Fated to rule

Friend in need

Meliana spent a lot of time with imprisoned Norrick, who was her new toy to play with. Humans were just a piece of flesh for the lady of despair. Even though she could speak with her children, spiders, the touch, mostly with men, brought her the biggest satisfaction. She tortured them until they begged for mercy and then, after several days, gave them the pleasure of death.

Whole night awake with Meliana by his side, no sign of torturing, wounds or scars could be seen on his body. She just kept whispering him something.

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Gellerion couldn't sleep, knowing the fact his friend and carer is possibly in danger of life. Before saying night wish, Dendrick assured him "Norrick is a skilful warrior, who won't get caught so easily, don't worry." He couldn't know his situation, but still tried to ease boy's worries. 

The child finally fell asleep after several hours of contemplation.

Sitting on his bed, suddenly came to Dendrick´s mind an idea of his friend using the hut in the forest as a temporary overnight stay. I should check it said for himself. Quickly looked at Gellerion, laying on the hay. The boy was already sleeping and when he spotted it, his journey began.

Opening the large entrance gate, even more hairs appeared on his skin, and after he closed it, it seemed like a fur, than separated hairs. Dendrick was transforming into a great beast called Tarrtas, looking like a wolf but bigger than the ordinary one and much more muscular. This form gave him extra strength, increased his speed and gathered him immunity to the magic. He usually used it only in crucial situations, such as defending himself or his friends as it was right now. The process of transforming wasn't something he enjoyed while it was really painful. When he was fully in the shape of the predator, Tarrtas started running in the direction his friend´s home was. 

After just twenty-two minutes he arrived at the building in the middle of the dark forest. Now transforming back to his normal state, he stood right in front of the cottage. He wouldn't be able to get there in the form of predator, even now the large man had problems to get in. The cracked doors were barricaded, but when he moved the object, no one was inside. With disappointment placed the barrier back where it was and ran back to the homestead. After arriving,  he went straight into his bed, being exhaustipated from the trip and half day of working on the fields. 

The next day morning Gellerion woke up and noticed significant changes with his body. From small boy was now an adult man, naked on the hay. His growth tore the clothes completely. Searching his body, he found out that a lot of hairs appeared in his armpit and on his belly going down to his manhood. And... It was huge. He couldn't know it, he was just a boy yesterday, but it certainly was. If he had pants, the most significant sign would be his height and muscular physique, but he didn´t for now. 

Standing up, he went a little bit dizzy from the height. After stabilizing, he took some dried grass in his right hand and tried to cover his manhood, unsuccessfully. He added another, but again without success. The third try was finally successful and the tall, muscular man now went to meet Dendrick, preparing the morning meal. 

"Good morning, Dendrick."

"Morning Geller..." turning towards him, he stopped talking. 

"Oh," sighed. "What a surprise early in the morning?" Chuckled. "It seems to me you need new clothes. Come! We will get you some."

Even though Dendrick was used to the fast-growing children from his kind, he never saw anyone's body change so rapidly before. Maybe the biggest surprise was his height. Yesterday´s boy was now only one head smaller in size, than Dendrick which wasn't usual for any human. It was something special even in the world of magical creatures with a human shape. After they found suitable clothes for Gellerion, they moved to breakfast. The younger man was eating a lot while Dendrick just sat there and drank fresh water.

Suddenly he said.

"I checked Norrick's house at night if he doesn't hide there." Gellerion stopped his gluttony and with worried look asked. "And?"

"He wasn't there, sorry." 

The young man bashed his hand on the table. "Damn it! We have to go find him!" 

"Yes, we have and we will. I need you to show me the place, where you met the messenger. You will also need something to defend yourself with." Saying that he pulled out something big, packed in dark green cloth. 

"It was a gift from Norrick, but I've never used it. Its name is Justice-maker, forged in the Silver town." Slowly uncovered the cloth. It was large, two-handed sword too heavy for a regular person, but for someone tall and muscular like Gellerion or Norrick, it was easy to handle. Even though he had never held a weapon before, he was pretty sure in his moves as he tried several swings outside the house. 

"Alright. Are you ready to find our friend?" 

"I am!" Said Gellerion with confidence.