The Way It Should Be

Chapter Twenty-One

Darren screams out of pain. The man crouching next to the brown haired boy.

"Darren!" I call out, getting ready to kill the man - that is until I saw the worried expression on the mans face. Realizing he meant no harm I stick out my hand to Darren to help him stand, he grabs my arm and I pull him up, almost falling down in the process.

"Oh, hey, man, I didn't hurt you, did I?" The man asks with a friendly voice. "I didn't mean to freak you out, I was just trying to scare you a little, man, for fun."

"I'm fine." Darren says, still holding tight to my hand.

"You sure? It ain't broken, is it? I've got herbs that can help if it is."

"Herbs can't help broken bones." Sam says, now standing near me and Evra.

The man talks a lot and we are all confused - I think its something about how herbs can be used to trick your brain into thinking you're healed? I don't know.

"I'm okay." Darren says again, finally letting go of my hand. Before I could do anything else he grabs my right hand with his left. I look at him, angrily, but he pouts slightly and I give in, allowing him to hold my hand.

"That's good to hear. Are you guys locals?"

"I am, these three are part of a circus." Sam answers

"Circus? I love the circus. I never miss a chance to see clowns in action."

"We're not that kind of circus, its a freak show." I say.

"Freak show? They don't miss treat you do they?" He asks Evra and I, not really Darren.

"No." Evra answers.

"They don't whip you or under feed you?"

"No." I say.

"Your there on your own free will?"

"Yes! We are! You're so annoying..." I say.

I sigh, dang if the wolves were here I'd have ordered them to kill this man. I'm sure they would have no objections - their always hungry anyway.

...wait. "Crap!" I facepalm.

Darren squeezes my hand, "What?" He asks, worry obviously in his tone.

"The wolves. I forgot to feed them. I better head back before they starve to death."

"I'll go with you," Evra says. "Can't have you getting lost now, can we?"

"I'm fine." I grin, "It isn't like I forgot the way already."

"OK, stay safe." Evra smiles.

I let go of Darren's hand and yawned slightly. About to wander back to the Cirque, but Darren didn't let that happen before giving me a quick hug.

"I thought I said no romantic stuff." I laughed.

He released me, "I know, but its only a hug."

I sigh, "Whatever. I'm heading back, you guys better not get into any trouble." And with that I walk back to the smelly tent and van filled area.

I find the wolves by the creak, sitting there, watching the workers clean the clothes and wash the plates, bowls, cups,and silverware. Most were women - not to be sexist, of course - most had lost their families and friends, but some had just joined to get away from their usual daily troubles.

Seeing my wolves watch and play around with the gorgeous women that keep the Cirque running makes me smile. The Cirque sure is a happy bunch.

I whistle to gain the wolves attention, they run up to me and tackle me.

I laugh as I lead them into the forest to find some animals for them to feed on. We found a few rabbits and some foxes before heading back to the Cirque.

Now more tired than ever before I decide to take a nap in my hammock. Taking a few hours rest can't hurt anyone.

When I wake up I head to the campfire to get some food. Seeing the pair of boys sitting on some logs - a brunette and a Snake-Boy.

"Where's Sam?" I ask.

"He went home." Evra says.

"Oh. How was the train station?" I ask.

"We didn't go, we went to R.V.s camp." Darren says.

"R.V.?" I ask.

"The man."

"You trusted that man enough to go to his home?!" I hiss.

"Why wouldn't we...?" Evra asks.

"He was creepy and rude! For all you know he could have tried to kidnap you!"

"Maybe," Darren admits, "But we're super human. We could take him."

"He was creepy." I glare, "And you shouldn't purely rely on this 'powers.'"

"Creepy? I think he's cool." Darren says.

"You missed the point!" I hut the back of his head.

Sitting in silence we look around our surroundings the beautiful setting sun over a large plain hill.

Looking more at the hill we see glowing dots on it - it only takes a second to realize it is a group of people with torches.

When the people got closer to camp Evra's face went pale, or as pale as a scaley face can get.

They went by us. They were short blue hooded people, the hoods causing a black shadow to cover their faces. Behind them was a short, chubby man wearing a bright yellow suit, green fain boots, and thick glasses.

When they passed us the man went straight into Mr. Tall's van - not bothering to knock or anything..

"Whats wrong?" Darren asks.

"He.... It.... That's Mr. Tiny.