The Alphas Moon Warrior

CHAPTER TWO: YE HEARTLESS BRUT

CHAPTER TWO

Seriena’s pov

The sun has risen again as it has many may times before but, this was the first time the sun has risen without my family by my side. I crawled away from my brother corps and slumped on a tree not wanting to look at him in this state, its a disgrace, my brother is an honorable person him and my parents were amazing people but they all died a horrible death its unforgivable. My innocence was taken and i feel nothing but rage and disparity, i want nothing more than to die just to be back with my family but it would dishonor my brother further if i were to take my own life after he sacrificed his more my safety. I will not be selfish. With his gift, but i cant swallow this rage and guilt i feel for still breathing.

I must move on but first i will bury my big brother and at least give him a fraction of peace yet he deserves so much more than i can give. I will make the place and one day i will come back to pay my respects. I need things to survive so i ripped off a few pieces of my cloak, i put herb bundle in one and berries in another. Next i need to find water and find something to possibly hold water in it, i walked around for a while walking north the best i can, i remember some stuff from survival books my parents made my brother and i learn at a young age but im not sure i know enough to be out here long term. If i sell some of my jewlary i can buy some better travel stuff but the issue is i don’t know what i need because i dont even know where im going or what im supposed to do. My brother said to live long and rebuild our kingdom but how can i rebuild it?

I over heard mother and father speaking once about the rouge wolves and they said that they have already committed geniside before with the fairies, familiars, and dragons. Father said they killed off the last of the demons ten years ago and ever since they have been killing of the elves since. Our studies show that the wood elves and the high elves are already taken out , but i dont know anything about the others as long as they werent wiped out too there should still be the white elves and hopefully out sister village in the red wood forest are okay or i may be the last dark elf, “and thats quite the depressing thought in my opinion, im not half the elf my parents were and i never would of had the courage my brother did”, i said to myself as i hung my head too ashamed to lift my gaze as ears steady steamed down my burning cheeks. I slowly walked through the trees in silence, i was tired my feet hurt and my back felt raw, i tried redoing my bandaged but they are no where near as good as when brother mended it, i dont know how im going to survive on my own, but my brother took my choice i must press forward and try to make a life worth living.

3 YEARS LATER LOCATION: THE RED WOOD FOREST.

Three years later and I’ve only gotten lonelier and more discouraged, i sold all but one of my piece of my jewelry for money to get supplies just to survive but i couldn’t part with the my necklace, it was the gift my family had made special for me, it was link’s idea, mother designed it, its silver with four gems three of them represented the colors of my family’s gifts , green, silver, and yellow; but the small stone in the middle was clear when they gave it to me but after i got my gift it turned blue. My father went on a special trip so see a gifted dwarf blacksmith to make it possible. I will treasure this neckless forever, but even with my brackets, earrings, and headband i made a certain about but after i bought everything i needed im running very low so I’ve had to pick up small jobs for some coin like gather herbs, cleaning, or even hunting small animals and fishing. After i gained som useful knowledge for my travels i made sure to do enough jobs to have coin to last me long enough to find another guild in towns preferable on my set course.

Once i made it to the Red Wood Forest i headed for the middle of the forest and walked up to where the entrance used to be. My fears were confirmed its completely burned down just like my own village, goddess only knows if anyone survived but by the looks of it id say if anyone did it was maybe one or two if they were lucky, my face grew sour at my own comment in remembrance of my beloved brother and all those who didn’t make it. I walked through the village and it was quite the sight that i was not prepared for, all i could do was continue walking through tears swelled up in my eyes as i seen the destruction the Rouges have left. Things didnt used to be this bad not until the Blue moon pack fell, things used to be in control and we were entering an era of peace and friendship among the Fea and the Shifters. The fae is pretty much the magic creatures of the forests fairies, dwarfs, elves, and witches while shifters are beings that have two incomplete souls part, one soul human one soul animal, but they are complete with their soulmate, someone the moon goddess makes specifally for that person and vice versa. Shifters are commonly wolves, bears, tigers, or even lions etc.

