Cronos and Aniu Act 3 p2.

 

                                                                                     Cronos felt his heartbeat increase hugely he was too scared. To even move from what had happened not so long ago those two wolves that came and one beat his mother to what he thought to death at the moment. It all hit Cronos at once in a flash.

 

“We are passing though and uh yeah I’m trying to get that guy home.” Pete said with his tail as a pointer to Cronos, “and that’s it.”

 

The wolf paused and hit Pete to the ground, “Dog.” The wolf looked at Cronos, “You are?”

 

Cronos didn’t saying anything for a long time till Pete spoke, “Dude answer him his paw is heavy.”  

 

“Cr…Cronos…” Cronos answered terrified, he took a step away from Hamal.

 

The wolf nodded his head, “MY name is Hamal, I tell you this I don’t like your father and I’m sure as heck don’t you, or this freak under me.”

 

“I’m trying to get him home for crying out loud! Kill me but leave that guy alone! But before you kill me, I need to see him home or you just might kill us both. But if you don’t agree it’s two vs. one, so you pick.” 

 

Hamal stared down at him, “You’re smart fetcher.” He looked hard at Cronos; “Fine I’m close to where you live you unnatural of nature.” He let go of Pete; he got to his feet quickly. Cronos and Pete followed Hamal; they paused when they saw three wolves that met Hamal. “We rest for three days, then take you home.” Pete nodded his head to Hamal realizing he had been tricked.

 

A white wolf with yellow eyes watched and followed Cronos, “It was just a dream.” The white wolf somewhat looked at the ground, “You just have his traits, I don’t even know your name, but you look like him, but a too wolfish.” The white wolf giggled.

 

The white wolf looked harder on where the two where the white wolf took a step back, “Hamal? Gosh you have gotten a lot bigger, and by my eyes your alpha! That’s what you dreamed of, when told me.” The white wolf smiled at the memories, then had a very sharp pain throbbed, the white wolf frowned, “Yeah…what he told me.”

 

The white wolf looked ahead, the white wolf couldn’t recognize the other three wolves with Hamal and the dog and the wolf dog. It hurt to look at the wolf dog, but was easy to as well for the white wolf.  

 

Cronos felt uneasy around Hamal he didn’t really like him; he kept on giving him a stare, that said I’ll kill you. He wondered of why he froze up so bad, he couldn’t move, why? He wasn’t like that black furred red-eyed wolf.

 

Pete relaxed even around the wolves he was able to talk to two of them for around five minutes. Pete came over to Cronos, “Yo, they aren’t going to let us go for while, well I guess its get back from to you’re the father. Or something.”

 

Cronos looked at him, “How long do think I think…I mean how long?” He shuddered.

 

He shrugged, “I don’t now’ maybe in a few months by what I got from the other two, no worries dude.”

 

Cronos shot out, “A few months! But…I can’t stay that long, I…”

 

Hamal finished for him, “You will stay or die instead, which would you prefer? I thought so, runt.”

 

Cronos been called runt before many times, but this one just really hurt more then the others. He felt like growling but didn’t, “So what if I’m a runt. It doesn’t change anything.”

 

Hamal smirked, “Your still far weaker than your brother are you not? You tire easy, your get hurt easy your fragile, and your mind is weak, you freeze at surprising things and battle, you are a weaker runt.”

 

Cronos flattened his ears, Pete spoke up, “You don’t have to be hard on him for it, and you should perhaps help him get strong.”

 

Hamal looked hard on them both, “Why? I could help a stronger one, this if I made stronger this one is helpless so why waste it it’s dumb, I’m surprised that this one still lives, but parents must have been so careful to keep you alive when you where younger I’m I right?” Hamal scorned.

 

Cronos turned his head away, he had watery eyes and looked away he was right about everything he said, and he was a weaker runt. He wanted just to hide and cry, like what he did before; Hamal smiled at his actions.

 

“Now I don’t want these two near each other, at anytime.” Hamal ordered the other two of the three wolves to do. “Also give that one the runt one, don’t talk to him.” Pete looked at Hamal, but was silent about it though.

