Issue #6-Chapter 11

When Aleke and Silverus dashed towards the direction where the old man’s scream echoed from, the lycan's roar echoed right in front of them which caused them to be there as quickly as possible. They couldn't imagine failing to rescue someone in need. And by the time they got there, they stopped moving and slid forward a little, gasping with their eyes widening.

They saw an old man lying there while the three lycans were charging after him. He wore some plain, green clothing, was bald headed, and had no weapon with him at that time. He bent forward and panted, probably seeing himself being hurt or something.

Now the lycan in the middle was no ordinary lycan. Not only did it have a lot of strange tattoos all over its front body, but also dark gray fur shining under the moonlight and the streetlights. It was exceptionally tall for a lycan, slightly taller than the other two in between. It darted its glowing, purple eyes at the old man.

The crows and ravens’ cawing were cheering down at the scene from the street lights. The lycans were halfway towards the old man and raised their claws up in the air, getting ready to strike him. They bared their fangs while they growled at him, with some drool leaking out from their mouths.

The old man looked up and gasped when his enemies’ shadows were casted upon him. Silverus glared at the enemies and looked down at his arrows standing beside him. Once he returned his attention to the scene, he pulled out one of the arrows without even looking at them and aimed his crossbow at one of the enemies-the one in the middle.

Aleke broadened her fearful, twitchy eyes and shivered with her mouth open, while she gazed at the scene. She then looked up at Silverus and cried out loud, “Silverus, what are we going to do now?! The old man’s about to be killed any minute.”

Silverus turned his eyes left for Aleke without looking her in the eye. “Aleke, I’m going to need you to check on that old man and take him to safety.” He turned his eyes back to the scene and tightly narrowed his eyes. “I’ll distract them away from him.”

“Ah!” Aleke quickly turned back to Silverus and expressed her worried look on her face. “Are you sure about that?!”

“Just do it, Aleke!” Silverus roared impatiently when he shot his crossbow at the one in the middle.

“Okay,” Aleke said in her calming tone, nodding at Silverus a little although she appeared a bit reluctant at first.

Silverus ran away from Aleke and watched the one in the middle screeched out of pain and stopped advancing, kneeling down on the ground. The other two lycans stopped moving and turned to the one in the middle. They watched it pant and its blood oozing from its wound.

“Hey there, you bastards!” The lycans turned to Silverus' shout on the left and watched him aimed his crossbow at them. “That's right! I'll shoot one of you guys and I’m not afraid to fire another one! So come and get me!”

As soon as those lycans roared at Silverus, they bounced forward and chased after him. Aleke saw Silverus ran for his life, she turned back to the old man and saw her opportunity to carry him, while the larger one remained unconscious. The old man slowly sat up straight while he gazed at the larger one, still fighting through the pain.

The moment she placed her hand on him, he turned his head around and looked up at her. Before she could even lift him up, she noticed a bit of blood oozing from one of his legs to create a little pool of blood. “Here, let me help you, sir.”

“Oh, well thank you,” the old man said while Aleke lifted him up from the ground. Although he was a bit heavy for her to carry, she was strong enough to withstand his heaviness.

“Don't mention it.” She and the old man turned to the larger one, and they saw it still unconscious. It panted heavily with its head down, and its blood still oozed from its wound, dripping onto the ground.

“We need to take you to a safe place right now before that lycan gets back up and get you healed right now,” Aleke added, “Who knows how long that monster would become unstunned again.”

The old man turned back to the werewolf and Aleke, nodding. “Yes, I guess you're right. We really do need to get going now.”

Then her eyes wandered around for a hiding place as quickly as she could, but failed to find anything in sight. Nothing at all. She was desperate to find it as best as she could before the larger one rose back up from unconsciousness, yet the results were still the same.

The moment she and the old man heard a couple of screeches from the lycans behind them, they turned around and just saw the fog standing in their way. Aleke gasped as she assumed that Silverus was still alive and managed to stun the regular lycans.

“C'mon, let's get moving! He should be alive! He had to be!” Aleke exclaimed as she moved the old man in her direction as fast as she could.

The old man turned to Aleke and raised his confused eyebrow at her. “Um, who is ‘he’ you're referring to, young lady?”

Aleke turned back to the old man. “A friend of mine, the one who saved your life.”

“Oh, I see.”

Once the lycan's roar echoed behind them, they turned their heads to that direction and saw the larger one arose from its unconsciousness. It growled at them and pulled out an arrow from its shoulder, roaring at them with its claws ready. Its saliva escaped from its baring fangs.