The Fae and shifters have almost always kept to themselves but it seemed more than half of the time when they mixed there was a conflict over power, territory, and status. shifters think the Fae are just a bunch of evil dark magic using cowards, either we are good for nothing dogs or spoiled royal tyrants. The truth being is shifters simply have an advantage against the Fae, we are tied to our homes and we dont always have the ability to live in coexist with the humans, so in some forms they have a lead on certain advancements but we have the advantage of being more in tuned with the earth for we treat it as a friends that gives and not a resource to be extracted. The fae kingdoms and the Alpha king Alexander were going to come to a truths so the Blue moon pack was to sign the peace agreement until they were attacked by a pack of Rouge wolves. They completely decimated the territory, the pack house was burnt to rubble and there were no survivors. The next Alpha king washed his hands of the Fae kingdoms and choose to focused their main troops on the rouges while continuing to taking more Fae land and kill thousands of innocents. Most went into hiding and grew distant from their sister tribes at word of more and more fae species being killed off. Its said the one leading the rogues goes by the rouge Alpha, and that his goal is to enslave powerful fae creatures to take over other packs and wipe out the rest.

My mind went back to that day….

“Useless elf, she’ll be a fine trophy if the Boss dosent end up using her as a guard dog”, the man gushed to himself. “ I remembered that man said that right after sliding my brother neck.” I said to myself as more tears fell. I left the burned down village and walked back to a shrine i passed a few miles back, i stayed there for a few days before i started on my journey to my next village i dont want to stay in one place too long or i may never find the courage to keep moving, but i was off to the village of silver home to the white elves, their village is deeply hidden in the north mountains.

DRACO’S POV

“I’m terrified of this man”, i thought to myself as i took my stance, i’m standing in the middle of our training room blindfolded and im trying to figure out where im going to be attacked from but my fathers footsteps are too quiet. It’s like i can constantly feel him near but when i counter attack there’s nothing there until i let my guard down, than im just left with getting the wind knocked out of me or a busted lip and swollen eye. My father is quite heartless, especially when it comes to me, his successor, the next Alpha King of the Blue crest pack , the strongest pack in history after the Blue Moon pack fell we rose from their ashes. My grandfather was the Alpha king of the Blue Mood Pack until he and it was destroyed, not many knew he already had a son, my father Alpha Jacob, he survived the m******e with my grandmother because he had them sent away as soon as he noticed the breach. My grandmother raised him to be a good man and he was until my mother Luna Reba was murdered by rouges when i was 11 and he wasn’t the same after. He’s been training me like this since a few months after her passing, im 15 now and my father says my training isnt enough, that i need more hardship so hes sending me to an Alpha training camp for 3 years, he wants me back a week before my 18th birthday so he can witness me getting my wolf.

I’m a Werewolf or wolf shifter depending on who you ask. When i turn 18 my dormant wolf will surface and i will be forced into shifting into him, i was told the first shift hurts a lot but i bet it isnt as brutal as my fathers beat downs so im just looking forward to meeting my wolf I’ve been looking forward to hearing him and having someone to talk to, im also hoping hes kinda big, big enough to impress my dad at least, it be awful if i got stuck with a wimpy wolf my dad would disown me if possible.

***Deep Gasp for air***

I lost focus and he took the opening, he landed his fist right in the middle of my stomach, my vision blurred and i fell to the ground clutching my stomach as i gasped for air, i felt like i was suffocating, it hurt so much i could move an inch, i kept batting my eyes trying to prevent tears from falling but I couldn’t, tears spilled from my eyes. My father jerked me up by my shirt while ripping off the blindfold, seeing my tears practically enraged him, he threw me as had as he could and I slammed into the train room wall leaving it cracked in several spots, I flinched and grunted in pain, my eyes filled with fear as i watched him march towards me. Picking me up by my hair he than grabbed my neck and slammed me back into the wall i just got thrown that.

