Rejected!!

Before the rejection

        Growing up was hard, I was never shown love or affections, just constant abuse mentally and physically from the pack and unlike everyone else in the pack I was never allow to go to school, just clean the pack house get an ass wopping and then send back to the little shack almost at the edge of the pack where most rogues are located to do away with my life far from everyone line of sight.

      During my years of growing up I have to steel my crumbling soul until it reach the point were I would wonder 'do I really have a soul'. Ever since I was kick out here to die at the tender age of ten, the time a little one is to be shown love, be protected and care for by a family, I was out here all alone fending for my self. At the age of twelve I could have been a pro athlete from all the running the rogues put me through, the top hunter in the pack cause I could hunt way better than anyone in the pack as this was the only way I could get dinner since the pack didn't feed me and a head warrior for the training and fighting I have to do in order to survive on a daily bases, sometimes I wonder if the rogues take it for fun to pesters me and beat me to the point of exhaustion and near death then leave me to get better them their back at it again, but I thank them in a way cause I see this as part of my training.

    One day while I was walking though the woods around my shack and enjoying nature, I run into a group of rouges who were for my unlikely good luck was just there not looking for trouble if the happy go luck energy was nothing to go by, but just by the little pond drinking some water. As I stand there in the dark and observe the group I come to a realization that they where a family of five not noticing it was actually six. I watch as the little pups run around what I'm assuming was their father, while the other wolf who would most likely be the mother drink some water.

      Feeling dejected the more I watch them have something I'm longing for, I decided to just go back to my shack as Ares tries his best to comfort me. Turning around only to bump into a beautiful gray alpha wolf, I land on my bum shock wondering how I didn't even notice its presence, but then I remember it was because my focus was else where. Snapping out of my shock state I stand and start side stepping the wolf only to bump into the big wolf the pups was running around earlier. Knowing screaming would be futile since no one care if I die, I decide bowing my head in submission but Ares would not allow it so I stand there awaiting death.

         The Grey wolf shift back into his human form, put on a shorts I didn't notice was tied to its ankle then turn back to me. "What's a kid your age doing out here" the guy ask and from the look of it he is in his late fifty. He sniff the air and then continue, "you're not a rogue but you don't have the scent of a pack either". " I live out here sir" I answer looking him dead in the eyes as Ares sit in the back of my mind observing the whole thing, but the man didn't seems to care or take it as a challenge." what!, why would you be living out here, what kind of heartless pack allows a child to live out in this open danger alone........" as I stand there looking at the man as he ramble on I see that he genuinely care I smile and said "it's okay sir I think been out here is better than being in there where you're surrounded by nothingness" pointing to the pack as glum surround me once again. Then and there I decided its was time to go home. Walking away only to be stop by the old guy not realizing how they were all looking at me in 'shock' and 'sadness' he asked " why don't you come with us" I look at the family and smile " that's sweet of you sir, but we will have to decline" Ares answered and we walk away.

       "Why did you turn them down" I asked Ares. "The mother of those kids eyes said it" he reply, as I remember the look of someone faking sympathy on her face. "Beside who knows, they might be worst than this pack, in here we know what is expected and how to cope, but out there now is another story, I know you long for love and a family but you're too gullible and need to really take the situation we're in more seriously we can't be running to rogues just because they have a family and give off a friendly aura, but don't worry you got me to stop your gulliblness, protect and love you" Ares said and he continue to lecture me as we walk back to the shack as I could only nod my head with a smile as he give me his words of wisdom.

         It was now three month after that encounter with the group of rouge family, and I was limping back home because my family think it was fitting to punish me for what I don't know and now I have a broken arm and fractures in places I didn't know I have. Limping to the shack I smell something or someone but I've smell it somewhere before but couldn't remember where. Opening the door cautiously I see the old man there smiling only for it to drop the second he take in my appearance. He ran over to me and inspect my body, after he was finish he slowly lifting me off the ground and carry me to the little pond in silence and clean me up after much protesting from me and Ares.

         After the bath he went into the forest and then come back with some plants that I have seen before and I watch careful as he crush them and apply them to my body. He then carrying me back home and after much searching he find two piece of old clothes in the corner that was okay and put them on me, then ly me down on the grass and straw bed I patch up but from the way it feel he did something to it to make it more comfy. We stayed there in uncomfortable silence until he decide to break it, "what happen" he asked calmly " the usual" I reply bored, I look up to see him shaking his head and look at me sadly then did something I was unfamiliar with, he embrace me in a warm hug to the best of his ability and for the first time in my twelve years of living me and Ares break down.

        I cry my heart out telling him all I've been though. The dejection, hatred and loneliness I have tolerate from the day my mother past, not really caring if he'll leave or us it against me , I just had to let it out. After a good 2hrs of confession and crying I then pass out in his arms.

It was now four years later and during that time, since he couldn't take me away from this pack because me and Ares was dead set on staying, we fear the unknown more than anything and we're both too young and not strong enough that why Ares can't heal me most of the time. So he did the next best thing he trained me to fight in different styles with different techniques in both human and wolf form; hence he's the only person who has even seen Ares and was shock since red wolf was rare even so than a white wolf. He also show me how to crush and applied medical and scent canceling plant, how to read and even give me some new cloth I use to make clothing, after teaching me how to so.

       During all this time I was still going to the pack to do my chores as payment to stay on pack land and was still getting bullied by my siblings, the alpha son and his friends and other pack members. They would spit hateful, venomous words at me follow by a few punch and kicks, but I know hitting back would only spell lethal for me, so for the hell of it I cope with the bruises that will be gone just as fast as them by the end of the day, as well as the meat and other things I can sneak out of their , after all I deserve it.*hmph munching on pickled deer meat*

      I was now sixteen years old and know everything the old man could teach who was named Jax Pryce Junior and his wolf name was Odysseus. They were like a father to us and I will forever be grateful. Not having anything more to teach, it was time to say goodbye. That day was the second time Jax had seen me cried. Even though I was tough on the outside and endure his harsh training (the man was pure evil, he beat me worst than the pack and rogues combine), I was still a little boy on the inside longing for love, companionship and struggling to stay positive.

     Before he leave he give me a ancient looking map after whispering some words over it and said " this is a precious gift for me to you so anytime you want to go somewhere, free from everything with a new home, a little adventure or both just tell this map here, 'I'm ready', and it will take you to what's yours. Be good and remember " he smile and give me a bone crushing hug and whispered in my ears " someone out here know you and love you for who you are".