I'm so excited about introducing more new characters. Just so you guys know, this is a story that has been in my mind for some time and it's just so great to see come to life on the page.
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Chapter 4: The White Wolf
It was dark out, eerily dark. The false full moon above was the only source of light upon the city. On this night, two plumbers stood inside of the perimeter of the base. They were assigned to guard duty tonight. One plumber walked around the perimeter slightly, making sure nothing was getting in or out. The plumber then let out a heavy sigh and turn to walk back to his original post, in front of an entrance.
"Another quiet night," the plumber stated aloud to his partner jokingly, his head lowered. There was no reply. He looked up and saw that the young soldier was leaning against the wall. He looked as though he was falling asleep.
"Hey, wake up rookie!" the plumber said, using two fingers to poke the other plumber's head. The young plumber woke up with a start. He soon relaxed at the sight of the older plumber.
"Ah, sorry sir! I guess I just nodded off for a bit," the young plumber explained.
"You should be better prepared for these long nights," the older man said with a chuckle, "What is this, your first night on patrol?" he asked.
"Second actually," the rookie replied. This just made the soldier laugh some more.
"Yeah, well I don't actually blame you for nearly falling asleep, rookie," the man stated as he leaned against the wall as well, "Nights like these can be pretty boring."
"Nobody ever tries to break in?" the rookie questioned.
"Not on any of my patrols," the man replied.
"Man," the rookie let out a heavy sigh, "I was hoping for some action. Like maybe the Splitters I've heard a lot about."
"You want to go up against them. You've got guts," the man stated. Then the conversation was interrupted by a loud blaring alarm from the building.
"What the hell is that!?" the rookie asked.
"The alarm! Come on, circle the building!" the man shouted in command, pulling out his gun.
"Yes sir!" the rookie shouted back, also pulling out his weapon. The two soldiers ran around to the back of the building, where the alarm was sounding. They pointed their guns outward as they scanned the area.
"What's going on? There's nothing out here!" the older plumber shouted.
"Maybe they're already inside!" the younger plumber suggested. The older man was about to reply when the sound of shattering glass startled them. They turned and saw a figure jumped from one of the third level windows. The figure landed with unnatural grace on the ground below, along with the shards of broken glass.
"Hold it right there!" the young plumber commanded, pointing his gun at him, along with the older man, "Put your hands up now!" he commanded again. This time the figure glared directly at him. The darkness shrouded the figure, making it difficult to see who or what it was, but it was clearly not human. Its shape looked more animal, canine to be precise, and it had glowing gold eyes that shone brightly in the pitch-black night. The plumbers were trembling under its gaze.
"W…what the hell is that!" the older man exclaimed. The figure then began to stand, causing the soldiers fear to rise even more.
"Stay away!" the young plumber cried as he fired his weapon at the beast. The beast ran towards the soldier. He was fast enough to dodge the bullets.
"Kid, run!" the older plumber exclaimed. The rookie couldn't move he was paralyzed with fear as the golden-eyed beast got closer and closer. He could almost feel the creature's hot breath and could clearly hear the snarls coming from his throat. The creature was only an inch away when the plumber felt someone shove him out-of-the-way. He looked over and saw that the older plumber had pushed him.
The creature collided with the man's shoulder. The man felt the bone of his shoulder shatter from the impact. This beast was incredibly strong. As the beast passed him, the man could only stare fearfully into those frightening golden eyes before falling to the ground in pain. The beast kept running. He reached the perimeter wall and began to climb.
"No!" the rookie exclaimed as he fired more bullets at the creature. One bullet managed to graze his shoulder. The beast growled in pain, but it didn't stop scaling the wall. He continued to climb until he was able to jump across to another building, effectively escaping the area. The young plumber then ran over to his injured partner.
"Hey! You alright!?" he asked frantically.
"The blood…did you see it?" the man on the ground asked him.
"Blood? Y...yeah, I managed to hit him," the rookie replied in a confused manner.
"No, not that," the older man replied as he clutched his shattered shoulder, "There was already blood on that thing's claws," he explained further pointing to the wall. The rookie looked over and saw the red substance drip from where the beast had climbed.
