The Septic Wolf

The Wendigo

Nate walked through the tunnel, soon realizing that the 'demon vision' Chaill gave him was also a sort of night vision. He had no need for a torch, which was lucky because he had nothing of the sort. Soon the tunnel of the cave came to an end, which was a large, room-like cavern. There was a large bed in the center of the room but there were no humans to be found. Except for one who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a creepy smile plastered on his face. He had white hair that was an ashy gray. He had deep, blue eyes that were so dark they almost looked purple. He also wore a dark red sweater that was about a size too big for him.

The person inhaled deeply and sighed with content, turning to look at Nate.
"My, my... How... Tasty you look.." He said, standing up slowly. Nate stiffened. Judging by the drool seeping out of his mouth, Nate wasn't entirely sure what he actually meant by "tasty." But, when he unsheathed a butcher's knife, Nate concluded he meant tasty as in food. The person's eyes glowed a deep purple-maroon color and he slowly walked towards Nate. Oh, great, a Wendigo. Just what he needed.

Now, other people might have stayed and fought but Nate was not that kind of person- he was logical. He turned and ran out the way he came, hearing the Wendigo start to give chase. Adrenaline fueled him and he felt 10x faster. He bolted out of the entrance, ignoring the guards yelling at him and ran down the path that led down the mountain. He could hear Chaill yell after him and Cerb barking so he slowed down a bit, realizing how much his legs burned. He stopped and turned, seeing the pair running down after him and also seeing the guards running after them.

They soon caught up with Nate and kept running, so the musician followed their lead. They ran all the way down the mountain and straight to Nate's old house without stopping. Luckily, they had lost the guards.

"Well, that was a failure.." Nate said, and Chaill sighed sadly in response and agreement. Cerb whined a bit. By now the sun was setting and the moon was about to rise. Chaill yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"You should go to sleep. I don't think I'll be able to, plus I've got Cerb with me." Nate said. The small demon nodded and made his way to the bedroom he had claimed.

The moon had risen and Nate had no ideas on how to find his family. He gazed up at the full, shining moon and his mind wandered to The Septic Wolf. And, as if on cue, the wind howled and burst open the windows, leaves and grass flying in. Nate quickly got up and shut them, placing a chair in front of them to keep them from flying open again. When he went to go sit back down, he noticed something on the floor. He bent down and picked it up.. It was a four leafed clover.

[lets play the game "let's see how many OCs Cas can shove into the story?!" But for real, I hope you enjoyed that short but non-filler chapter!]
Have an epic day, my dudes!