EPISODE 2

I ran into a hut, long forgotten hut I guess, made from hay and sticks that were tied together firmly, with plant ropes.

As I got into the hut, panting heavily, I gripped onto my throbbing chest, as I tried to catch my breath.

"It has been a long run and I guess this place will make a good comfort for the night." I thought, and walked quietly and slowly pass the dried sticks that creaked as I stepped on them.

I pushed the God knows how long old door open, and peep from the little space that was created, as I pushed the door more. 

"How come no one stays here and the inside looks this neat and well arranged?" I pondered and stared dumbly at the interior arrangements of the hut, which looked a little bigger from the inside than the outside. 

The door opened fully eventually and my right foot went in first. Then I peeped a little closer as I pushed my head forward and held the door knob tightly, "just in case someone lives here." I thought again and walked out of the house, looked around sternly and strictly; I felt relieved. A little, as I took a deep breath. 

And confidently, with a little amount of fear, I entered the house and behind me, the door shut itself. 

"Wait.. what?" I bothered, my heart throbbed more than the first time, and a grave silence followed the bang from the door.

I just stood there like a figurine, wouldn't dare to flinch.

"Grrrrh..." a low snarl interrupted the silence and I wheeled back to gaze upon what was the source of it. 

A large wolf stood behind me, with its blazing eyes staring right into my cold face. I haven't seen anything of such in my whole life.

A huge wolf, twice the size of my father's wolf. 

It snapped at me and bazed me for some minutes and then, it shifted into a being.

A human!

"S... si... sir." I stuttered as I startled, maintaining my position as he walked, slowly, circling me with his hand held behind him, and his long, well brushed black minced with white hair, make reflections of the light that came in through the window and darkened as he walked back into the shadows and danced to the wind, still walking around me. 

He halted abruptly, and brought his hands forward, letting go of the violet coat he was wearing, that his hands ruffled as he held his hands backwards again.

"Wow, you are a little girl." he paused and looked down at me once again with a smirk and scoffed. "It's been long since I saw a little werewolf wandering around here. And if I may ask, kid," he stopped a while and crouched down, stared right into my eyeballs, "what brought you here?" He asked and I remained dumb and shaky, as his baritone frightened the hell outta me.

"Moon goddess, please save me." I mumbled and blacked out.

 AFTER AN HOUR.  

I sipped the warm tea he gave me, as I sat on his bed at the edge, made from oak trees. Quickly, I adjusted as his footsteps approached and his sandals visualized from under the almost ripped apart curtain that was at the entrance of a room; a dark one, from my point of view. His full body ensued.

"Wow! You're awake." he said with a grin on his face and he placed the napkin he was using to rub his palms to get rid of the water he had on them, which was obvious because he didn't do it well.

"Yes." I puttered and took another sip of the tea.

"I'm sorry for the not okay welcome you experienced earlier. My name is Erl; Erl Reyhound." he said with a smile on his face.

"Oh my goodness, the great Erl..!" I thought and my face glowed with a touch of nervousness. Erl only was the name I heard of... and now I am seeing my hero in front of me. And out of curiosity, I hugged him tightly and called him "my hero."

"Whoa! No, I'm not my brother. Erl the great is my young brother, who died fighting and his death made me become this." he looked around the hut and spread his arm gesticulating. "Alll of these.." and then he turned back to me, walked up to me and sat beside me, which made the bed sunk in and made me lose my balance a little. "My brother, Erl Tyrie, was born with more supernatural abilities than just being a werewolf. Well, he used it for good and he was later betrayed by one of his men who long for the post of an Alpha." he exhaled sharply and continued. "Thank Goddess I could run the fastest, and that was how I escaped into this place. Waiting for the prophecy."

"Prophecy…? What prophecy?" I looked up at him and asked.

"The prophecy of the one werewolf who will be born in Balbrigga. She or he would deliver us from the tyrants called Dojras."

"Dojras..? I've heard the name before.. from my mother. She was killed by one of them and my town was torn apart and burnt by them as well." My weary eyes couldn't hold back the tears that rolled down my cheeks, and I bowed gently in sobriety and sorrow.

"I'm sorry kid." He said and placed my head on his chest and ruffled my hair gently to pet me, but the pain and sorrow didn't leave me. 

I felt the pain coursing through my blood and veins, and I felt a great pain and darkness as I pondered over the incident.

"It's okay." He consoled as he continued to pet me, running his palm on my gently skin. 

It worked as the pain reduced, and the darkness in me that crave for revenge, left me. He raised my head gently as I sobbed.

"Wait, what is this?"

"What?" I asked him softly and sobbed some more.

"Your eyeballs..." He stared at me for a period of time and held my face upright "they glow. Just like my brother's."

"Erl Tyrie?" I asked, innocently.

"Yes, Tyrie. His eyeballs also glowed when he had not learned the use of his inner powers, which he possessed."

"Wow, what!" I exclaimed. Happy, sad and surprised. There was a mixture of feelings going through my brain and even when I hadn't grasped all he was saying, well enough "I can also be like my hero" I thought and felt happy. 

We were startled when we heard rattling from far away and near.

"They know you are alive and they will be here any minute kid." Reyhound grabbed me and in a flash I'm already behind him, on his back.

"My name is Beck." I said, grumbling as he held me tight.

"Okay Beck. It's time to run. They already know of your powers, and I'm certain. And the tyrants won't stop until they get hold of you which I won't let happen. So hold on to me and learn." He went to the other door, but didn't open it and instead, opened up a dungeon that was not obvious, for a first timer. He grabbed an axe, made from silver and apparently heavy, as he grunt while grabbing it. I only sat in his back, holding him tight and watch him pick things we were going to eat on the way. He jumped into the dungeon and closed the cover and then, we kept running through one of the tunnels.