"You're right," the young man stated in shock. He then turned his gaze to the broken window, where the beast first appeared. "What the hell happened in there?"
Meanwhile, the large creature was still running across the rooftops of the city. He was still trying to get away. He never wanted to go back and no one could make him. He'd make of sure of that. He finally stopped to catch his breath, making sure he was far enough away for now. He sat up on his haunches and was panting heavily. His pants were also being mixed in with snarls as he sat there. He then looked down at his hands. He could see the red blood staining his otherwise pure white fur under the moonlight. His body began trembling at the unpleasant memories of the night.
"I did it," the thought fearfully to himself. Images of the previous events began to flash in his mind. "I…killed…him," he continued saying to himself. Images of a man lying dead on the floor came to mind. The strong scent of fresh blood came with the memory. Terrified screams were heard along with the sound of an alarm, followed closely by the shattering of glass.
"Monster….Monster….Monster," the word kept repeating in his mind as his body trembled even more. His fist then clenched tightly and he snarled as any wild beast would. He couldn't contain it any longer. His head snapped up towards the moon and he let out a monstrous wolf howl. A howl filled to the brim with fear and pain.
"Mason, what information did you get?" a general asked as he stood at the doorway of a blocked off building. He looked to be in his mid-forties and had a strong look to him, appropriate for any leader of his age. He had ashy-blond hair, cut into a crew cut fashion. His eyes were the darkest shade of brown, giving him a stern yet cold stare. He was burly looking in muscle form and a square jaw to match. Overall he looked like the perfectly molded soldier.
"Not much, Kronos. It seems they don't know much about what was here or even what goes on inside this place," the young man, named Mason, replied. Mason was definitely much younger than the general, only being twenty-one. Still, despite his young age, he appeared to be in peak physical form with a thin and muscular body with tan skin. His had dirty blond hair and looked much more shaggy and unkempt. His eyes were his most striking feature. They were a distinct mixture of green and blue, with something hidden underneath. Something fierce and animal-like.
"The veteran is being looked over by the medics, so I couldn't really question him," Mason continued to explain. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. He quickly lit it and continued his speech, "But I was able to speak to the rookie. He described it as some large canine, but that's about it," he finished as he smoked the cigarette.
"Alright, let's just head inside. They're probably waiting for us," Kronos stated impatiently and turned to head inside the building, "And put that out! I've told you a hundred times not to smoke at a crime scene," he finished in annoyance and walked inside.
"Come on," Mason said with a chuckle. He then took his cigarette and crushed it in his hand, effectively putting it out. "You can't even let me finish," he stated as he threw the bud to ground. He then followed his superior inside.
The two were led up to the third floor of the building. The halls of the building were lined with plumbers and worried scientists being questioned. There were others too, but they didn't look like plumbers or scientists. These strangers kept yelling obscurities, asking out all the plumbers or the earlier commotion that had happened. The plumbers desperately tried to calm them. Mason narrowed his eyes as he glanced around.
"You know I don't like labs, Kronos," Mason stated aloud, his voice sounding strained, "Too many bad memories."
"I know," Kronos replied with sincerity, "But push that aside for now. We have a job to do."
"Still, the air here smells rotten," Mason stated solemnly. The two finally made to a guarded door. On the door was a sign that read "Lab Room 7: Subject 15."
"Well, if my hunch is correct, the worst of it is in here," Kronos stated. The guards saluted the two as they approached and quickly opened the door for them. They stepped inside.
"Shit, I hate it when you're right," Mason stated solemnly as he entered.
The inside of the room looked like hell. A struggle had apparently happened here. Shredded documents lined the floors along with overturned or destroyed metal desks chairs. Vials were shattered with the substances inside them strewn about on the floor and broken lab equipment. In one corner was a large cell that took up most of the room. The metal door was open but the metal bars around it were bent, obviously by something of great strength. The inside of the cell had deep claw marks lining the wall and a bed lying in shreds. Whatever creature was being held in there was apparently desperate to escape.
Kronos turned his attention to a small group of plumbers surrounding what looked like a covered body. Kronos cringed a little at the sight, knowing what it meant. Crouching over the body was a lieutenant. Though he could not see the man's face, he instantly knew who he was.