“Are those tears boy! Big bad Alpha crying like a damsel in distress, you should be embarrassed, i know i am for having to call you my son!”, he gritted his teeth as h screamed in my ear and holding my neck tighter. I couldn’t breath so in a panic i slammed my elbow down on his arm that held my neck, and with a gasp i fell to the floor. After just a second he yanked my hair up so i could look him in the face. “You are a pathetic excuse of an Alpha, if you want me to declare you as my successor, you better spill blood to prove it, with your blood or the blood or our enemy!”, he spat in my face, his eyes were turning dark showing his wolf was ready to beat me down too.

“I hate you”, I accidentally said aloud, after realizing terror was evident on my face but to my surprise my father just bursted into laughter and threw me to the side as he began to leave laughing the whole time. Right when he gets to the door he stops and turns to me, “Hate me all you want but im all you got and i can take everything you have including your life if i did so wish to, you’re nothing without me runt. So when i say jump you say how high, do that and i may keep you alive.”, he said and left. I felt completely defeated body and soul i just wanted to disappear but i cant. But what i can do is get stronger, ill get stronger than my father …… and than im going to dethrone him in front of all his people, im tried of his abuse and his people are tried of his neglect these people will be under my rule eventually and when they did they will not fear him any longer for he will be nothing when i finish with him.

ONE WEEK LATER…

My fathers sending me away in the morning but there’s something i have to do before i leave, i over hear him talking in his office a lot , something about making a one sided deal with the dwarfs and hes been going to a lot of secret meeting lately and i know hes going to another one tonight so this time im going to find out what hes been up to by following him when he leaves at 11:45 pm .

LATER THAT NIGHT …..

I followed my father into the woods and he walked out of our territory but he met up with some of our pack fighters and they were standing by a shack in the woods , after they all went inside i quietly walked up to one of the two windows to the shack and i saw a small man tide up in a chair, i was sure its a dwarf but I’ve never seen one in person. I never really had an opinion of the Fae people, i heard they are stuck up and evil though, anyone that enters their forest will be cursed, they say if you stumble across a Fae creature its best to kill it on spot, especially an elf and witch because elves have the strongest connection the the earth and magic but witches can put unnatural curses and hexes on you that could be passed onto your kids. But this dwarf didnt seem that bad, i heard dwarfs made amazing weapons back than but nowadays the only way to get a weapon from a dwarf is by their cold dead hands.

The little man squirmed in the chair, my father walked up to the man and ripped off a pice of tape from the mans mouth. He squinted in pain and than cleared his throat, “You wolf shifters or werewolves what ever ye call yourself, you should be ashamed , used to be such noble majestic creatures but now, you all might as well be rouges, ye heartless beasts, nothing more than lost puppies looking for ye mum. You don’t know how to keep ya word or play nice with others , for shame on you. I feel but pity for our mother the moon goddess. How was she to know her children would be so cruel and brute. The Fae dosent deserve this, we were not put on this earth to serve you or any other, we are beings just as you but we dont go burning down villages and kidnapping your young in the name of war. War is a creation from the humans, we never needed war in the Fae, you wolves are supposed to be loyal humble beings for our mother goddess who gave you the gift to learn from the humans to grow but you choose to learn war, why? You wolves will weep what you sow and may the goddess have pity on your soul for i damn you, damn you all to hell.”, the dwarf man said than spat on my fathers shoe.

My father smashed his fish onto the side the the man face and fresh blood trickled over the dry blood and sweat that stained his face. The man grunted in agony.

“Be silent you disgusting creature, our business with you is almost over, would’ve been over sooner if you weren’t hiding like a coward, but luckily we were able to fine an old friend of yours and she was more than willing to give you up, oh what was her name again? The little witch that lives in the east forest, she went to your village quite often to heal the sick or injured. You know her yes? Well of course you know her you are the village chef after all.”, my father said tauntingly as he wiped his hands of the mans blood.

“ I sit in this chair sullied, you but unharmed say I am disgusting, foolish wolf. What have you done to her you beast! Dose your cruelty have no bounds!”, the dwarf man glared at my father, if only looks could kill.