Aleke and the old man widened their eyes out of shock, opening their mouths. Aleke hoped Silverus came to save them from that lycan's wrath.

She returned her attention to the front out of search for Silverus, yet he was nowhere to be found. The fog blocking her eyes from seeing Silverus in sight didn't really help calm her heart any better.

Hearing the lycan's roar behind her and the old man, the old man turned around and gasped when its shadow was casted upon them. “The monster's about to attack us!”

Aleke looked back and widened her eyes and mouth when she saw the lycan raise its claws up in the air, getting ready to attack her and the old man. “You can't be serious!”

Her sweat was forming all over her neck and her heart beated harder and faster. She wondered what was taking Silverus so long and when he was coming to the rescue. He just finished stunning his enemies, so he should come in their direction by now. The reason why he didn't arrive was beyond her.

Aleke swallowed her saliva as she was getting ready to prepare for death. She wished she would move a bit faster than she currently was, but the old man's injury and heaviness made it nearly impossible to do so. She also wanted to hope the lycans in Silverus' direction didn't rise up from unconsciousness, yet she was unsure of that possibility. The old man turned to Silverus' direction and the lycan behind him back and forth. He opened his bare, gritted teeth as he realized it was too late to be saved from this lycan, this monster.

By the time the lycan swung its claws against the old man and Aleke, Silverus' voice echoed from behind them, shouting, “Eat this, you sack of shit!”

A large rock slammed itself against the monster's face and caused it to screech in agony and stopped moving, collapsing to the ground. The rock bounced to the side a bit and bumped into the building wall. Panting, the old man and Aleke stopped moving and gazed at the unconscious lycan for a little while, smiling out of relief.

Aleke turned back around and opened her mouth with her continuous smile written on her face when she saw Silverus emerging from the fog unharmed. She shouted his name out of joy and dashed her way to hug him tightly. Silverus widened his eyes and spreaded out his arms a little, looking all confused as he wasn't used to being given hugs in his whole life.

“I’m glad you came here to rescue us. You had me worried there for a second,” Aleke cried, moving her head sideways while she leaned her head against his chest.

Then Silverus closed his eyes and hugged her softly. “Yeah, I'm glad you two are safe too.”

“Okay, our reunion is over.” Breaking up their hug, Silverus aimed his eyes at Aleke and the old man. “Alright, we better get going and find a place for us to hide. Those monsters could arrive here in any minute. Plus, I'm out of arrows and wouldn't be able to defend you guys the next time we encountered another one.”

Aleke returned her eyes to Silverus and nodded a little. “Right.” She then turned back to the old man and carried him towards Silverus. She then looked up at Silverus right after the lycan's roar echoed behind Silverus. “They’re coming! Let's go!”

Silverus led Aleke and the old man away from that lycan's roar behind him, running past the larger one who was still unconscious from Silverus' attack. He stopped moving and turned around, waiting for her and the old man to catch up with him. He was also on a lookout for the incoming lycan, relieved to not see its silhouette in the fog as of yet.

While he led them away from those monsters as fast as he could, he searched for the safe place and failed to find one so far. He looked back and forth to see not only Aleke struggling to catch up, but also the black silhouettes of four lycan's including the larger one approaching after them. Although they were fortunate enough to be a bit farther away from them, it was only a matter of time for those monsters to catch up to them.

Dammit! Those things are about to catch up to us. Silverus scanned for a hiding place and still struggled to find it. I couldn't go any farther. They're faster than us! We better break one of those doors if they're locked tight. But how?

He then searched around for anything to burst his way through the door, anything that would force it open, while Aleke and the old man caught up with him. No matter how desperate he was, those lycans continued to chase after them at lightning speed.

Whenever he turned his eyes to those monsters, his eyes were broadened, his sweat was forming on and sliding down from his forehead, and his heart pounded harder and faster on his chest, like a hammer banging on something. He wanted to continue searching for anything to help him break into the house, but decided not to and continued searching for a building to open the door, until he finally spotted a door with a blood stain on it creaked open a little. Smiling at it, he turned to Aleke and the old man and grabbed them towards that door just in time to prevent the lycans' claws from laying on them.

He dragged them towards that building with a creaked door opened and slammed it shut, panting and leaning his back against the door. When he looked at Aleke and the old man, he just saw them walking forward away from the moonlight a little. Darkness dominated the room and there was barely any moonlight in there. The moment Aleke searched for anything to light up the room, the monsters began to bang on the door and caused Silverus to back away from it.