"Lieutenant Grant!" Kronos called out to him, "should've have known that you would get here first," he finished with slight humor. Grant turned to greet the general. He was wearing a somber face, but it immediately formed into a small smile at the sight of his friend.
"General Kronos, Mason, it's good to see you both. I do wish it was under better circumstances," Grant replied as he stood up. Kronos could also see the folder in his hands. A document?
"We wish that as well, I'm sure," Mason spoke, "but I thought you were still investigating those homicide cases around the city. What are they doing putting you here?" Mason questioned.
"Those cases are still turning up cold. Until we find decisive evidence to get us on track, the higher-ups have been sending me and my department all over the place," Grant replied with a shrug. Kronos was silent. He looked back over to the covered body and slowly walked over to it.
"When did this happen?" Kronos asked as he kneeled over the body.
"The coroner made an approximate guess of about three hours ago," Grant replied.
"Do mind if I take a look?" Kronos asked the lieutenant.
"If you want. I'll tell you, it ain't a pretty sight," Grant answered hesitantly. Kronos let out a heavy sigh and lift the covering off of the body. He cringed a bit as his looked upon the deceased figure. It was a middle-aged man. He looked like one of the scientists working at the lab. Four deep claw marks had ripped open his flesh. The attack appeared to have come from down his shoulder to the center of his chest, slashing his throat open in the process. Dried blood covered his lab coat and skin and dripped from his mouth onto the floor. His eyes were open but still looked dead and his face wore his final expression of shock.
"Dammit," Mason said aloud in shock.
"The coroner came in and said that it had ended quickly, due to the massive loss of blood. It was his assistant that triggered the alarm," Grant explained further.
"Where is his assistant now?" Kronos questioned, hoping to get more information.
"He didn't sustain too many injuries, however he's still in quite the state of shock and isn't giving us any decent information," Grant explained.
"Well," Kronos began as he stood back up, "The attacker probably was only focused on the professor here. At the sound of the alarm, it probably ran away. Lucky for the assistant."
"Also, I don't think this was an intentional killing," Mason added solemnly. Grant and Kronos both turned their attention to the young man, "Believe me, I know these kinds of scenes. If it was intentional, his throat wouldn't even be there. It'd be completely ripped off. My guess is that whatever creature that did this was afraid of something…or maybe the creator and his creation were disagreeing on something," Mason finished.
"That's quite the assumption, boy," a smug voice said from behind him. Mason sharply turned, snarling as he did. He instantly recognized that voice.
"Darius, what do you want?" Kronos asked immediately, noticing his young partner's expression. Darius was a burly looking man. He had grayish black hair and a shaggy unshaven beard to match. His black eyes looked especially cold; however, they also had a clouded look to them, perhaps a sign of recent intoxication.
"My job, general," Darius snapped at him, but keeping his smug smile, "I am a guard here after all."
"Yes, you're very good at your job apparently," Grant stated sarcastically, "Just look at this place," he added looking back down at the scene.
"Is it my fault that the professor here likes to deal with these dangerous beasts?" Darius questioned with a shrug.
"The man might have put himself at risk, but it was still your duty to keep these sorts of incidents from happening!" Mason stated angrily, "Instead you go out and sit in the bar for hours, judging by the smell of alcohol on your breath," he finished cringing in disgust. Darius turned to face the young man with a cold stare.
"Even if I was here at the time, would there have been anything else I could've done," Darius began in a threatening tone, "The professor was working with chimeras. They're dangerous and ferocious freaks of science. They know the risks," he continued, stepping closer to him. Darius stopped just in front of the young man's face. The two glared into the other's eyes.
"You of all people should know that. Isn't that right snake eyes," Darius finished with a smug grin. Mason snarled fiercely at the man, showing off the fangs he had. His eyes also turned into a brighter green color and appeared reptilian in form. Kronos quickly intervened.
"That's enough, Darius!" Kronos said, pushing the man away from Mason, "Is there something you need from us?" he asked sternly.
"Yes, actually," Darius replied. He then turned to face Grant, "Those documents in your hand, may I see them?" he asked pointing to the folder in Grant's hand. Grant glanced down at the documents. He then hesitantly handed them over to the man.
