As Duiguid is pursued by a group of bounty hunters, he reminisces about how he got into this situation to begin with. As always the strange bracelet around his arm led him into some strange area that turned out to be a trap. Though this has happened more than once, he still follows the direction given, in hopes that it might lead him to some other link of his past. A gunshot is fired. Aggravated, Duiguid lashes out with a surge of energy. “Blatant Wolf!” He attacks, killing one of the hunters and only three now remain. Realizing that they may not acquire their target, the hunters resort to their last skilled tactic. “We must not fail Wye!” said one of the hunters. “It’ll be death if we do.” He looked at his fellow hunters and they nodded in agreement. Using their stealth foot to quickly gain the best position, they begin the assault.
“TRI-GUN-SHOT.” They fire their ultimate technique. Duiguid scoffs at these fools for thinking that such a weak technique could hurt him.
He stopped skillfully and ducked towards a tree, which the bullets of the hunters scared. The hunters stopped halfway as they saw that their move had missed. Duiguid grinned. “Eternal Rage of the Black Wolf!” Duiguid released a surge of powerful energy that took on the shape of a wolf, the attack hurdling towards the now scared hunters. They tried to run but it was pointless, the energy wrapping itself around them to prevent all means of escape. It was all over in mere seconds. As Duiguid watches the smoldering remains, he reminds himself that even their will to hunt him down was only for survival. “My will is not for survival, but for want”. A sudden flash of lightning interrupts his daydreaming and upon looking he realizes an approaching storm. “Looks like I better find shelter”. As he seeks shelter he is unaware that someone somewhere is watching him.
“It seems that he has gotten stronger”. Being a bit troubled by this the watcher makes a quick decision. “I will report this to Master, since wind is almost useless against him. I myself am troubled by this discovery”. At that moment another voice is heard. “Why Wye, afraid of being killed before your brother finds you”? Wye turns around. “Humph”! Be careful Winston, you may control the dead but you aren’t exactly dead yourself”! Wye one could have said, wore unique wear, a robe that seemed to be both air and cloth. One moment he had sleeves, and then when his hands were at his side, they would vanish as though they became one with the robe. However, Winston was an odd character who took control of others by taking their skull in battle. He wore purple and black pants, with his upper clad in white and purple body paint. He also wore a very large one on his head, making it impossible to see his real face. Yet from in the confines of that skull, Wye could have sworn he saw Winston smile. “And remember that should you fail you will join them. As the poor excuse for hunters you hired failed, Master has requested Paw’s involvement on the matter. The bio-hunters have already been dispatched. So saying while I report to Master you ready the welcoming party for our guest”. So said Winston summoned an incantation and vanished from within the room.
Wye sighed as he left the confines of his Observation Room. “I must really be losing it if that Meda-human is making sense, but since Paw is on the matter I think that will resume my training.”
The rain was pouring heavily. Luckily for Duiguid there was an Arna nearby, which meant a town or village was close by. As Duiguid sat he looked at the bracelet on his arm. The bracelet was missing a part of its main piece. A gold star. Once again he read the writing; “we will meet again”. He sighed. “Looks like again seems to be a forever”. Duiguid tried to remember who gave him the bracelet but when he tried his head would burn as if on fire. Sensing his emotions a friend came out. The spirit of a wolf. “You know I like to help Duiguid.” said the wolf. This wolf was Duiguid’s spirit conscience, a materialization of his emotions combined with energy. Almost everyone has one, but not everyone can control them. “I know,” said Duiguid “but you guys only remember what we do”.
BINABASA MO ANG
Genesis
FantasyIn the shattered remnants of a lost world. A Lycanthrope with no memory seeks out the purpose of his existence.