Hue Fallen

Chapter 3

When I stood up, the knight swung his sword just in time for me to dodge it. Although it wouldn’t really affect me if it hits me since I was the one who made the swords the knights are using. But I’m not gonna tell them that, all they know is that the famous sword maker in the supernatural world made them which is me.

I stood still with my sword in front of me watching the knight as he walked around me trying to find any weaknesses. When he thought he did, he swung his sword on my side which was a mistake. As the sword was about to hit me, I swung my sword cutting his in half.

Without wasting any second, I swung my sword towards his head, “Tell my father I’m never going back to that place,” I yelled as his head separated from his body.

After a few seconds, his body and head turned into ashes. When the citizens of the darkness are killed, they turn into ash and reincarnate back there.

“Who was that?” asked Jhirgo as he made his way out of the bathroom where he was watching the whole scene.

“One of my father’s knights,” I answered as I grabbed my water bottle taking huge gulps.

“Knights? Is your father some kind of king or something?” he asked while taking the water bottle out of my hand finishing it.

“Yeah, something like that, looks like he found out how to track me down,” I sighed as I walked towards my bathroom. “Look, I’ll talk to you about it later on, I need to take a shower.”

“Okay! Be quick, there’s a certain panda waiting for you in the lounge,” I squealed as I closed the door and took the fastest shower I’ve ever had which is about 20 minutes.

After putting on some undergarments, I opened my closet and took out my gray sweatpants and my favorite white muscle tee with words in big bold font  that says “Don’t Even Think About It.” I looked under my bed and took my white converse out. Putting them on, I ran towards the lounge.

I looked around and saw a ball of white and black fur curled up on the couch while eating Pocky.

“Shiroooo!” I yelled in glee as I ran towards my furry friend and gave him a bone crashing hug which he returned.

I rescued him from animal hunters while I was in a mission in Japan. I tried leaving him in an animal care center but as I was about to go out the door, he broke his cage open and jumped on me. The owner of the care center actually begged me to take him in, at first I didn’t agree but when I looked at the baby panda, he was trembling with sadness so I decided to give it a try.

“Hey, Shiro? Wanna have some fun?” I asked as he tilted his head in confusion making him look extremely adorable.

I point at the sleeping wolf at the corner of the room. When Shiro saw where I’m pointing to, he looked at me with a glint of excitement in his eyes.

We walked quietly so that the wolf won’t wake up. I sat down next to the wolf with Shiro on my lap and got my hair ties out from my pocket, I always carry them around. I ran my hand through the wolf’s silky, golden fur and carefully grabbed a handful of fur then tied them together. It took us about half an hour to tie all of the fur.

I took my phone out and snapped a picture. I high fived Shiro and I was about to walk back to the couch but the familiar pain took over me making me collaps. The last thing I saw was a hilarious looking wolf looking at me with worry.

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