"Looking for something specific?" Grant asked, watching Darius open up the folder. Darius's eyes scanned the page before he spoke again.
"You have to know everything you can about the animal your tracking. That way you can be able to find them more easily. That's the first rule of hunting," Darius explained. He then closed the folder and threw it back to Grant. Grant caught it easily and opened it to look inside.
"The chimera has been running all night. It's probably near the south side of the city by now," Darius stated. He then began to walk out of the room. "General Kronos, I would like any information about the target to be directed to me immediately," he stated to the general.
"Of course," Kronos replied disdainfully.
"Darius! What will you do with the chimera, once you find him?" Mason asked angrily. Darius let out a low laugh at his question.
"Why would you ask a question like that?" Darius questioned mockingly, "You already know the answer," with that last statement he walked away from the group, out of the room.
"Why that son of a…" Mason began to growl.
"Calm yourself, Mason! There's nothing you can do about it," Kronos said to the young man calmly, putting a hand on his shoulder. Mason shoved him away, snarling slightly.
"How can you be okay with this!? I mean….just killing it. It doesn't bode well with someone like me," Mason explained in a solemn tone.
"I don't like either and I understand your personal feelings about this," Kronos began in a softer tone, "But this is the way things are. We do this to protect people and keep the city in order," he finished, yet his tone suggested that even he did not believe his own words. He saw the look on Mason's face. The young man wore a mixed expression of anger and sadness as he stared down at the floor. Kronos's hard eyes softened a bit at this.
"Grant, what do you think about this?" Kronos asked as he turned to face the lieutenant. Grant was silent for a minute, still staring down at the open folder in his hand. His expression was also that of mixed sadness.
"I don't know what to say, Kronos. However, I feel myself agreeing with Mason, given the circumstances," Grant replied blatantly.
"Hmm?" Kronos said in confusion. Grant held out the folder for Kronos to take.
"Take a look at this. It's an interesting read," Grant stated as Kronos took the folder. He opened it to the page that Grant was reading before. A look of shock appeared on his face as he read. Mason looked over Kronos's shoulder to also read the page. Shock also appeared on his face.
"That's insane!" Mason exclaimed as he read the page. He then turned towards the doorway, "Sir, I know this might be going against orders, but I can't just…"
"Go!" Kronos interrupted, "Track down the chimera but do not interfere with anything. At least not until you think it's necessary. Now!" Kronos commanded him. Mason was slightly surprised by the general's sudden command, and then a smirk formed on his face.
"Right away sir," Mason said in acknowledgment. He then bolted out of the room.
"It's unthinkable, that people would sink to such lows," Grant stated aloud an almost ashamed tone as the young man left.
"It's not entirely uncommon if you really think about it," Kronos replied blatantly as he looked down at the folder. "Anton Crier, only twelve years old," he read aloud from the page.
"It's hard enough for some adults to go through the chimera process, but some kid…" Grant spoke while shaking his head.
"Desperation can cause a man to do unspeakable things," Kronos began as he closed the folder. He then looked down at the lifeless body on the floor.
"Still, no matter how this would have ended, being either living or dead, the professor here would have been left with nothing," Kronos stated solemnly, as he gazed upon the body with sad eyes, "Am I right, professor Crier."
It had become mid-afternoon in the city. People were now busy traveling the streets with their daily lives. Shops and cafes had opened for the day and local merchants stall lined the streets with produce and other miscellaneous things. It was peaceful…kinda.
"Come back here, you brat!" an angry man yelled out to his fleeing target. Kevin glanced back at his chaser and laughed amusingly.
"Heh, the old merchant really is pissed," Kevin muttered to himself as he ran through the crowds of the sidewalk. He was carrying a small bag on his back of market apples, which he had swiped from the man's cart. "Still, doesn't mean that he can keep up," Kevin stated with a proud smile.
He continued to run. Kevin was skillfully able to maneuver through the bustling crowds, having practiced with the greater crowds of New York. He glanced back briefly again. He saw the merchant nearly tripping and pushing people out of his way to get to his target. Kevin smirked and looked ahead. Kevin then saw the streets ahead, lined with cars speeding by.
"This is going to be close," Kevin thought to himself, sweating a bit. His gaze became determined as he raced towards the busy street.
