I woke up days later in a bed in my mother�s guest room. I looked up and through my blurred vision I saw Zebediah sitting across the room. He looked like he had been fighting sleep for a wile.
�Zebediah,� I said. I said with what little voice I could muster.
He looked up suddenly. Then he jumped to his feet suddenly, like he had sat on a tack. He ran to me and helped me to sit up. Then he ran to the door and screamed,
�Everyone, get up here! He�s awake!�
Just then Brently, my mom, my sister, and my grandparents piled into the room. I heard a lot of, �are you alright,� and �do you need anything.�
Finally, Brently told everyone that I needed rest and moved everyone out of the room except Zebediah and himself.
They explained that Zebediah was able to feel the intensity of the energies in the battle. Brently then conjured a cloud to ride on and they rode it until they saw an explosion. Zebediah then dropped off the cloud and Brently distracted the Warlord. The hit in the chest was Zebediah knocking me out of the way of the Warlord�s energy blast.
I realized that this Warlord was unlike the last. He was not interested in destroying the world, or wreaking havoc. His only interest was was defeating and killing the DarkWolf.
I told the guys that I would be back in town in a month. I began training, concentrating on the battle. Figuring out why I lost, developing strategies to match his style from memory. Next time I meet this Dark Warlord I would be ready.
The month went by quickly and I returned to my friends. Another school year started.
A week later I received a call. It was haven. By the end of the conversation she confessed how much she missed me and we were back together. Unfortunatly it didn�t last a week.
Like a fool I convinced myself I still loved her. Maybe I did.
Of course I was calling Amanda and telling her all my woes. Unfortunately I couldn�t tell her about being the DarkWolf. I still havn�t told her. She would never understand.