Everyday means everyday: Untamed fanfiction

Chapter 12: The Journey

The next two days seemed to pass by like a breeze and soon, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were preparing to meet up with Jiang Cheng, Jin Ling and Ouyang Zizhen. They had invited Huiasang, but he had quickly come up with an excuse to not be included, claiming he had very important business to attend to, though Wei WuXian suspected he just had a deep fear of wolves. Sizhui and Jingyi begged to come along and assist them, despite Zewu-jun, Wei WuXian and Lan Qiren warning them of how dangerous it would be. In the end, they gave in to the pleas after Lan Wangji pointed out that it would be a very good experience for them. They begin heading north toward Lanling. They took a short-cut and as they headed into a particular dense part of the forest, a low growling could be heard from the treeline. Everyone froze in their tracks. Wei WuXian grips his flute while Jingiy, Sizhui, Xichen, and Wangji unsheathe their swords. Zewu-jun nudge the juniors so that they were inside flanked by himself, Lan Wangji,and Wei WuXian. A dark shape suddenly jumps from the trees, aiming right towards the unprotected side of the juniors. Wei WuXian spins around and jabs his flute straight into the flank of the creature, sending it flying to the ground stunned.

"A wolf!" Jingyi gasps, trying not to show how scared he was.

"Why is it here? Did it follow us back to Gusu?" Sizhui demands.

"I didn't notice anything following us." Zewu-jun responds, his sword pointed at the creature as it struggles to its feet.

"It's masking its presence with strong demonic energy." Lan Wangji says.

"How is that possible? I never heard of demonic energy being able to possess animals." Wei WuXian mutters.

"Maybe you haven't tried it yet, Master Wei." Jingyi responds
"Why would I-," Wei WuXian stops speaking as the wolf lunges again. Instantly, Lan Wangji slices down his sword. As his sword collides with the wolf's neck, it disintegrates into black smoke, flies away and begins reshaping again. This time the wolf howls and more wolves appear from the woods.

"What the hell." Wei WuXian mutters. Despite being the founder of demonic cultivation, this was something totally unheard of or perhaps like Jingyi said, he hadn't dove deep enough into harnessing its power in this way. Of course, he had never intended to use demonic cultivation for evil purposes. Whoever was behind this was.

Being surrounded by all sides now, Wei WuXian wanted to use Chenqing to try to control the wolves, but he was hesitant. What if the master of these wolves manipulates the music like in the past? And hurts the people I love again. Looking at the people around him, he wanted nothing more than to protect them and couldn't bear the thought of them being hurt. He didn't want to lose another one of his family when he just found himself a new one. He puts away ChenQing and takes out his sword instead. Although it wasn't Suibian, it would suffice. They begin taking down the wolves one by one. However the more they killed, the more appeared. Sizhui and Jingyi were fighting back to back, despite their spiritual energy dwindling on them as the wolves kept coming. Suddenly Jingyi stumbles backwards. Instantly, Sizhui turns to support him, but as he does so, a wolf lunges towards his leg. Wei WuXian turns, trying to get to him but more wolves surround him, slowing him down. As he struggles to kill them all, he watches with helpless eyes as a wolf closes in on his son.

Then from a far away distance, an arrow embeds itself into the wolf's neck, killing it instantly, its body falling to the ground with a thud. Wei WuXian looks in the direction the arrow came and sees a young boy in yellow robes running towards them, bow and arrow in his hands. Jin Ling!

Jin Ling hurries to Sizhui's side, helping him to his feet.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"he demands.

"I'm okay..thanks to you, Jin Ling." Sizhui smiles at him.

"Enough talk! We're here to fight, aren't we?" Another voice, gruff and annoyed, came from the distance. Several Jiang Clan and Jin Clan disciples follow close behind him.