
"H-how could they do t-this to me?!" I said, while I sink my claws into a tree's bark, slowly scratching downward, producing a nasty sound… My tears have not stopped yet since I left the pack… Well, since they EXILED me…
"I swear on myself I will get my revenge… Nothing is gonna stop me from claim my and Wilson's honor… Nothing's gonna stop to make them PAY, from first to last, for what they did to me… And to what they did to... My love…!"
I heard some bushes rustle from behind me, and I heard a old, twist, sick voice, saying:
"Come with me… Honey, and you'll get your… Revenge."
I was slightly shocked but… I didn't have anymore a place to stay… What could be worse than that?
Got nothing more to live for… I live only for… REVENGE.
I began to follow the voice… without any hesitation.
This is the end of the first part of this FanFiction about Grin… Unfortunately I'm not going to start the second part of it soon, due to my impending university's exams' session… But don't be frightened, I won't let this fiction fall by the wayside… Just going to stop it for a while.
However, let's just focus on what you are (probabily) going to discover on the sequel:
-Where Valen and Oya's children are?
-What is going to happen to Runt and Claudette? Did they finally catch up and managed to clear their debate?
-Who that other Humphrey is, and why does Ethel want to help him?
-Is Pia gonna fulfill her revenge?
-Is Runt, while searching for his sister, gonna find her beloved aunt Lilly, who disappeared in a pool of blood?
-Who does the voice belong to…?
Sorry, but you have to wait a bit to know the answers to this and to more of your questions…
And sincerely I want to thank you for your support in this first part of my marvelous adventure in the world of writing here on FanFiction… Hoping I didn't bore you too much and I hope you are going to show me the same enthusiasm in the next part of this story…
...THANK YOU!