The four of us were alarmed, looking in every of their body movements thinking where to go for.
Adol was ready, but he had that same fear all over his face.
If he doesn’t straightened up he’s gonna face another scar on him.
‘C’mon! I wanna show these cowards who they’re dealing with!’
Mark shouted, the other one (Joseph) had that crazy look in his eye.
Adol stuttered his breathing; his body was as still as ice.
‘Adol, what’s wrong.’ I questioned.
I already know why he’s paralyzed- I just have to hear him spit it.
‘BEGIN!’ Trainor shouted, but as soon as he did Adol closed his eyes and yelled in rage.. he charged straight towards Joseph in fast speed.
The other Southerns were shocked; especially was I.
First he was paralyzed and now he’s in anger, what had gotten into him?
Mark! I had forgotten all about him!
I looked around and he was nowhere nearby.
Damn, I thought.
My back head gaved me a wave shock; a warning.
My eyes opened wide, I ducked down and felt a minor burst of wind hitting my back head.
He was behind me.
He sliced again but I jumped out, only his dagger scratching weeds.
I stood kneeling down on my left knee, concentrating only at him.
I jumped directly towards him over offense mode, slashing and turning in every moves I made. Only the metals clashed together making a few sparks.
‘You know…’ Mark spoke as we fought.
‘Tesla’s a hot girl..’
My mind raced more in anger; how can he possibly know Tesla?
‘You stay away from her!’
I slashed harder and harder.
He crossed his dagger a I attacked.
Our weapons stayed in place; we both pushed but couldn’t able to force it either to none of our faces.
‘Why should I. she has that nice body to lay my paws in.’
I grinned my teeth. That’s it I thought.
My body was hot and sweating, my body was in a different stage of emotions.
I yelled and pushed far away and attacked him.
I felt unconscious but my body controlled Itself, still clashing our metals.
Adol was being a different person too it thought. But Joseph was enjoying his anger.
‘ENOUGH!’ Trainor yelled.
Mark was no longer in front of me.
I glanced over at Adol and Joseph, they both weren’t wounded but exhausted.
‘You ok Marshall?’ Adol interrupted me.
‘That was a huge hit you took. Didn’t you felt that?’
‘Adol what’re you….’
Blood dripped from my left side of my lower body…dark blood..
Oh dear lord, I thought; the smell of its odor warmed my body making my hairs stood up.
My mouth was watering; I couldn’t bare to hold its luscious smell somehow, but when was I attacked? I could’ve sworn I was still fighting Mark.
My mind was aching for more of its smell, I tried relaxing my mind, soothing my brain trying to forget about it.
‘Didn’t you felt that?’ Adol asked again, looking at my wound.
I didn’t wanted to look down at my wound I’m barely calming myself, though why can’t I calm cause of the blood and its smell?
‘uhm… I’m not sure, its not aching me.’
‘Maybe I’ll stab you next time.’
Mark bumped my shoulders as my sword dropped, I clutched my paws and tried to attack him but Adol held me.
‘Not now Marshall, but right now lets just get you healed.’
‘Fine…’ I grinned my teeth in despite, letting Mark walk away freely.
Finally my day over hell was over.
Adol and I walked over cliffs where I left off, leaving my mother home alone.
Wind was blowing like no other than before last night with Tesla and I nor a couple of hours ago…it was like a warm breeze where children can play at some day.
I wish I was a normal pup with my mother again. I knew Adol would wish for that…he would love something like that.
‘I don’t need to be healed you know. I can heal myself’
‘You can?’ Adol questioned.
‘Can you teach me sometime?’
‘Your not experienced?’
‘I am. But I was never trained to do so, please?’ He begged.
My wound started stinging half of my lower body, I tried to play it off but I couldn’t as I held onto the wound.
‘Your starting to feel it?!’ Adol said surprisingly.
I closed my eyes and started breathing repeatedly a bit fast.
I pierced my side with my claws, then pushing down my bottom rim from my paw, releasing my aura, healing and covering the wound.
‘Wow..You gotta teach me that.’ Adol chuckled; we both did.
‘Fine, but right now I’m beat so maybe another time..’
Adol pouted, we continued walking.
‘Say uhm…’ I coughed my words, trying not to make it around us sound awkward than it did before.
‘I know this might sound dumb o say but… why were they hitting you?’
