The Last Call of A Broken Wolf

The Protector

**TRIGGER WARNING**

This Chapter contains several instances of R**e as well as severe violence and references to g******e and enslavement. viewer discretion is advised.

Wren

1 year earlier

Wren stumbled out of her bed and ran downstairs to the kitchen as another explosion rocked the foundation of the house. She heard screams, crying the snarling of wolves and the screaming of foxes as they clashed in battle. She rounded the corner of the stairs leaping the last couple of steps and slammed into he mother who grabbed her by the arms. "Wren, get your brother go now!" turning on her heel she headed to the opposite end of the house and tried to open the door but it was locked. "Joshua !" she screamed, the door swung open and her brother plunged into her arms, she was only a year older then him, but she was his protector, the one who kept the bullies away at school, and right now the one that was here to save him from whatever was happening on their reservation.

Another explosion hit nearby and they both hit the ground, she grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the hallway back towards the kitchen. "Keep your head down Josh." she whispered, and he ducked his head. Mother met them at the entrance of the kitchen, tears streamed down her face and her face was twisted in agony, Wren noticed the mark immediately. Her mother's marking spot was black now, strange black viens spiderwebed down her shoulder and up the side of her neck. Joshua hadn't noticed it yet, so she took the opening to pull the collar up on her mother's coat and pulled her scarf off of her neck and wrapped it around her mother's.

Their father was dead.

Mother was a shell of a woman as Wren grabbed both of their hands and lead them to the back door. She peaked outside, this time as another Mortar hit the ground she didn't duck, instead she used that opportunity to see look for any movement outside their door. she didn't think she saw any but as she touched the door knob to open it a voice in her mind stopped her. "Wait."

She waited, a dark brown wolf stalked directly through their yard, Joshua opened his mouth to gasp but she slammed her hand over his mouth. his eyes widened but they both stayed silent as the beast stalked by. He stopped for a moment, and Wrens eyes followed his every move. He raised his massive head to sniff the air, He smelled them, she knew it.

His head was turning, they where standing right next to the window, if he looked this way they would be discovered and if they moved now they would be discovered. Wren could do nothing as his eyes scanned the house, they where almost to them. There was a blur of movement and suddenly a black and grey fox was handing off of the Wolfs tail. That was really all they could do, These wolves where of Origional decent, meaning they where part of the Origional packs, their bloodlines held the gifts of the moon Goddess Selene. They stood twice as tall as an average werewolf, so whereas A Kitsune may have had a chance in a fight with a regular werewolf, here there was none. engaging with these wolves meant death, and everyone knew it.

Wren held back a sob as she recognized the little fox, at some point Mother had slipped away, Joshua began screaming as he too recognized her. Wren dragged him away and grimaced as he landed a couple good blows in her side. She would be with dad now, It was better that way, The sounds of fighting grew further and further away as she dragged Joshua back into his room and pushed the window open, quickly shoving him out. He landed with a surprised yelp in the shrubs and she quickly followed keeping ahold of his had they ran. He was crying, inconsolable now, Wren had felt the body sever, felt the emptiness. Joshua had felt it too, blood curling screams carried through the air as did the scent of blood. They ran through the streets, weaving around wolves and foxes interlocked in battle.

"Hide"

Wren jerked Joshua into an ally, looking around furiously she spotted a dumpster, She threw open the lid and practically dumped him in before following and softly closing the lid. They had literally seconds to spare as a massive dark wolf stalked by, Wren held up the lid just enough that she could see out.

Joshua covered his ears as mighty howl ripped through the night, The wolf in front of their dumpster turned to look in that direction, it sounded close. She was right of course it was close, it was the King, there was no mistaking his massive black wolf. Pure of blood, and a direct dependent of Odin himself, The wolf before her was indeed truly massive, marger then a grizzly, and he was looking right at her.

"Urinate now little cub"

The lid was pushed open and she was grabbed and dragged from their hiding place, before she went though she made sure to urinate as the voice had told her too, hoping, preying that Selene would have mercy on her brother, that the smell of her urine would be enough to hide him.

