EpisodeXXIII

The Wolf Returns, Zinion's Past

Minion, "Son...Son, wake up, let's go."

Zinion, "Where are we going, the suns just beginning to rise up."

Minion,"Wolf hunting, Im going to show you how to hunt them, and its your birthday, I thought it would be great to spend some time together."

Zinion, "Alright, but won't we get lost in the woods."

Minion, "Don't worry we'll be alright, as long as we remember our way back. Besides it would be good to assure the safety of the villagers. There have been sightings of wolves lingering around."

It was my 13th birthday, the day where my vision of the human race turned into hatred. I followed my father outside our castle. We past the dinning hall and as I past I saw my brothers except Vetrievian. Adrian, my oldest brother ran up to me. He said happy birthday to me and he gave me a big hug, then the rest of my brothers came and joined in. We were then wrestling each other, but our father told us to stop and my brothers told me to have good luck wolf hunting. My mother was waiting outside the door, I looked up to look at her and her beauty was amazing. I smiled when I saw her standing waiting to tell me happy birthday and to give me a hug. I ran up to her and I gave her the hug first, she hugged me back in delight and she kissed me back on the cheek. She told me to becareful and that she loves me very much, I told her that I love her too. She then pulled out a ring, the design on it was a cross with the head of a lion, she told me that I should were it until I find the one true person I want to be with. My mother also said that I should pour my life onto this ring, so when I give it to the one I want to be with, I can give her my life, my soul, and most importantly my heart. I put the ring on my thumb, because it couldn't fit me well just yet. I didn't know what she meant by what she told me. I was just a child but that would soon change, that would soon change. My father put me on the back of his horse, but my brother Vetrievian came running he told me happy birthday and that he was going to train me how to fight when I got back. My other brothers, were Christopher and Heartwright. They both were very nice to me, till this day. My father and I went of to the woods, we traveled into the darkness until we found a good place were we could find wood for fire and so we could camp. We stopped by a river, where the sunlight rays were visible to us, and where we could easily spot anything nearby. We got off the horse and we sat down by the river. He started talking how, wolves were attacking the village at the night and that villagers were asking him to wipe them out. He said that wolves were demons cast out into the world by the devil to threaten our human race, and that they were savages with no hearts, and emotions. I believed him because I was just a weak child who thought that my father was right at everything, I also admired him at the time. We waited there for the rest of the day, we were eating a steak my mother packed for us to eat. My father pulled out two short swords, and told me that he called them Hope and Pride. He threw Hope towards me I caught the handle and I looked at him. He gave me Hope, he looked at me and smiled a bit, I wandered what he meant by throwing me Hope. I used the short sword to cut the steak and I started eating. Suddenly my father quickly got up from where he was sitting. He told me to get up and be quiet. The sound of something sneaking around was heard, you could barely hear the steps as they landed onto the grass. Everything was quiet except for the wind whistling through our ears. My father was moving close towards me and to the bush that was behind me, he then knocked me out of the way as a wolf jumped at him. He grabbed Pride and slashed at its hine legs, but the wolf bit father's hand and he dropped the short sword. He fell back and the wolf slowly walked up to his face, the wolf had the eyes of hunger in it, it would do anything to get a taste of meat. My father then quickly kicked the wolf away from him, the wolf got up and started running towards him. Father quickly got up and ran to pick up Pride. He saw that it was too late to get his short sword so he punched at the wolf as it jumped at him again. The wolf dropped to the floor and got back up, both the wolf and father were waking around the camp looking at each other from a distance waiting for one of them to strike first. The wolf ran at my father as it reached him, he quickly strafed to the right. The wolf caught his left leg and my father fell face to the floor. His short sword was laying next to him, he grabbed it and struck the wolf at the face, cutting it across the left eye. The wolf moved back in pain and howled, my father told me to get down and close my eyes. He came up to me to get Hope from me. I watched and saw more wolves heading towards my father's direction. I saw as all the wolves attacked him at once, I never saw him fight and what I saw was incredible. The wolves kept jumping at him and he would dodge every attack they launched and then strike with his two short swords. The blood that was being spilt though disgusted me. So I stopped watching. After awhile, he told me to get up and to get everything packed. He had scratch marks everywhere and his leg was pouring blood. Then I heard the cry of a wolf behind me, it was howling softly. My father threw Hope at me again, he told me to kill the wolf. I got closer and I saw that it was the wolf my father first fought, its left eye was bleeding intensely. I slowly walked to the wolf, my hand was shaking. The wolf then looked at me, it looked at me with a plea of mercy. I looked deeper in the wolf's eyes and saw the kindness and the light in them. It still had the same look of hunger too. I gave him what was left of my steak. I slowly moved it towards it's mouth and it ate it. It then looked at me with grace and thankfulness. The wolf then got up and started moving towards me, it had its head down, it slowly walked up to me scared. My father was yelling at me to move away from him. It then started licking me at the face it was making me laugh, then I started petting the wolf. My father quickly walked up to me, grabbed Hope from my hand, and stabbed the wolf with it. I looked at its eyes, I saw the innocents in them as I saw it gasping for air and dying. The wolf was just hungry, it was just looking for food. I started crying I couldn't control myself all of the sudden, I just grabbed the wolf and hugged it in my arms, I said I was sorry. I then looked at my father with hatred, his eyes widened.

Zinion, "IT WAS JUST HUNGRY, ALL YOU COULD OF DONE WAS GIVE HIM SOMETHING AND IT WOULD OF WENT AWAY!!! YOU KILLED IT."

Minion, "That wolf is a savage, Zinion, it derserves to die, It was born to kill the many villagers it already has killed. Let's go Zinion, we have to go its getting dark."

Zinion, "NO, YOUR THE SAVAGE, ALL IT WANTED WAS TO EAT, INSTEAD YOU FIGHT AND KILL IT. YOU SAID THAT WOLVES HAVE NO HEART, YOUR THE ONE WITHOUT THE HEART, I...I...HATE YOU!!!"

Minion, "FINE, STAY HERE I DIDN'T RAISE A SAVAGE WOLF IN MY FAMILY, YOU ARE A DISGRACE, A SHAME TO OUR BLOODLINE. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED IN THE CASTLE ANYMORE!!! I HOPE YOU DIE HERE!!!"

My father then left me in the woods by myself, I saw him ride away leaving me into the darkness. I then layed on the ground and looked at all the dead wolves around me. I wanted to die with them so I stayed and I fell asleep. The next day I felt something licking my face, it was a wolf. I pet its head softly and gently. He then moved over towards the dark woods where my father headed and I followed the wolf.