**Snap snap**

I heard something coming from the woods and quickly ducked down. I saw two more of our pack fighters but they holding someone like a prisoner, there was a sack on their head but the dress told me it was a women, they had her hands and feet bonded up with what looked like the wire you see on a prison camp wall. They walked up to the door of the cabin and just stood there one holding her up by the arm on each side. I slowly turned back to the window when i heard my father speak.

“I am Alpha King Jacob Blackclaw, no bounds can hold me for a king cannot be bound, i am a force that cannot be stopped or slowed down. You are but a spec of dirt on my land. Speaking of specs of dirt, bring her in.”, my father tuned to the door and our fighters walked in with the women, they just let her drop to her knees in front of the dwarf man. He looked pained to see her like this, his tears were already swelling up but once my father ripped the sack off her head his tears fell and he tried to softly speak to the women. She was gaged, had a swollen eye, busted lip, and was bleeding from her nose. She softly sobbed trying to say something . My father pulled out her gag so she may speak.

“Im so sorry Micka, i couldnt keep them away, they took Beth! They took my baby girl, please forgive me im so sorry my friend, they took my baby girl.”, the women sobbed harder and went historical screaming and thrashing.” , Where is she ! Where’s my baby! I did what you asked please give her back!”, her scream went right through my heart and i felt terrified i didnt understand what’s going on, my breathing became heavy as i continued watching. My father slapped her across the face and i flinched as he violently shoved the gag back in her mouth as she continued to sob and almost chock on the cloth.

“You heartless heathens, what have ye done with the poor child! What more do ye want, you’ve taken everything what more could you possibly want!”, the dwarf man cries as he watches his friend suffer, he tries to scoot closer to her but to no advise. “Raven shhh, its okay shhh , we’ll find her -she’ll be okay.”, he tried to comfort the women's sobbing but it only angered my father so he dragged the man chair back a few feet and leaned it backwards so they had full eye contact.

“You both know what i want, and i want it before that Rouge bastard gets his hands on it, but first what i need is proof!.”, my father growled at the thought of losing what he wants.

“If you speak of the dark elf child, she is but a myth the last elves that were given the gift of fire welded it with strength and bravery to defend the weak and protect those who cannot protect themselves until they all destroyed themselves with their so called gifts. The Fae called those elves who hold fire The Moons Warriors, the gift of fire is was strong and rare because it comes with a heavy price, those who of wielded fire were condemned to fall victim of their own flames. If they were to fall into an uncontrollable rage they’d loose control of the flames and burn everything insight, they’d practically become walking fire beams. On top of it being a rare talent, this cursed gift has only been given to a dark elf two other times in its history, the dark elf is put at an even greater risk with the gift of fire, for a dark elf soul can be swayed to darkness instead of their soul being released back to the earth like the others, so the fire dosent just consumes them but it corrupts them, like a rabbited wolf they will destroy anything in their path. No elf child has been born with the curse in thousands of years. You’re a fool chasing fairy tails.” The man said trying desperately to keep eye contact.

“You’re really going to test me aren’t you? Okay lets play.”, He swiftly went behind the dwarf and put a blade to his neck. “Pick her up and make her look!” He shouted to the fighters and the quickly picked the women up and forced her face to look at my father, one of the men ripped the cloth out of the women's mouth. “I know you’re a seeker witch! You will show me what i want!”, my father grew angrier.

“Even if the girl is no myth i have no way to show you proof and you know that!”, the witch cried.

“Thats where you’re wrong witch, i have a witness, one of the Alpha Rouges generals, said he seen the little elf girl use blue fire to save her brother, the brother that he later slit the neck of apparently. Said he seen the girl use those flames with his very own eyes.”, my father chuckled to himself as he stepped away from the dwarf and pulled a pair of eyes out of a sack in his pocket. My stomach grew tight and i threw up in my mouth a little as i watched him dangle the severed pair of eyes in-front of the horrified witches face.

