Child of War (Tales of Autcrem)

Chapter twenty, just another day in the double H

After a few days, Hensei and Tennsho made it back to camp. The rain had finally stopped after two days. They met no other squads of elves on the way back. Hensei told Tennsho all about them. Tennsho told him he had heard of the squad, but it was the only one in the area. Though now that the entire squad was killed and Rooshra being the lone survivor, they should be getting out of the area since more squads would be on their way.

Hensei was met with open arms when they walked into camp. His little squad was on him in seconds. Tackling him to the ground in one big dogpile. They all were shouting and yelling and saying things he didn't understand. He felt better as he was engulfed in their warm embrace. He barely heard the things they were saying as he rose, and they shoved him around as he walked further into camp. He had never seen Baz with such a big smile, Bat with such a joyful face. Mull was saying some load of crap that probably didn't make any sense. Caddick sniffed his hands in relief. Konshu just smiled happily and Dale was similar. Gav was the only one that didn't tackle him or shove him around. He stood further from the rest and spun a knife around in his hands as he followed them in. No smile grew on his face, no words of joy left his lips, but he seemed to have some flicker of happiness in his eyes.

Sarg walked over with a big grin on his face of a relieved father and Nosh of that of a big brother. Sarg gave him a tight hug by wrapping his arm around his head and pulling him in. Nosh rustled his hair with his hand. They gave him warm words of welcome. So did the rest of the Steel Dogs as they came out to greet him. It was a warm welcome that almost made him forget of his former sorrows.

They didn't celebrate long because Tennsho wanted them to move out in a hurry. He didn't want to engage any enemy squads, so after their little reunion, they made for friendly territory. After this, they had more of a celebration for the return of their lost ally. It was a loud night with a lot of drinking for the older ones and a little for the younger ones, at least those foolish enough to not fear the hangover of the next morning.

Hensei woke the next morning without a problem. Baz woke with a groan because he decided to join Mull and Bat in their drinking, he was easily per pressured. Gav, however, woke with easy for not being so foolish. Hensei laughed at Baz's endless groans of pain.

"Shut up," He said, rolling over. "Just let me take a nap so I can get rid of this headache."

"You just woke up."

"Sounds like a perfect time for a nap," Baz said, going back to sleep.

"I don't really know how to respond to that," Hensei said, scratching his head. He got dressed and made sure his little translator was still in his pack. It was his only memento from the monastery. He went out of the tent, squinting as the sun attempted to pierce his eyes with blinding rays of light. He walked to a barrel full of water for washing and splashed his face awake. He heard footsteps behind him.

"Morning, Hensei." Captain Tennsho said as he splashed his face.

"Morning Captain," Hensei said, moving over a little.

"Can you get everybody up, we've got to move out in two hours."

"Two hours?" Hensei said, looking up at the captain. Even when just waking up, he had a face of steel demeanor.

"We've got another mission. They need a stronghold taken."

"A strong one?"

"Not compared to us."

"Just another day in the Double H Division," Hensei said, stretching as he stepped back from the barrel.

"Just another day in the Double H Division," Tennsho said, looking into the water.

This would be the beginning of so much more. One might say far too much more. A journey of pain and agony. Of death and despair. A tale of a boy who lives in war and prevailed in bloodshed. A tale that would intertwine with so many others.

So, they left for another mission. Tennsho began training Hensei on his own from time to time, and he began to grow stronger and stronger. They grew stronger together and accomplished more missions. The Gray Hounds squad were already famous for Tennsho Steelheart was its captain, but its name became more known as the so-called "Demon Children," became a famous name. The so-called head of them, "The White Demon," was even becoming known among the enemy armies. So, they lived like they always did. With another mission, another day, another week, another month. Just another life in the Double H Division.

The end.

Closing words.

Thanks, everyone, for reading this. I hope you enjoyed it. I will begin releasing my next story in this world pretty soon here. Not sure how this Wattpad stuff will go, but I hope I can look back on this five years from now and think it went pretty well. Keep your eyes open for Prodigy. It's not a sequel to this but another debut of one of my many characters in this world. If you guys enjoyed this one I think you'll enjoy that one a lot, I think my writing gets better with each story. Give me a follow if you want to stay up to date with my stuff. Also, voting would be cool too. See you all at the next one, later.