"You're running from me now little Lycan?!", Probes Benson as Hewlett runs a bit ahead of me.
Trees blur as my eyes dot around looking for anywhere to hide. I can't fight him!-
"Yori!", Hewlett shouts as I run beside him. "I can not keep up the nkundu-nkundu(twister) barrier I put up from this distance- We jump out far from each other as a tree immediately flies by between us. "He's already through!" Hewlett stops.
I stop a few arms behind him and throw Master's grimoire into a bush. "I don't think we can fight him", I pull his shoulder to face me, "Hewlett!...I'm afraid!". Hewlett turns away and runs towards Benson.
"Wait!", I'm so stupid but I want....Hewlett looks back, "I'll fight with you"....I want to help you.
He nods. "The plan is not to win", We start running towards Benson together. "Yori you need to turn again and lean into that power", Hewlett slaps his hands together letting out an echoing gust from his hands pushing Benson far back and crashing into the cart again. "That is the best way to be a lycan", He says exhaustedly.
I look up to where Benson landed, "Got it".
"Don't worry about me, I can make sure you don't push yourself too far".
A loud roar bursts through the air as Benson stands up from the cart debris. I feel my breath start to quicken again.
The ground thuds as he gets on all fours. His large muscular body has separations of scars between pieces of black fur even on his snout. Black smoke. It's coming out of his mouth too!
I plant my feet into the ground to stop myself from running. I focus, my senses feel even sharper now than ever before. I can even hear Hewlett's heartbeat increasing. But all I hear coming from Benson is a sizzling sound.
I try to steady my heart, as Benson scopes Hewlett and I. His red eyes beaming as if reaching into us.
He bolts for me, I hold up my arms to block. "Egghhh!", My hands barely hold together, I notice a breeze between Benson and I. It must be Hewlett.
Benson grins and his red eyes light up, "You're teaming up with a faith puppet?", his voice rumbles at a hellish depth. He points at Hewlett, "Come at me! The both of Ya!".
He covers his hand on his left eye. Blood gushes out of it . It's Hewlett.
I thrust a knee into his stomach. he knocks it off course with his right palm before it reaches and tries to hit my face with his backhand. I block it.
The force pushes me back.
Benson tries to go for me again.
Hewlett gets in his way with a gale slash from his feet, Benson leans back barely dodging it.
Benson's left hand explodes into a palm strike aiming for Hewlett's face.
I jump high to intercept them.
Hewlett splits down, dodging the strike and swipes at his feet, tilting Benson off-balance to the left and into a readied fist to the side from him.
Wind gushes behind Hewlett's fist pushing Benson upward further as I reach allowing me to double kick him into the ground.
He holds my leg upon landing and tosses me opposite Hewlett. I tumble but manage to just get grazed.
Hewlett throws himself into a punch, Benson rolls out of the way, quickly stands and lunges at him.
Hewlett claps but Benson places his hand between Hewlett's and grips at his right hand. I run towards them.
Think, think , think. I need to transform.
Benson pulls Hewlett into a headbutt. It lands.
He looks roughed up but not what I expected. He's probably using his wind barrier to dampen the hit like he did for me.
Benson hits Hewlett's face with a side elbow but still holds on to his arm.
I won't let what happened to me happen to him.
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I could have easily blocked this black lycan's attack if I had all of my energy...but, I went ahead and healed Yori.
Someone who did not feel pressured to tell me, a Pillar of The Faith, his name after I had given him mine. But despite knowing so little about him, I felt so glad, so happy in myself, for this accursed soft voice that no one can hear. That he heard.
Yori could hear me even when I spoke under my breathe but never called me rude for it or treated me like a weirdo. "I hate that he is taller than me or that he can sleep and snore so loudly", I look up to the large-psycho black lycan.
"What are you on about?", His grip on my wrist feels tighter.
"I hate how he trusted me so easily despite telling him nothing but my name".
I feel the psycho lycan's punch dig into my stomach. I cough out. It burns.
I could have chosen to not help him out at all from the very beginning. I would have been drinking tea back at headquarters where everybody can not hear me.
I feel so light headed.
Where...everyone complains about how I speak. Stuff Yori did not care to mention to my face. So if he can walk out of this alive. Then I did my job, for the first time, I did my job and I liked it.
"Show him I am not wrong...Yorrriii!", I liked my job for the first time, even if all I could save was one naïve lycan.
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I want to save Hewlett. I have to save him!
A burning rush floods through my body; as my hand reaches out in a fist, I hear the bones in my mouth breaking and stretching out into a snout. My fist grows larger as my hair gets fuller and darker going along my arms.
I punch Benson as hard as I can with the full force of the momentum I built up running here. He puts his strength into withstanding it.
I feel canines growing out of my snout.
I push harder, "Let. Him. Goooo!", punching him far away into trees with fire covering his body.
I can feel my mind slipping away, good thing Hewlett managed to slip away from his grip. But he's unconscious .
My vision fogs into a dark grey, I shake my head. I feel something shoot and whip around at the end of my spine.
An involuntary howl escapes me. "I'll noooot run wild!".
I grab Hewlett in my arms and make a run for it. I make a stop where I threw Master's grimoire. The trees are on fire, we have to get out of here.
As I grab it, my vision floods grey again.