It was a huge black, wolf! His savage gaze was fixated on my helpless figure, saliva dripping down from his mouth showing his deadly teeths. I wanted to stand up and run, run as fast as I could, as far as I could, but my body didn't have any intention of moving, so I sat there, frozen, watching my own reaper in front of me. The other two wolves closed in. I could feel the sensation of dying right now, when your body just didn't want to fight any longer and your mind humbly accepted the request. Your life flashing dramatically in front of your eyes like a fast forward film. Maybe, this was the end...I closed my eyes as the black wolf leaped on me.
[Soul Manipulation: Blood Style -Blood shot!! ]
I heard a voice shout from a distance and suddenly a fast "swishh"- sound filled the air. I slowly opened my eyes and was dead-surprised to witness that gigantic black lying still on the ground! Dead! Shot to death. The other wolves seemed as startled as I was. They immediately left the place, their heels over their heads. I turned to my right and saw a tall man standing there with his one hand raised, forming a gun with his fingers.
'Did he only use his fingers' I thought.
He walked towards me. He was wearing half sleeves even in this chilly cold. From his broad shoulders, his biceps curved like low hills over which veins popped out like bolts of lighting. His hair was coal-black while his eyes were flame-red. But from his short hairs, pointy ears stood like horns. Wait, is he an alien?
"Can you stand up? " He asked, not in a very rude way but not exactly gentle. I stood up, my legs were still wobbling with cold. He helped me stand. But it was still a tough job for me to walk. The man sensed this and pulled me over his rock-hard shoulder. He didn't seem to mind the mud which was sticking on my clothes.
" Hey!! What are you doing? " I cried.
"This way you won't hinder my speed... " He replied shortly in his deep rough voice.
"Can you take me to a house nearby, my friend should be there. I need to find him? " I requested. But he never replied. "Can I know your name? " I asked but the reply was his unchanging footsteps. So I let myself be silenced as well. I was still hanging on his shoulders. Though, being hanged like that felt a bit uncomfortable, I honestly embraced the warmth his body and his thick, bare arms provided me with. The warmth was like a flame of matchstick in the snowfall. We walked like that for about fifteen minutes and just when I was feeling sleepy he pulled me down.
"We are here.. "He declared.
I looked around and in front of me stood the same house where I had probably spent my last night, the house where Elliot should be now. I turned back. I caught the man looking at me but as soon as he saw my face, he turned away.
"I am really thankful for your help sir and also thank you for saving me from those wolves back there. "I thanked him, subtly bowing my head.
"It's Ryker.... "He muttered almost as an after thought.
" Huh?? " I said, a bit puzzled.
"Never mind... " He said. Suddenly, I heard a running sound and was surprised to find Elliot hugging me as soon as I turned back.
"You really scared the shit out of me, you know? " He said, his voice a bit rough. I didn't need a second thought to realise that he had been crying.
"You think you were any less brutal to me? " I declared. And we both fell into a tearful laugh. It's hard to describe how that simple hug can give me such a homely feeling. After all, in a way Elliot was kind of a brother to me..
"First tell me, how did you get all this mud over yourself..." Elliot asked after pulling away from the hug. His eyes were still a bit swollen.
"You won't believe what happened to me, I fell into a mud pit looking for you and I was even attacked by three wolves in the forest. But this guy behind me saved me" I explained. Elliot looked at my finger and then to me. "Who?? "
I turned back but there was no one to be seen.
"Alright! We need to to talk. We are in a huge trouble here.. " Elliot changed the topic.
"Yeah! There are actually I need to clear up. First tell me where are we exactly? " I asked, going with the flow of words.
"That's the complicated part. " Elliot declared.
I raised my eyebrows in confusion.
"First let's get you cleaned."Elliot added before signalling me to follow him and turned to walk towards the house. I stood there alone for a moment.
"Ryker...."I muttered to myself before following Elliot.
Elliot Eves is pulled into a strange realm of Magical Creatures and Elf sorcerers. He is the first 'Pathseeker'( ones who can travel freely between the four realms of Existence) in the last five hundred years. For the beings here, his blood is far more precious than his life itself.
Even in this living mess, there is a ray of hope. An Elf is there beside him. The feeling he has only by a glimpse of him makes his heart to pound leaps and bounds. Is this love? Then, who is this guy with shadows surrounding him, who comes so often in his dreams and stares at him with those longingly eyes.
What if fates bind you to someone darker? Someone you can never dream of loving? What is love anyway? Is true love just a myth or reality? Can love really bind two souls for eternity? Or it's as fragile a life itself. And what dark secrets do the fates have for these Pathseekers?
"To die for someone is easy my friend, to live for someone is the harder part. And I chose both for the same person."
-A quote from the novel
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Warning : The content may contain some mature contents(16+)
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