Back at the Guild, Skan had a few hours of rest to think things over. Teron was right. He should apologize to him tommorow. But Skan still didn't like people to die. Not at such a young age.
Skan's sudden laugh held no mirth. He was eighteen, younger than Thom, Teron, and Neisemeisho. Speaking of OTHERS being too young...
But it was the truth. People should die in bed, old, with relatives all gathered around. Not because MEN wanted to dig somewhere! That must be the STUPIDEST thing to kill over! Was it all worth it?
As if sensing Skan wanted companionship, Raptor cralwed up to lay on his shoulder. His head rested on the other shoulder, and his eyes gazed up at Skan's.
Skan decided that a walk in the woods would do him good. He tugged on his voat tight, and put Raptor in the pile of cushions he slept in while at the Guild. Skan locked the door behind him
The Guild's hallways were dark and empty now. The senior staff didn't live in the Guild, but everyone else did if they didn't have a house, in rooms of two with bunkmates of their choice. This meant that Thom, Teron, and Nisemeisho were all at home.
Skan stopped to read on of the quotes, written in black on the tan walls, one that came from Mustadio Bunanza. "A gun is a barrel, in which a 'bullet' is propelled at high speed with gun powder." Skan actually did have Mustadio's gun, which was said to shoot lightning itself. Shows how much changes through the years. However, the gun was rusted beyond repair. It was at Skan's home, in a glass box on display, with the highest level of security possible in his house gaurding it. Despite it's lack of usefullness, it had cost Skan a small fortune.
As he walked down the hallway, Skan rubbed his red whip. hese belonged to Bartholomew Fatima, an ancinet king and warrior, and Skan's other hero.
Through years of keeping them in good condition, and occasionally replacing the leather, it was still useful. It had been handed down through the generations, but Skan had no idea where his mother could possible have gotten it.
Skan unlocked the Guild's doors, and locked them again behind him. Then he walked into the Windor Forest.
Windor was the kingdom in which Skan resided. Led by the powerful and charismatic Razynne Hizashino, it was still very small, with only several dozen citizens, but growing extremley quickly. However, Windor wasn't his destination. It's woods, however, were.
Unknowing of a future danger, Skan began to whistle as he walked into the woods at a brisk pace.
Luren watched the blue haired man walk into the forest. He was in human form now, but soon, Luren was a wolf. He howled, and dozens more answered. Sono, Luren and his friend Burn would add yet another to their numbers.
Skan shuddered at the howl. Wolves? Coyotes? Well, they were both relatively scared of men, and if the were still bold enough to attack, Skan would scare them with his gun. No killing.
Several more howls answered, and Skan stopped in his tracks. What the hell...?
The attack was swift. A wolf lept from a bush. Skan hit the ground quickly as the wolf flew over him. Skan could feel the wind from its movement. Skan shot in the air, and the wolf snorted-snorted!-then growled.
"You must do better than that, human!" And again it pounced at Skan. Skan was too startled to move. The thought, the speaking, those red eyes...
Werewolves!!
Skan was saved by a purple fireball hammering into the wolf from the side, in mid air, knocking it several feet to the ground. Smoke rose from it's body where is had been struck. Skan rolled to the side, though he didn't need to, and brought out his only weapond to use against these beasts: a silver chakram. It was shaped into a tight 'S', and there was barely enough space in the middle for Skan's hand to grasp. Skan saw another wolf's eyes from a bush, and hurled the weapon skillfully. It would return to his hand if it missed.
But it didn't. It struck the wolf in the head, and it gave a final howl before falling to the ground. Skan choked. Damn! Did killing have to be EVERYWHERE!?
Another wolf tackled Skan from behind, knoking him down. Skan's head hit a rock, and his final thought was seeing two wolves growling in front of him.
A red haired woman came to his aide. The only weapon she seemed to bear was a Ken 'Oh, a bracelet and ring connected by two unbreakable, though thin, chains. It pulsed white once, and thunder rained down, striking into the wolves with amazing accuracy.
The woman raised her hand, and the Ken 'Oh pulsed again. A silver katana appeared in her hand. Therer were several more wolves stalking and surrounding her, but she showed absolutely no fear. The woman teleported, but with no light or smoke to mark her dissappearence. One minute she stood next to Skan, the next, she was behind a wolf. She slashed out with her katana, catching the wolf in the leg. Then, she teleported again, in front of another wolf, and the katana flashed to show blood. She repeated this teleport and slash maneuver over and over, seemingly in random positions and random wolves. Soon, in a matter of only seconds, only two wolves still survived, and they quickly ran away. In seperate directions.
