The New Light of Hope: Books I to VI.

Chapter XVII: Learning a Dark Secret.

Amethyst:

Date: July 16th - July 17th, 2019.

I followed behind SilverHeart, where we found ourselves in what looked like the same dense blood-colored fog with the rocky fields and dead, rotten trees that I saw all around me when I had my dream a few nights prior. "Why are we here?" I asked SilverHeart. She looked at me and replied: "There is something that you don't know about."

She led me to an area behind some dead trees, where I saw Milly training with what looked like the wolverine that tried to kill me during the battle at Golden Springs River! What the hell was she doing here? What the hell was he even doing here to begin with? What business does he have with training and teaching my own best friend how to kill? Although I heard SilverHeart boast: "Ametyhst, what do you think you're doing? Stop! You'll get yourself killed if you intervene with them!" I disobeyed her and went on the confront Milly and boastfully asked her: "Milly, just what in the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Milly looked in horror and was shocked by the sight of me and asked: "I-I-I don't know, Amethyst, just what exactly are you doing here?"

Amethyst: "I was brought here! Just who is this and why are you seeking training from him?"

Milly: "This is Brennar; he was the Insolent Spy who attacked and tried to drown you during the battle near Golden Springs River back in June. The same one you killed in self-defense."

I was shocked, somehow she knew my secret that I meant to tell everyone, but didn't have the time to do so and just completly forgot about it entirely. "Well, it looks like the cat's out of the bag now, isn't it?" A malicious voice implied not long after—just then, a muscular batle-scarred he-wolf with light brown fur, dark brown paws, long canines, long claws, and green eyes with his sclera being fully pitch-black made himself know at that moment, followed by another he-wolf, this one being solid brown with scars and the same eyes and throat wound with shredded ears, long canines, and long claws. At that moment, SilverHeart also made herself known and blocked them. "Stay back!" She snarled. "Calm yourself, will you?" The first he-wolf insisted her. "We just came to talk to Milly's little friend here is all, just step aside and don't interact." SilverHeart reluctantly did as she was told but she kept her eyes on the both of them, knowing that both of them were bad news just by looking at them and from whatever they wanted out of me. "You must be Amethyst, am I right?" The second wolf asked me in a serious tone of voice. "Yes, I am." I replied quickly, trying not to make eye contact with him. "And you are?"

"Why, I am SplinterFang and this here is my son, WoodTooth." He answered, looking at him; WoodTooth snarled, sounding offensed. "For the last damn time: I am not your son! Not after all of the shit you put me, my mother and siblings through while we were still alive, that is!" He then looked at me and spoke: "Anyways, I'm glad you and SilverHeart came here, kid. And, since you're here, I have a special job for you and Milly."

Amethyst: "And just what would that job be, exactly?"

WoodTooth: "Simple; you have to fight each other until either one of you gives in, or dies. The choice is completely up to the both of you, so choose wisely."

Milly and I looked at each other and I muttered to her: "Just this one time, and I promise you and we will keep this between ourselves. But you will have to tell the rest of the group sooner rather than later." She nodded her head in agreement before I turned to face WoodTooth again and said: "Let's get this over and done with."

WoodTooth: "Stupendous! Let the fight begin."

Then I turned to face Milly where we began the fight from there. Milly made the first move; she lunged at me and forced me to the ground. I turned right back around and kicked her in her right shin as she bellowed in angst, given me an opportunity to hop right back up and use my claws to scar her chest area, despite being in slight pain, she attacked be again; however, this time, she tried to break my rib cage in any way possible which I avoided. But then she also sank her teeth into my larnyx and bit down as hard as she could and tried to rip my throat but I managed to get her off of me before she could even do any of that.. But when I got up, she then bit a small part of flesh from the top of my ear, leaving a v-nick in it and then went on to punch me three times; once in the stomach, once in the chest, and once in the face, and left a deep scar on my right trapezius and my humerus. But I had managed to scar her behind her right ear and scar the bottom part of her chin at that very moment. I then coughed up blood and feel very weak and so I growled: "All right, I give in! Let me live and leave us be!"