The man saw the street ahead of the boy and smirked, thinking he would stop. To his surprise, the boy didn't. Kevin made his first step into the street. He was lucky, there no cars coming at the moment for the right lane. However, the left lane was different. Kevin saw the car coming as he got closer to the lane, but he couldn't stop now. He continued running to the other side. The car was now coming into his view. Kevin then jumped. His hand came in contact with the car's hood and he rolled across the cool surface. The merchant watched, shocked by the boy's reckless nature. Kevin rolled across the hood and landed on the other side of the street. He tumbled on the hard ground but got back up on his feet. He rubbed his head slightly from a minor ache. He then noticed the merchant standing on the other side of the street as more cars sped by. Kevin noticed the dumbfounded expression he wore. A big smirk appeared Kevin's face and he gave the man a two-finger salute before running off into the crowd. After running for a little while longer, Kevin rested in the entrance of a nearby alley.
"Knew it, the old man couldn't keep up the pace," he boasted to himself. Kevin sat down on the hard ground and looked inside his bag at the items he took. He had only stolen five apples, nowhere near what use to steal before coming to this city.
"Easy picking," Kevin stated aloud, pulling out one of the apples. He threw it up into the air. He was then surprised when someone else snatched it in the air. His expression then turned to annoyance. He knew who it was.
"What do you think you're doing?" Laura's stern voice asked him. Kevin turned his head to meet the girl's questioning gaze.
"Enjoying another beautiful. At least I was before," Kevin replied simply as he pulled out another piece of fruit.
"You stole these, didn't you?" Laura asked simply.
"What are you, my keeper?" Kevin snapped back in reply, "It's only five pieces of fruit. What's the big deal?"
"The problem is every time you run off into the city you cause trouble!" Laura scolded him," I thought you wanted to change, from what you were before," she added in a softer voice.
"Look, I didn't hurt anybody and I didn't steal anything of real value, like money," Kevin replied simply then took a bite out of the apple. Laura stared at him silently for a minute before letting out a heavy sigh.
"Whatever, it's not you'll listen to me anyway," Laura said. She then leaned against the wall and began to eat her apple as well.
"It's better than sitting around at home all day," Kevin explained as he looked out the alleyway, watching the people walk by. It was true, in the few weeks that Kevin had been here, he would spend most days bored or helping out in the shop, which wasn't much better. He and Laura would also spar sometimes, under Gilliam's watchful eye of course, but even that could get boring. he wouldn't admit it but they were nearly evenly matched.
"It makes sense that you like the city, seeing how you spend a good time on the streets of New York," Laura stated simply with a smile. Kevin let out a low laugh.
"Yeah, well I won't say those were good times, but they were exciting," Kevin explained as he looked to the ground, "I'm not use to sleeping with both eyes closed if you know what I mean," he finished with a faint smile. Then, a loud shriek caused his head to snap up. He turned his head to the alley entrance and saw people running past. They appeared to either be running away from or towards something.
"What's going on?" Laura said as she saw the people race by, "Come on!" she exclaimed as she sped out of the alley. Kevin threw the fruit he was holding aside and quickly followed her.
The two ran out to sidewalk, following the crowd. They stopped for a minute. In front of them was a crowd of people surrounding something in the middle of the street.
"What happened?" Kevin said in a low whisper. The two kids shot worried looks at each other. Laura then ran ahead of Kevin to get closer to the scene. Kevin calmly followed her. Laura came up behind the crowd where she noticed an old woman she knew who ran a shop nearby.
"Excuse me, ma'am," Laura said to her. The old woman turned her worried look to the girl.
"You children should head home, it's dangerous out here," the old woman said to her.
"Why? Did something happen?" Kevin asked as he approached the two. The old woman turned her gaze back to the scene ahead. Kevin and Laura also turned to look upon the scene. Two cars had collided harshly in the middle of the street. Plumber patrolmen had already appeared on the scene, along with some emergency services. One of the drivers was sitting against his car with a Plumber trying to calm him down. The look on the man's face suggested that he had seen something truly terrifying, worse than any car accident. Kevin was silent and his eyes narrowed as he looked over the scene.
"It looks like just any other accident," Laura stated aloud.