The man that was holding her wrinkled his nose but said nothing as he dragged her by her hair into the clearing where the alpha stood. The screams around them continued, but her whole world came to a grinding halt as the Kings eyes burned into her own.

She could feel herself go cold, completely still as the man dumped her in front of the wolf. She was trembling, she hated that she was trembling, she tried to force herself to stop but could not.

"Allow me to take it from here little cub."

Wren closed her eyes and allowed her fox to take control, they had never met, but as soon as Wren had heard her voice earlier, she knew she had come to her because of the events unfolding.

She bit into her tongue to stay silent as The fox took over, shifting and breaking bones, a silken white coat rolled over her shoulders, it was lightly speckled with black spots, the tip of her tail was black as where her paws and the tips of her ears and muzzle.

"I am Vida little cub, I have you now don't you worry."

Wren wasn't worried, she trusted Vida completely, The king never took his eyes off of them as they shook out their coat and stood up, Vida's tail was held proudly off the ground and her ears were forward. Her heart beat as if they where just eating dinner with family on a warm summers eave, completely at ease.

She was focused, she was a protector, and she was not afraid of these wolves.

"They may look, but they will not touch."

Her voice was dangerously calm as the King took a step forward and shifted. It was a flawless transition, one that came with many many years of practiced pain to achieve "Hello again Vida."

Vida inclined her head slightly to acknowledge him, "He is not our friend little cub, He will hurt us, but not physically, never physically, I will protect as best I can from the horrors, you stay there my little cub, stay there and don't you come out." Wren felt a block go up, and she was alone in the back of her mind. She would listen to Vida, She knew more then Wren, and her mother had always said, "Your Fox will know what is best for you when even you do not, always listen to her Wren."

And so she would.

VIDA

The fox stared intently as the King approached, "This is her...burn the rest."

As soon as he had said it screams of agony started up all over the town, smoke blanketed the air, screams of the children were blood curling. terror, pain and then nothing, their lives burned away as if they had never even existed. The sickly sweet smell of burnt flesh made her Gag slightly and the king chuckled, the evil glint in his eye ever present as he turned back into his wolf. Suddenly he grabbed her entire body in his mouth and squeezed, she was a small fox, because Wren was still small, she was only Six, her entire body fit in the Wolfs mouth, and he held her there firmly, and painfully. He trotted to the center of the town, and stopped, she let out a small winter as the piles of ash and skeletons came into view, he really had burt them all, all but the woman.

Small Skeletons were piled up in the center, they had not died quickly, she looked past them to where the woman where. several werewolf men where actively raping them, their screams where not silenced as the men had their ways with them. Probably 12 or 13 would go with the King, they would be s*x slaves. The rest would be killed after the men finished. Vida could feel Wren in the back of her mind trying to look past the block and she shut her down hard, it was taking its toll, she could feel her barrier weakening.

"Please little cub do not fight me on this."

She felt relief was over her as Wren receded once again. She was dropped unceremoniously on the ground and the King padded over to where one man was fighting with a particularly livid girl, she was maybe only 16, Vida knew that Wren knew here though she herself did not. It is better that way she thought. The girl stopped fighting as the Wolf King approached, The man who had been fighting with her took that moment to shove his member inside her, she cried out in pain and began fighting and screaming but he continued while laughing and holding her hands. After a minute she went limp, her eyes where glazed over and she stopped fighting.

The Wolf King let out a low growl and the man stabled away, his d**k still hanging out, The wolf made quick work of the girl, snapping her neck, he continued down the line of woman, their screams where deafening and then they would be cut short, one at a time he did that, with a sickening snap. The light would leave their eyes, some of the men continued pleasuring themselves even after their victims where dead. As the last one dropped from the Kings mouth he turned back, to her and grabbed her again in his mouth. they left the clearing, and the camps behind, 300 people slaughtered, 300 Kitsune massacred in the most horrendous ways, but he was king, he could get away with anything.

Despite her best efforts Wren pushed to the surface, but there where no more horror scenes as they traveled through the woods to a convoy of waiting cars and armored trucks. Vida went in a cage and the King went into a car, and within moments of entering the dark box Vida collapsed into a deep slumber leaving Wren to prepare for whatever would come next. she had done the best she could, but her strength was all used up.