Luminous Elements | Book 1: Fire

Chapter 8 - Enemy | Fire

"Blaze!"

        Regnard's yowl snapped Blaze back to the present. Blaze slowly lifted his paws from his ears and stood up. Blaze looked at the Dark Wolf and Regnard, who was beneath the Dark Wolf.

        "Blaze!" Regnard repeated. Blaze thought he'd escaped Regnards words, but Regnard repeated the nightmarus words. "Use your firepower to fight."

        "No!" Blaze yowled, sharper than he intended to. "I mean . . . no. I can't."

        Blaze avoided Regnard's gaze, not baring seeing his pleading eyes---filled with confusion and fright---as Blaze rejected the signal thought of fighting with his fire.

        "Why not? Blaze! Come on! Do it!" Regnard yowled. "You can use your firepower to stop this horrible creature! This horrible . . . monster!"

        Blaze couldn't help but flinch. He was part 'horrible creature'. He was part . . . 'horrible monster'.

        Yeah, I'm pretty sure my firepower will choose to attack its own kind, Blaze thought. Totally not! My firepower will probably become uncontrollable with Regnard. After all, nothing about him is 'Dark Wolf'. He's only a regular wolf.

        "No, I don't think I could use my firepower to fight him even if I could", Blaze mewled, for a moment forgetting that it was Regnard he was talking to and that he'd probably ask him about it.

        "Blaze, what do you mean?" Regnard asked.

        "Nothing!" Blaze quickly replied.

        The whole entire time, the Dark Wolf had just been watching them, not making a single other move. Blaze soon realized that the Dark Wolf was staring at him!

        Surely it can't recognize the part of me that's Dark Wolf . . . right?

        Blaze hissed at the Dark Wolf. The Dark Wolf, to Blaze's surprise, got off Regnard and backed away. Blaze stared at it. There was something that somehow connected them . . . something that was underneath its Dark Wolf self.

        Blaze stepped forward. There was something about it that made Blaze remember of the first time he'd gone uncontrollable . . .

        Suddenly, the Dark Wolf seemed to remember something, recognization flickering in its eyes for a second before it suddenly ran away.

        Blaze stared after it. For some reason, he felt . . . regret . . . a strange type of regret . . .

        "Blaze?"

        Regnard snapped Blaze back to the present.

        "Er . . . yes, Regnard?" Blaze mewled.

        "Let's . . . let's go back home."

        Blaze nodded.

        "Blaze?" Regnard said. "Tell me . . . what happened back then? How did you know that it was a . . . Dark Wolf, and what is a Dark Wolf?"

        Blaze and Regnard were back home. They'd just finished eating---or, rather, Blaze had, because Regnard had finished a while ago, alone---and Blaze had told Regnard that he'd explain everything later. However, Blaze knew that he would only explain little of everything; there was no way that he would tell him he was part Dark Wolf.