Wolves' Legacy 2: Chapter 1

Story by seraphor12 on SoFurry

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#31 of Wolves' Legacy Saga

Okay, this is my recent upload for sometimes...

I can't believe the finals are coming earlier than expected, so I don't have time for uploads. Now that I have it, this is my latest one.

It's more or less the sequel to Wolves' Legacy, and I am experimenting on first person perspective, so I'm sorry for the errors.

Also, critics and comments are welcome. Again, sorry for the grammar error.


Chapter 1

(Everything started from something very small, and yet, everything we have achieved since that time would never surely come without any support. Well, that's what I've been thinking lately. Does this world revolved around fate, or revolving on a twisted world of violence and death? Does the Ascension have something to do with demons? With us? Yet, that is not my case, for everything happened like everything else; a normal day, a normal life, and a normal hellhound surrounded by his friends).

(It all started in a normal day of summer, six months after Rhynsa, my old guardian, took it for himself to eliminate me and my brother. Just me, though, for now. We finished a trade in a town my current friends called Summinat, and like most of Adaline region's towns, this place was very crowded and we got many gold coins after wrapping up and setting off to another town, three days away. Well, holiday would eventually end, right? Yet, since that holiday, I felt different, but it was not because I went out from my real habitat).

(Since his revelation, I never felt betrayed and lied to in my entire life. Despite of me living in a world full of enemies and deception for more than 18 years since my birth, at least they were honest. Albreich was a good friend of mine, and we were still friends, but I was worried on his past. He was a goddamn demon hunter, and that made us enemies. Yet, his knowledge and his kindness to hellish races like me and Eshdar somehow obscured that. Since that day, my life felt conflicted for the first time. This somehow affected my relationship with Lilac already, as she felt conflicted, too. I didn't blame her, though. She's a Lycan, a werewolf with human hearts. She would still had to choose between me and her real world without demons in her life).

(And then it happened...)

(Though you might say, that with my past adventures...wait a sec, how could that even possible? I never wrote something before, so you guys wouldn't know. Ah, nevermind. The writer was just messing around with talking about Wolves' Legacy, which was my previous adventure. Okay, so, with my past adventures, my little group had found many enemies along the way. I was the target of a group of rebels claiming to be running from my old kingdom, and those killing my family and pitting Rhynsa to me. I don't know what my father did to them, but they were clearly angry, and of course this is also something that they always done. But then, something's wrong).

(They came with a great number, something I've never dealt before. We were cornered to the side of the road as the hellhounds gather around us like hungry highwaymen. Though we managed to fend off a little of them due to my survivalist skill and Eshdar's archery...and although I don't want to admit it, Albreich's demon hunting skills and Sammael's viciousness as a demon dog, we were still overwhelmed, and this is what happened).

"(Shit, they are everywhere! This time they really want to kill both of us, man)," said Eshdar from behind me. "(Ifrit, we have to get into the forest and drive them away from both of them)."

(I eyed Lilac and Albreich for a moment. Lilac couldn't fight, and Albreich didn't have a sword on his hand. Both of them could only defend and as I can see, the trader couldn't hold a small shield forever, even though it was designed to repel anything demonic. I can't let them perish despite of Albreich's past. All I am thinking of is Lilac's safety).

(I don't know how to distract any of those rebels, but Eshdar somehow knew what he was trying to do, and from the look of it, he was also trying to distract them from me. Using his arrow, he shot one of the hellhounds and yelled "(Come here, assholes! I'm the one you want!)" and ran off into the forest.

(Goddamn it, I thought. He is too much of a hero at that moment and all I can do is standing there like an idiot. Then, during the indecisiveness, something struck me like a lightning bolt, and it was a painful truth. Despite of my developed feelings and my honest love to Lilac, I'm still a hellhound, and my presence with Eshdar drew them here, and thus, I made a plan to not survive).

(I stared at Lilac, and despite of not saying a word, she knew my intentions, and she started to murmur "don't...", but I kissed her quickly to stop a painful goodbye, and turn to where Eshdar was gone, wishing that we can still love again).

(Lilac's shout and howl of sadness quickly left me as I ran toward Eshdar's last position. I heard a gunshot nearby and I quickly knew who was trying to fight back. I still have another ally, it seems, but it doesn't hinder my thoughts. As quick as I could run, I found Eshdar being cornered to a cliff. A goddamn cliff! This forest is really a joke, after all. Knowing that he won't survive without me intervening, I did the stupidest thing I could do, since I'm ready enough).

"(Hey!)" I said, "(Come get me!)"

"(You idiot, I was trying to draw them away from you!)"

"(Well, we both are)."

(As three hellhounds came running to me, it's time for the trap I set before to spring. As I pulled a hidden rope I tied earlier, Eshdar knew what I was doing and he quickly ran to me, yet it was a grave mistake. Either he wanted to protect me or trying to help me, an arrow went through his back, and it hit his vital point. He turned and somehow found the archer, but another shot came and it quickly hit his heart, and another arrow to his abdomen. It was fatal, as his eyes locked to me for a moment before falling down to the water below. I had no time to even grief when I realized my trap was failing. It was no or never. At least I won't die alone).

(I pulled the grip hard, and I think the plan worked. The hellhounds trying to attack me had their legs looped to my carefully circled rope that acted as a lasso to their legs, I put my whole weight into it, and thus, with the last of the hellhounds lost his grip, I fell with them, as I saw the sky. Memories flashed in front of me. Oh, what a very short trip I had with the human and the werewolf. I wish they could make Sammael happy without his over-bearing master, and at least they could be safe without both of us. I won't die alone, Lilac. I don't know if you notice, but he's already gone).

(I closed my eyes, waiting for my last memories to fade into nothingness, and there was silence, and everything is gone...).

(Just a normal day in the summer...)