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I think I stayed at Huntch’s place for about a day. I was so shocked that was all I could think about. My father was Warrior of Darkness. It all made sense now. When I was little, he killed my mother. I felt the darkness. If I had known about the warriors earlier, I would have guessed that he was the Warrior of Darkness. I shook my head and recovered from my trance.
I had then realized that Huntch was already outside. I trotted outside and stood at the brim of the circle and sat down were
“Yesterday, you told me about the warriors of the Mobon Pack. I have a few questions on that,” I said. For once I didn’t rush into these things.
“Aren’t you going to be rude like you normally are?” Huntch asked.
“Who is the Warrior of Harmony? You, uh, didn’t tell me about that one.” I said sadly with my head down, completely ignoring him.
“Ler, you are the Warrior of Harmony. You have a big responsibility. You are ruler of all attributes. You are ruler of Fire, Ice, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, and Darkness. No one told you because if you were told earlier you might have taken advantage of your power,” Huntch laughed getting up.
“I have that much power? Does that mean I control my father?” I asked.
“Well, yes and no. He’s your father and well, I don’t think I need to explain that. As a Warrior, yes. Go stand in the middle of the circle,”
I obediently ran and stood in the center of the circle. Whoosh! Blue wind started to swirl around me. What was happening? In the symbol of fire, a wolf of Fire stood there. In the symbol of water a wolf of Water appeared and so forth. I felt their souls becoming alive. Except for Darkness, it did not have a soul coming from it. My father was not present.
The fire, water, earth, wind, ice, and light wolves became real. Pyrus, Warrior of Fire, was an orange wolf with a red stripe running down his back. Trident, Warrior of Water, was a light blue wolf. Fornax, Warrior of Wind, was white with light blue swirls. Krystal, Warrior of Ice, was light blue. Cathus, Warrior of Earth, was dark brown. Rez, Warrior of Light, was white.
Each wolf had a necklace with a charm on it. They were made of glass. I’m guessing that they have magical powers or something. Pyrus’s was a flame, Trident’s a trident, Fornax’s was a cloud, Krystal had a snowflake, Cathus’s was a leaf, and Rez’s was a white sword. I remembered that my father had a necklace too. He had a black sword. Each of the charms from the warriors started to glow. They all beamed to my chest where a necklace and charm appeared. Mine was a color changing sphere. It changed from red to blue to grey to light blue to green to white and finally to black. It repeated over and over again, imagine how annoying that would be.
It repeated those colors over and over again. It drove me nuts. I felt like ripping it off or even crushing the sphere. Ler, go find Loupus and get the Soul Stone back.
“Who said that?” I asked. It echoed through the forest and then the six warrior wolves disappeared. “What was that?”
“That was the Warrior Wolves. They were telling you that it was your father. Go get him. You don’t have to hurt him if you don’t want to, just get the Soul Stone back from him,” Huntch said, walking back into his hut.
I just stood there. Scul was right. I smiled. He’s awesome. I still owed him that apology.
“What are you waiting for? GO!” Huntch said breaking me from my trance.
I rushed off back to our pack’s territory. As I neared the center of the plaza I saw Loupus standing there. There were hundreds of dead wolves around him, the murderer!
He not only killed my mother, but my entire family. He had killed almost every wolf in the pack with his dark magic. Evil embraced him. The Soul Stone was no longer glowing blue but swirling black.
The Soul Stone was turning evil. As long as it was in his possession it would be evil. I had to get it back fast.
“Loupus. Give it back,” I said firmly as I approached him.
“Give what back? Don’t talk to your father like that,” he asked grasping the Soul Stone so tightly it could have shattered in his paws.
“Don’t play dumb. Give the Soul Stone to me,”
“No. What can you do? You are my son. You must be obedient to me. I am your father,”
“Yeah, a bad one. What kind of father would steal the one of the pack’s most valuable treasure? What happened to the caring father I used to know? Whatever you do don’t crush the Soul Stone,”
“You’re too late Ler,” he said raising an eyebrow smirking.
“No!” I screamed leaping towards him. I pounced on him and leaped over him. He fell to his back and the Soul Stone rolled out of his paws. I lunged for it. Too late! He grabbed it again. I bared my teeth. He bared his. We circled each other several times.
“Give it to me! I demanded,” my whole body trembled with anger as I circled my father.
“NO!” he roared. He threw the Soul Stone on the ground. I shielded my eyes anticipating destruction of the world. I waited a moment. I uncovered my eyes. Time had stopped! I saw the Legendary Warrior Wolves standing in a circle around him. Rez was aside, holding the Soul Stone. It was turning good again. He was purifying it of evil. Where the evil went, I have no idea. Hopefully not into him.
“Pyro Destruction!” Pyrus said. As he howled his symbol appeared in fire. It hit my father as he disappeared into dust. Black smoke rose from his disintegrated body.
“Clash of the Oceans!” Trident said. Two giant waves appearing from his paws destroyed the black smoke. It also disintegrated into dust. Only his necklace was left. Krystal held up his necklace and all the dust flowed into the necklace.
I looked at Rez. He placed the Soul Stone atop the pedestal. It was glowing blue. He nodded his head and the Warrior wolves started to leave.
“Wait!” I said running towards them. They all looked at me. “What was with that ‘Pyro Destruction’ and ‘Clash of the Oceans’ thing?”
“That was the summoning of our magic, o’ mighty lord,” Pyrus explained a little too formally.
“Thanks for saving our pack. But all of those wolves… there not completely dead, are they?” I asked hopefully.
“No they are not. Since you have no living wolf in your pack…,” Trident began.
“You will join my pack?” I hoped.
“Well no but look what we did for you,” Fornax said.
“Turn around Ler,” Cathus said.
I turned around of the wolves that had been killed were alive! They were zombie wolves! Just kidding. It was good to have them back. Standing in the front was Loupus and beside him was Scul. But he didn’t have the necklace. He must have been filtered of evil. I was happy now. I didn’t even think about what had happened to the evil that he was possessed by. My eyes started to water as I ran towards my father. I had my family back.
“Ler, I only accepted evil because I never got to spend time with you. Every time I had time, you were doing other things. I hardly got to even talk to my own son. So I accepted darkness. I was lonely. The new power allowed me to have shadow friends. But I promise you that won’t happen ever again Ler,” Loupus said as I buried my face into his warm furry chest.
“Dad, I’m sorry. Ever since Mom died I never wanted to be with you again. I was afraid that you would destroy me too. But now I understand. I have learned to forgive. And Scul, I’m so sorry,” I said lifting my head up. Scul nodded with pleasure.
“Ler, you are the greatest son a wolf could ever have,”
“Thank you Dad. I love you,”
At that moment I heard Howling Souls.