Adol’s face didn’t changed nor his tone or mood, instead his eyes sparkled.
Drips of tears were pouring away from his eyes, reminding me from last night with Tesla.
‘Hey, I’m s-‘
‘It’s ok..’ H wiped his tears.
‘Do you know how it feels to live without them?’
I turned my head the other way, looking at him again.
‘I only have a mom. My dad left me when I was born… I made a promise that if I’d ever see him I’ll hurt him in every way he did to my mother….’
Sunset was falling quickly, the tree leaves were changing its color to yellow to brown and red…..Fall was coming; everything was changing.
Music was playing from the sudden sounds of wind.
‘This is too much…’I told myself.
Adol was confused whether If I was talking to him or myself.
‘Too much what?’ He questioned
Everywhere I touched: trees and limbs reminded me from my past…also of my mother’s.
My body was changing its moods; happy to sorrows.
I saw me; a little me with my mother, a flashback!
My mind thrilled me; leaving me speechless but ho was I doing this? How is this possible?
Slowly it began to fade away, vanishing from my eyes leaving me now only struggles and sorrows.
Adol didn’t witnessed my flashback not even a peep from whatever it was…..I’m glad he didn’t.
‘You ok Marshall? Seem like you used too much of your healing, probably headed straight to your head.’
He chuckled, playing with my abilities.
I’m guessing it was my ability triggering my brain.
‘Well..’ He added.
‘I have to go back from, you know.’
‘I understand.’ I patted his back.
‘It was really nice talking to you Marshall.’
He gave me a playful hit on my shoulders as I did the same.
He walked away from the opposite direction as I watched him vanished, heading to The Above.
Finally day had become night as I opened the sliding door finding my mom cooking as I shut the door, hanging up my shirt; it feels good being shirtless, letting my body breathe.
‘Smells good in here’ I yelled out.
The smell of roast chicken, gravy poured in mash potatoes with salty biscuits watered my mouth.
‘It’ll be done later on. How was your day?’
‘Fine. Got cut from my-‘
‘You got cut?!’ My mother yelled, almost giving me a heart attack.
She raced towards me and lifted up my arms as I tried stopping her but she refused my body movements and kept searching me for my cut.
‘You didn’t transformed did you?!’
‘Wait what?’ I was confused as she paused.
Her eyes widened while her paws still froze onto my body, still touching my rib cage.
I held her paws and stared at her brownish eyes.
‘What do you mean transformed?’
‘mean…’ She paused, thinking.
‘What I meant from “transformed” changing your mood, you know. Hurting someone.’
She tightened my paws with hers.
Her eyes were in a blur, quickly I placed her arm over my shoulders and tooked small steps through the living room, carefully placing her down on the long side of the couch laying.
She’s light headed….
I touched her forehead…no fever.
God I hope it’s nothing serious; she’s the only family left I got.
Again I touched her around her body searching for a fever, no doubt she was ill or something.
I was frightened in my mind almost exaggerating over for an ill.
I stood there…just staring at her.
time flied over me as it hit midnight; in fact. How long would she be like this?
If long. Then theirs no choice to skip a few training days.
Trainor may get frustrated at me; probably hurt me til’ I’m bruised, but I’ll take his long shots.
After awhile, my thoughts were filled and answers were hiding from me, something sealed away from me.
-Lets run..- my heart tells me.
-Nowhere to go…- My soul says.
But my mind; still alive within this world as it struggles or suffer… there’s always this ending it says, but my other mind tells me.. the ending is just the beginning.
My mind urge more and more of stress and pain, I felt hate in the lonely stains of my deceived eyes.
I walked and stopped, staring at the sliding door.
I thought about the good things of my life… my mother, Adol, and Tesla. But the worst things killed my good things.
Okari, a selfish Father, Mark, an unknown enemy, and the one who scarred me from my pup-hood…my Father.
I held my swords handle, feeling the horrid feeling flowing through my emotions as I tooked it off my case.
I opened the door.
The cold sudden rush of air attacked me.
I can’t go on; neither can Tesla I thought.
Tesla must be back home almost, probably crying, wanting not to go back with him.
It’s time to go show him what kind of a Father he is… my Father must’ve been exactly like him to my own mother.
I’m not gonna be like him… that’s cause I‘m not gonna be here…
(To Be Continued)