 

Hamal had led them to where his den was, when he arrived he told everyone not to come close to Cronos, or talk to him. Cronos. Cronos didn’t like being alone at all, Pete didn’t like it either, he was half beaten half disrespected for being a dog at the pack. Well I should stay here…dad shouldn’t have me as a burden like I was…

 

The white wolf had followed the path of Cronos, was watching him, the white wolf noticed he was left out while the other beaten, as the wolf watched Cronos was also beaten. The white wolf hated it.

 

The white wolf sighed, “You don’t need it, there wolf-boy, you’re like him, but not, but could you be?” The white wolf pondered in the wolf’s mind.

 

The white wolf spoke, “I’ll watch you, just as how I have always watched this pack and wondered in my life from one place to the next.” The wolf softly said. “Could you be?”

 

Nome. sub-act. Act 3 two months pass.

 

Boris started to pass it had been a while, since there small fight Balto hadn’t gone back to his boat, “Where could he gone, did he run?” He thought aloud. Muk was behind Boris about to jump on him, Boris didn’t know he was there behind him.

 

Cinder passed back and forth, he was bored, “I’m bored!” He said how he felt to the world. “Why…” Cinder groaned. “When I start to jump around Rosé goes inside. And mom is boring. And went out leaving the poor me alone and bored!” He complained, he kept his mind off Cronos most of the time he tried anyway, he was really close to his brother and he gone now, away to another town.

 

He looked either way, “Ah heck I go around town myself.” He fit himself under the fence and got out, “About time I know this place for myself in stead, of.” Cinder changed his voice to bad girl like voice for his mother, “‘I’ll teach you one day.’” He shook his head at it.

 

He hadn’t forgotten where the boiler room was, how could he? He guessed that his parents would be there so he evaded it. He watch two dogs talking one was white a female pretty one too but too old for him.

 

He saw the other dog leave; He came over to the female, “Hey.” He simply said.

 

The female was Terry, Cinder had no clue who she was, “You shouldn’t be out, you’re eyes say so.”

 

Cinder went quiet but quickly recovered, “Nah I can be out, I’m big now, don’t even.” He looked at the dog that left it was a guy. “So you like that guy?”

 

Terry nodded her head, “I love him, his my son.” Terry looked forward, “You’re hurt, and you don’t like something.” 

 

He slightly widened his eyes. Who the heck is this!! “Yeah doesn’t everyone?”

 

“Something is unfair that you had no control over, you think something unfair? Your wolf, though it’s hard to see, but you look like a wolf.” She smiled and looked at him.

 

He looked away, “You know who I am?” Terry nodded her head. “Well I don’t even know you…” He started but didn’t finish.

 

“I know who you are but I don’t know your name.” She smiled, “May you tell it to me?”

 

It took a moment for his mind to come back to him, he shook his head to snap out of it, and she was weird. “Cinder…”

 

Terry smiled “Nice to see you, you have any brothers or sisters?” She asked kindly.

 

Cinder fell silent. Terry turned her head, waiting. “Yes, I…had one brother.”

 

“Where is he?” She asked softly, trying to be gentle on the matter. 

 

“I don’t know, they took him, and went away far away.” He said in a whisper not meaning to.

 

“I’m sorry.” She said not much louder, not making over hearable.

 

He got to his senses, “Well nice talking to ya. I didn’t get ya name.”

 

She smiled, “Terry, ask your father about me, I talk to him every now and then.” Cinder nodded his head and ran off.

 

He listened to everything he hated some conversations the stopped to listen about the ones about his brother. “I heard the wolf son of Balto was taken and killed.” “Serves him right, he most likely would be wild and go and kill when he got big enough.” He looked at the ground with angry tears, he was a gentle and kind, he wasn’t that, what wrong with being part wolf, I should have been the wolf! Only if I was as wolf and Cronos but…

 

 He kept on running down hearing things his brother came often, so many lies so many opinions. “I heard he might be alive, that’s not good.” “I heard he was attacking and that’s why they got rid of them, not the wolf issue.” “I heard something like that, but it was the guys brother Cinder, he’s a great lad!” “I feel sorry for Jenna about what happened.” “I heard wolf-dog children mostly are killers.” He had tears down his face why did he listen to them. He turned and ran in an alley behind a wooden box and cried, for his brother, why did so many think it was right a good thing? Why did it happen to him he never did anything? Why? Why was a good thing for him to be

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