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Link · #4 [ ] 01-24-2008, 02:23 PM

Chapter 4

Fear crept through Jendei as the white ice-colored wolf walked toward him. As it walked toward him it slowly transformed into something he'd feared all his life: Himself.

The sky instantly darkened. Tree leaves started to slowly drop as the snow from the mint blue sky followed, caressing the veins on the leaves. Everything was silent now except for the heavy breathing of Jendei and the Ice Dog. Fear crept through his veins, stinging every inch of his body, making his vision blur. He was scared. This is the only time he is scared, whenever he looks at himself and feels... Pity, for what he is. He both loves himself and fears himself in so many ways his brain can't think. The Ice dog just finished his process of transformation, in term grabbing every freckle, every memory, every possible advantage it could use.

"So..." The Fake-Jendei spoke. "It looks like we have a theif here.... Hmm... A very grrrracious one..." Jendei stared in fear as the ice dog spoke. He can't remember the last time he saw one speak to him in his own voice. "Shut your snout ice devil..." Jendei said sharply. He had to overcome his fears. This was only a ice covered wolf. Nothing more. He is just trying to scare you so it will be an easier kill. "Hmmm...." Said the ice dog, very calmly. "We have a smart arse too, don't we?" The ice dog started to walk around Jendei, like he couldn't get enough of him. As the ice dog circled Jendei, Jendei pulled out his blade. The ice dog chuckled. "I would not want to do that..." He said humorously. "Don't you remember? I know all your moves now. I know what you will do before you even think it!" He continued to circle Jendei. Jendei wanted to slice that demon's head off, but he couldn't, because that demon might slice his off instead. He thought quickly. He must be kidding himself, should he put the knife away? Or should he stand and fight like any other man would. Then it hit him, he wasn't like that. He isn't like any other man. He is Jendei, The Night Hunter.

But still, tossing his knife to the side would make him vulnerable to any attack. His head was spinning, his mind was twirling like a whirlpool. Toss? Or don't toss? Get your head chopped off? Or not? Make a risk? Or Don't? Choices, so many choices, and only 2 solutions would come out of it:

He lives, or dies.

The snow was falling faster now. It was slamming against his face and giving him a quick sting on his very skin every time it hit. The wind was howling a tune that roared into his ear drums louder than a horn. Yet, his, and the ice wolfs breathing could still be heard. He finally made his decision.

He tossed the sword to the side. It landed with a thud to the ground. The ice wolf watched it happen and said, "Well, good boy. Looks like the wolf has taught the human now huh?" The ice wolf made a cold chuckle that made the very hairs on his body tingle with fear. He couldn't remember when he heard that laugh, but he knew he did it one time in his life. Jendei looked at the ice wolf and said coolly, "You don't scare me..." The ice wolf stared at him and said, "Ohhh, I don't? Well, maybe what I tell you will. Remember that night, 25 years ago?" All the sudden, Jendei went still. He remembered that very clearly. "You were 12." continued the ice wolf. "You were just working in the field, doing work. But what's this? You hear a noise." Jendei's eyes widened as the ice wolf talked. "You know what noise that was? Screaming. Many, many, many, people screaming." Jendei shook his head. Tried to get the memory out. It wasn't real. He wouldn't allow it to be real, not anymore. The ice wolf chuckled coolly again at the look Jendei was giving him.

"You went to investigate didn't you? Wanted to see what was wrong? Well, you did... And what did you see? Face to face?" Jendei fell to the ground now. His body was shivering. He couldn't take it. The ice wolf started to walk toward him. "I know what you saw... Death." Breathed the ice wolf into Jendei's ear. "You saw your village, your friends, the village people. All dead." The ice wolf chuckled in the same cool chuckle again. Jendei couldn't move. He wanted to kill the demon wolf. But he was paralyzed by his own fear. "But what's this? You hear more screaming? Who could possibly still be alive?" This sentence made Jendei stop breathing. His parents. "Mom... Dad..." He moaned sadly. The ice wolf stopped walking. "That's right..." He whispered cruelly. "You found them didn't you? You watched them get beaten? Poor little Jendei, watching his mother and father get beaten to death? Oh boo hoo!" The ice wolf really was amusing himself.

The snow was starting to speed up. "Remember?" said the ice wolf. "When you saw your mother's eyes for the last time?" Jendei was shivering in anger and fear. "How you couldn't live through this? How you couldn't bare watching them suffer? Heheh..." The ice wolf snarled a little. The fear right now was being suffocated with anger. His veins were pumping blood through his body like a giant water pump. His heart was racing so fast he was afraid he might burst. "Then... What did you do?" The ice dog said to Jendei. Jendei froze in place, as if killed while in mid-heartbeat. The ice wolf too, stopped, right next to Jendei's ear. "Boy, what did you do?" the ice wolf whispered into his ear. Jendei stood up, and stared into the ice wolf's white eyes. He did not see Jendei, in the ice wolf's eyes, he saw death. The wind howled loudly, wailing as it rushed around them. "What did you do to the men boy?!" The ice wolf screamed at Jendei. Jendei stared into his eyes, deeply, staring into death. Then, the ice wolf went still. "A....ahh....urrgh...." He spluttered out with blood. The ice wolf looked down onto his stomach. He had been stabbed. He was bleeding profusely. Jendei took slow, gentle strides toward the ice wolf. He leaned close to his face, close enough to smell the blood being spilled from the demon's spirit. He then breathed into the ice wolf's ear, every word burning as the breath touched the ice wolf's skin. "I killed them..." He breathed. The ice wolf looked around and saw who the stabber was. It was Siemo. She had a look of anger so blinding, that the ice wolf's eyes glowed at the very sight of it. She slid the sword out of his stomach, making sure every drop of blood was not wasted on oblivion.

"And you know what I did next?" Whispered Jendei to the dying wolf. The wolf looked up with eyes that were turning black. Black as a crow flying in the evening sky searching for prey. Jendei looked into his eyes, as if searching for something. He then leaned in, closer than ever before, lips almost touching the ice wolfs ears, and said. "I laughed... Heheh..." He did the laugh that the ice wolf did, that the killers who murdered his parent's did, that he did.

He then stood there, watching as the ice wolf slowly melted into a black liquid that was as dark as oil, but as shiny as gold. It contained both fear, and anger. Both happy, and sadness. Siemo grabbed his arm and paused before saying the only words that would make him move. "Let's go..." As they ran across the snowy field, Jendei finally remembered what was wrong on the night when he killed the men. When he watched the men kill his parents, there were 6.

When he killed the men, there were 5.

He had some hunting to do, he thought, as him and Siemo ran across the field towards the night sky.