"I only saw a bit of the accident," the old woman began to explain, "but everyone's saying that they saw some sort of large dog appear in the street before it happened. My guess is that the car swerved to avoid it."
"A large dog?" Laura questioned further.
"Yes, although people who did see said it was a big as a bear. I've never heard of such a thing around here," the woman explained further.
"It is…strange," Laura said, looking at the accident again, "Kevin what do you think?" she asked him. There was no answer. She looked to see Kevin walking slowly toward an alleyway near the scene.
"Kevin?" she called for him again, confused as to what he was doing. Again, Kevin didn't answer. Kevin had walked to alley, just stopping at the entrance. He had noticed something peculiar. There was blood on the ground. Kevin's eyes narrowed at the sight and he lifted his head to the darkness of the alley.
"Kevin?!" he heard Laura call out to him and he turned to greet her this time, "What is it?" she asked him worriedly.
"Look on the ground. Don't you think that's odd," Kevin told her in a whisper as he looked down. Laura did as he said and looked to the ground.
"Blood?!" Laura said, shocked. She then turned her gaze back to the accident scene, "That is odd. The drivers don't look all that hurt and they haven't moved over. Something else must have come through here," Laura stated in a hushed voice.
"Alright then," Kevin said as he began to walk into the alley. Laura quickly grabbed his shirt to stop him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Laura questioned him sternly.
"Going to check it out," Kevin replied simply.
"You're insane! You're really going to walk into a dark alleyway, with blood at the entrance, and the knowledge that there is some kind of large, dangerous dog out there waiting!" Laura said to him in an exasperated tone.
"Um…yeah, pretty much," Kevin stated to her calmly. Shock appeared on Laura's face at his answer. Then, with a disgruntled sigh, she began to rub her face with her hand in irritation.
"You are so infuriating," Laura stated obviously.
"I'm just a bit curious about what happened and about this 'giant dog' thing," Kevin explained to her. Laura continued to rub her eyes in frustration at him. This boy would defiantly be the cause of some major headaches for her in the future.
"Still," Kevin began, his tone turning to mock. Laura gazed back at him with slight annoyance, "If you really are that scared then you can go home and leave everything to me."
"Fine, maybe I will!" Laura said to him angrily. Kevin kept his calm attitude towards her.
"Okay, see you later then," Kevin said. He then turned and walked into the alleyway. Laura stood there, shocked, for a brief moment.
"Y…you know, you could into trouble with my aunt and uncle for this," Laura bluffed as she watched him walk away. Kevin merely gave a slight wave as he disappeared into the darkness of the alley.
"Kevin!" she called out to him again to which there was no reply. Laura crossed her arms angrily and she let out a sigh.
"I should just let him go. It's not like it's my job to watch him anyway," she mumbled to herself as she began to turn away. However, she took one step and stopped. A torn look was on her face. She looked back at the accident scene and saw the damage that was caused. She then groaned loudly and turned back to the entrance of the alley.
"I swear if nothing else kills him, I will," Laura said as she looked down the path, "Dammit," she muttered before walking into the darkness to follow her friend.
Kevin continued to walk cautiously through the dark pathway. He would look down every now and then to make sure the small droplets of blood were still there on the ground. He kept up his calm composure as he walked, but he could still feel his heart pound with slight fear, wondering what awaited for him when he reached the end. He finally came upon a chain-link fence and gates that lead to a large back-lot between the buildings. Upon further inspection, he saw the gate was closed with a large chain and lock preventing entry. He looked through the holes of the chain-link and saw that the trail of blood continued past the gate, but stopped in the middle of the back-lot. Kevin was confused by this. He then heard footsteps coming up behind him. He turned his head slightly and let out a silent sigh when he saw Laura coming through the darkness.
"I thought you were scared?" Kevin joked with her.
"Shut up," Laura replied with a chuckle, "You might get into more trouble out here and I don't want to be blamed for it," she stated simply. Kevin saw through her and laughed lightly.
"Whatever," he said looking back out to the back-lot. Laura stepped closer to the fence to also look. She placed her hand on the rusty metal as she leaned in closer.
"The blood trail ends there," she stated aloud seeing the red dots on the ground.