“Use these to find the truth and ill let your sweet daughter Beth go.” He whispered in the women's ear as her eyes grew wide.

“show me proof that shes okay, i want to see my daughter first, i need to hear her voice!” The women pleaded. “No Raven, ye making a deal with the devil, he wont be true to his word and you know it!”, the dwarf man tried to reason with the women but she wouldn’t listen. After my father showed her a live video of the girl the women kept her promise and asked for a few things to make her spell, including some candles, a bowl, a glass ball, and of corse the eyes. After saying a chant in a weird language weird things started happening. The witches eyes rolled in the back of her head while she continued to chant and the eyes in the bowl started to glow when a image started to appear on the glass ball.

The mans memories were displayed in the ball, it looked like he was in the middle of a spar with a boy and a few men were with him. They went to attack some guy but then a small figure ran into view and blue flames shot out everywhere. Three of the men were killed but he watched from a distance as one man tried to attack what i realized was the girl they must be talking about, she collapsed on the ground but the boy protected her and ran off with her. The man ended up chasing them but when he caught up to them he only saw the boy. We couldn't hear what was said but i was shocked to see the boy had a meek smile moments before his neck was cut.

The vomit i was trying to hold in all came out after i ran behind some trees so no one could hear. I was scared to go back to the window but i need to know what i just saw. Once i went back i saw they were all still staring at the glass ball even though it showed nothing more. The witch fell from exhaustion and demanded my father to release her daughter, the dwarf man continued to look at the ball but the expression on his face was confusing, if i didnt know better its like he just watched an old friend die. Only a few stray tears fell from his eyes as he asked,” What happened to the girl? Raven, what about the girl?”, he question meekly but the witch only shook her head not knowing.

“Are you crying for the elf boy? Why do you care what happened to the girl?”, my father questioned the dwarf man. He rapidly shook his head saying he knew nothing all but quickly enraging my father for he has a keen sense to lies. “Tell me what you know you putrid creature!”, he shook the man violently but he stayed silent, quietly sobbing as he shook his head no.

“You have one more chance or the witch dies, you can be the one to tell her 12 year old daughter why mommy’s lifeless body is laying in a pool of her own blood!”, he roared at the man as he yanked the women up by her hair and held a blade to her throat as she cried uncontrollably.

“Ye be a heartless bastard.”, the dwarf hung his head in mourning. “The boy was her elder brother, i knew their family.” The dwarf started to fully cry at the thought of the family he once knew.

“Continue damn it!”, the Alpha growled annoyed from waiting.

“Their mother and father are Linda and Ren Everthorn, the last royal bloodline for the elves, they ruled as chef in a dark elves’ village hidden in the Forest. The boy and girl are their only children and last of the bloodline for royalty elves and of the dark elf species its self, prince Link Helm Everthorn and princess Seriena Ruth Everthorn. The girls village was burned down by the Rouge kings troops 3 years ago we were told there were no survivors.”, the man cried as he continued. “I just assumed they got out and were in hiding.”, he sobbed to himself.

"Perfect." my father grind to himself looking sharply into the little man's eyes and in a quick motion of his hand he slit the witches throat. the dwarf mans eyes went wide and he started at the women's body in disbelief.

"There is a special place in hell for bastard like you" the dwarf stared at my father. I was in complete disbelief myself as I watched.

" A special place is fitting for a king and all his wealth and accomplishments, any last words creature" he smirked

"Ye may be a king but you have no true wealth, i once had a beautiful wife, her smile would bring the sunrise to shame with her beauty. She gave me a son, tiny but mighty he was, he was such a fine craftsmen the swords he forged would make the holiest of knights cry in their awe. No man should have to bury their own wife and son but i thank the goddess for every second I had with them. Yes you may be a king but i sir am a wealthier man than you. May the moon goddess grace me with open arms and lead me back to my love and my son. long live Princess Seriena may the blue crest pack fall, and the birth of an era of peace and prosperity", the dwarf man said with a wholesome smile in which angered my father causing him to stab to man in the heart. my face fell in despair as I watched the life leave him.