The Rise of The Unknown

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4: Zeus

Zeus could feel a hard tinge in his chest as he looked over the dead body of the female rogue that looked about two months pregnant.

Her sides were ripped in a way that the cuts, deep and long like done by the claws, were in a way even a brush would lead to her insides spilling on the ground. Though it was heart breaking, she still looked to have had a better death than most of the wolves that littered the grass.

There were body parts lying around, literal pieces of flesh and skin around the ground like leaves fallen from the trees.

He had seen a lot of blood and gore.

He had spilled a lot of it, but it was unlike he had ever seen or done. No wolf, rogue or warrior was ever reported to do something like this. Rogues who did torture their preys did it for a minute or two, a slash here or there. Others simply go for the kill.

He crouches down next to another body. The werewolf was half shifted, his jaw elongated and furry and ear pointed and sharp. Or rather one of it, the other was missing, ripped out recently. The wolf was on his sides which made it easier for Zeus to work on the area surrounding him.

The harsh smell of death, and the metallic one of the blood had started to burn his nose, yet he continued to watch the body.

There was this inky blue liquid lining the wolf's each wound.

Zeus looked around first, to find something to touch it with, but finding nothing he took his hand forward only to find it stopping by an invisible force. A moment is all it took for him to understand what had stopped him before he let out a low growl, trying to stand up to face her.

Unable to even do that, he settled for looking over his shoulder, scowling at the witch.

All he got in response is an eye brow of hers raising before she looked around to see if anyone is watching them before she kneels next to him, his eyes on her the entire moment.

"Touching that thing without any apparatus is dangerous King Zeus."

Zeus snorts before grumbling.

"And that is supposed to stop me? Are you forgetting this substance happens to be one of the biggest mysteries and threat right now? Its unsettling my people."

"Yes," the witch next to him nods, "I do understand that. But as you said, we have no idea what it is... or if it's dangerous or not. And you would hardly be protecting your people if you get in danger, too right?"

Despite the situation, Zeus couldn't help but look at her in reluctant admiration. Not only she was being practical, she had also managed to stop him, which not a lot of people could do, but she talked to him as if he is a normal guy she has been working with.

Zeus had been raised as someone who would rule over the entire wolf population.

He had been either admired and respected, or despised through out his life. Those who respected him looked up to everything he did, bowed to him deeply and talked to him formally. Those who hated him faked their concern, talked behind his back or cursed at him under their breath.

If it were not for Kayden and Paige, he might not have known what genuine was.

This woman though, she talked to him fairly. Normally.

He gave her a brief nod, feeling his locomotive senses coming back to him almost immediately. He stood up, mind linking Kayden.

Kayden, get someone from the forensics to take sample of this substance. Make sure this is not touched without protection though.