"Yeah, but it's weird. Why would it just stop like that?" Kevin pondered aloud, "My guess is that the dog-thing is hiding somewhere out here."
"That's…a possibility," Laura said, trying to hide her shaky tone. Her tone didn't go unnoticed by Kevin. He glanced at her and saw the nervous look in her eyes as well as the slight trembling of her hands. Kevin narrowed his eyes softly at the girl. He then absorbed the metal wire to cover his hand.
"You stay here," Kevin told her blatantly as he yanked at the lock and chain. The objects easily broke off of the gate from his enhanced strength.
"I can't let you go in there alone," Laura said to him as he opened the gate a stepped through.
"If something does happen, you'll be here either to get away and get help or back me up. If nothing happens, we'll go back home, I promise. Deal?" Kevin explained to her. Laura looked hesitant at first, but she gave him a slight nod of agreement.
Kevin walked out towards the middle of the back-lot. Laura watched him carefully as she stood in the doorway. Kevin crouched down to the last drop of blood on the ground, where the trail ended. His eyes narrowed as he examined it.
"It just stops," Kevin inquired to himself. He then raised his head to look around. His eyes scanned the entire area around him, not seeing any other signs of blood.
"Something doesn't feel right," Kevin inquired further, "Where would it go? Where would it hide? Why would it hide?" Kevin's eyes continued to search the area. He couldn't understand it, but he had this unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was like he felt something watching closely from afar.
A loud clang caused his head to snap over to look at a dumpster and some trash cans in a far corner. Kevin stood up slowly, still watching the metal cans. Laura remained still, her eyes also locked onto the corner. Kevin clenched his stone fist tightly in preparation as to what it could be. He felt his heart pound wildly and sweat drip from his forehead down the side of his cheek. He took another cautious step closer and closer. Suddenly another loud clang sent the cans toppling over as a furry beast jumped towards the boy.
"Ahh!" Kevin cried out in surprise as the cat ran past him and Laura, out of the alley. Laura let out a sigh of relief, seeing it was only that.
"God damn cat!" Kevin exclaimed in frustration as he tried to calm himself.
"Kevin, let's just go home," Laura suggested, "There's nothing here."
"Yeah, but what about…" Kevin began to say.
"We can go tell the guards about this place. They can check it out from here," Laura stated to him pleadingly. Kevin stared at her silently for a few seconds. He looked to the ground briefly and let out a loud sigh.
"Yeah, okay I guess we can…" he began to speak, but he then felt a dangerous presence coming towards him. He quickly turned to look up behind him. The instant he did, he felt himself being forcefully thrown to the ground on his back by some large beast. He also felt its fangs dig into his arm, which Kevin had out up defensively.
"Kevin!" Laura cried out. She couldn't move to help though. She felt afraid of the beast on top of her friend.
"Shit! Who the hell…" he stopped talking as he opened his eyes to only stare directly into the golden eyes of a large wolf.
The wolf's fur was the purest of white that Kevin had ever seen on any animal, only stained by small splotches of blood where he was wounded. Though the beast was crouching over his prey, he appeared to have the physique of a human. He looked even more so for he was wearing torn blue jeans. Kevin began to feel his own blood from his arm drip on his face. He could see his limb between the jaws of the wolf. His blood stained its glistening teeth and dripped from its mouth and down its lower jaws. Kevin's fear was rising as he continued to hear the vicious growls coming from its throat. Still, Kevin was not willing to die so easily and he began to push back at the beast strength.
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" Kevin questioned. His voice sounding strained. More snarls came from the beast in reply. However, as Kevin listened more closely, he could make out some words.
"Not going….not going back….can't make me," the wolf half growled and half spoke as he continued to stare angrily at his prey.
"Go back? What does it mean?" Kevin inquired to himself. He saw more of his blood drip from his arm as he lay there, trying to repel this beast. However, as he stared into the wolf's golden orbs, Kevin thought he could see a small glint of something underneath the savagery. Was it…fear?
Again, sorry for late updates. Life is hectic and I've been in kind of a slump recently. But still enjoy this chapter, it will continue on in the next. Also you are more than welcome to check my first Fanfic, I'm writing these two Fanfic at the same time. That might also be a reason for late updates, but I digress.
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