The woman held her hands to her side in a position as if she were holding a two foot invisible sphere. The Ken 'Oh pulsed blue once, and a smal marble sized sphere floated in the middle of what the woman 'held'. With several more pulses of the Ken 'Oh, it filled her grasp, and she threw the blue, lightning pulsing ball towards a wolf. It exploded on impact, and a shockwave tore through the trees. The woman created a shield to protect herself and Skan. The last wolf should have been hit by the shockwave, but she had more important things to take care of.
The red haired woman knelt by Skan, murmering his name. When he didn't respond, she touched his forehead. With a few pulses of the Ken 'Oh, he opened his eyes and groaned, holding his head. The woman smiled and handed him his chakram. "Drop something, Skan?"
"Kitra!" cried Skan. Kitra grinned. "It's great to see you! Thank you! But...Kit, what're you doing her? Looking for blue hiared Guild owners in distress to save?"
Kitra's grin dissappeared as she chewed her underlip. "Ummm...I lost something....A ring..."
Skan looked at her left hand. Yep, her wedding ring. He pretended not to notice, it'd probably be embarassing. "Yeah, I'll help you!"
Luren hurt. His back leg had been broken by that red haired womans spell...but he was alive! He would heal, then seek out his revenge!
He cursed at the blue haired man. That boy had killled his best friend and mentor! He WOULD avenge Burn!
He winced when his paw stepped on something sharp. Instantly he was human, picking up what his foot found. A ring...? Ah, well, it was worth keeping. Looked like diamond! Then he would heal, and he WOULD kill those two! Especially the blue haired man!
"I can feel it," Kitra said. She pointed East. Well, East northeast, but Skan didn't say that. He learned REAL fast that pointing out stupid things like that makes you like a nerd. But he could never stop THINKING that.
"Let's go, then!" Skan said instead.
"W-What the-? Wait. It's going south now!" Kitra had a look of outright surprise on her face. Rings don't just walk away!
Skan groaned. "That means somone has it! Kit, if we have to fight for it, please don't kill anyone!"
Kitra grinned. "I can't promise you that Skan!" Skan knew she was joking, so ignored her. He began walking south, and she walked beside him.
"How's Cloud?" Skan asked conversationally. Cloud was Kitra's husband.
Kitra smiled at nothing. "Oh, he's fine. He broke a leg fighting an immortal demon." that caused Skan to blink-but he wants to hunt more as if nothing happaned! It isn't his Sabal Day!" Skan had no idea what a Sabal was, but knew Cloud must be GOOD. He and Nisemeisho together fought a demon like that once, they are called Archaic Demons actually, and won literally by pure luck. "How's Siveran?" Kitra asked, smiling.
Skan supressed a scowl. You'd think by her smile that she knew that they broke up last week. Maybe she did. "Ah, I wouldn't know anymore," Skan said, scratching the back of his neck.
Kitra opened her mouth, either to tease or comfort, but Skan interupted her. "I think we're here!" For there was a hole in a hill. Did a little man, a hobbit or gnome or halfing live here?
Skan bent to his hands and knees and crawled in. There was a growl suddenly, and red eyes shone. Skan couldn't see anything else. He reached in his coat for a flare, and when light filled the tunnel, Skan saw a furry, wolf headed man.
A were wolf!!
Skan ducked low, and the small oounce of the wolf carried him over to Kitra, knocking her down. She screamed, and Skan twisted around. His gythka flew, just as the wolf looked back at Skan, his obvious target. As he did so, the gythka sliced through the wolf, creating a large scratch from the right collar bone up to his right temple. It howled in pain as Skan caught the gythka, and something fell from it's hands as it sped out the tavern on all fours. Running with a painful limp, the hybrid turned into a man with a caot like Skan's, though a dark shade of gray. He turned his head, showing a dark haired man with a hooked nose, and roared at Skan:
"I am Luren, and I will be the one to kill you!!"
Skan ignored it. "Kit! Are you OK?"
Kitra sat up. Even SHE could be frightened enough to tremble, it seems. Well, a werewolf snapping at your face would scare anyone, really.
"I'm fine...It, it didn't scratch me." Kitra went instanlty from scared to concerned. "Skan! It was after you! Be careful, do you hear me Skandranon Rashkae Erreden!" Skan nodded. Woman! Geez! Why do they have to use your full name like that? And why does it always work?
"Hey, Kit, look!" said Skan, picking up what Luren dropped. "Your we- your ring!"
Kitra put it back on smoothly. "Thank you!"
Skan grinned. "I have to head back to the Engineers Guild. I'm guessing you want to go home?"
Kitra looked at Skan with mock severity. "Yeah, but you might need a gaurd. I'll escort you out!"
Skan grinned. "OK, you do that!"
Luren grinned from underneath the buch, on top of the hill. Skandranon Rashkae Erreden. The Engineers Guild. Or 'Skan, and 'The Guild'. He had all he needed!
Oh, Skan would pay. They girl could wait, but Skan would pay dearly.
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