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I know you're all going to love this. For those of you who read and enjoyed the first part of The Kalgorn Trilogy, i'm sure you've been waiting to hear anything on the progress of the next part. Well, i've gotta be honest. I didn't write anything at all for about a month. It might have gone on longer if I hadn't started visiting an old website i used to log on to frequently. I started RP'ing a bit there and became impatient with waiting one night. I then began writing something that turned out, in my opinion, very good.

After I finished that, well I only wrote the first chapter, I began to think about continuing one of the sequal fan fictions i've promised but have yet to deliver. It didn't take me long to decide which one to work on. I've been given numerous PM's about when am i going to write a sequal to Kodi's Big Mistake or when it's going to be finished, but I decided that one will have to wait just a bit longer. Instead, i've gotten TKT part two well under way. And, as a effort to pay some of my dues, i'm giving a small sample of the text to you readers early. This is the only time i'm doing this for this fiction. After this post, the next time you will see any more of it, it will be in my gallery. I'm going to try and get this one done by the end of this month. (Haha, June just started today!)

Well, enough dilly-dallying. Here's your exclusive(no joke) peek at TKT Part Two!

The Kalgorn Trilogy - Part Two
By: balto678

PRELUDE


The nostrils of a human hunter flared as he sniffed the air. While his sense of smell was not as acute as a wolves, he lived in these forests and could pick up traces of animals almost just as skillfully as any wolf. This human was dark-skinned with long black hair that fell in a mess down to his shoulders. He wore nothing but a loincloth around his waist. While he had no verbal name, for his generation of people had no spoken language, he was recognized as the leader by the white hand print painted on his chest. This man, the leader of a small hunting party, had just caught the scent of their next meal. It was two wolves. Their scent was still very fresh. Not only was their scent in the air, but he could also see the traces of where these two wolves had slept the previous night. He was crouched at a half fallen over tree. Due to the height of the tree, when it finally gave way and began to fall, it got lodged between the branches of another nearby tree. So, the tree trunk stuck up at an angle, leaving it's branches to act as cover for the creatures slumbering under it. He peered inside to see if the wolves he could smell were still there. With no such luck, he was at least able to tell that they had been there by traces of animal fur and the two impressions in the ground from their bodies. Judging from the scent his weak sense of smell was able to pick up, he reasoned that they weren't too far off.

With a wave of his hand and a thrust of the spear he held in his hand, two groups of three humans split apart to give chase to their prey. They, too, had found traces of the wolves. The wolves, should they manage to kill them, would be skinned for clothes. They would also provide he and his people with food.
While the two groups rocketed through the trees expertly, hardly causing a single plant to stir or make any branches beneath their feet snap, the leader of thise group set out on his own. He ran on in different direction from the others. He was headed for the wolves, but it wasn't a direct path. He had something else in mind. This tactic he had decided on was the one that would prove to be the single thing that secured their meal that night.


The two wolves the humans had set their sights on were mother and son. The larger of the two, the female with a glossy white pelt, was the mother. Her name was Mist. The second wolf, the wolf with the brown and white coat was named Kalgorn. Though they were still ignorant of their impending doom that was only minutes away, Mist could sense there was something going on around them that neigher she or her son Kalgorn could. She didn't like it. But she was so thirsty that she ignored the opressive spirit above them and gulped down water from the river they had come across. She and her son had been growing dehydrated from the lack of water in their systems so, finding a river that flowed clean water was something of a blessing to them. However, just as the two wolves shared a smile, licking their muzzles dry, their moment was ruined by the sudden appearance of two humans. Both of them brandishing the sharp spears they held in their paws.
At first, the two wolves shrank back in fright, but their survival instincts began to kick in as soon as it dawned on them that these creatures ment to kill them. They both advanced on the humans, growling and snarling threatningly. Showing their sharp fangs and snapping at the spears as they were thrust at them. They were determined to break the tip off the sticks and eliminate the threat to them.

They managed to break the tips off the two spears, but they still weren't in the clear. They may have rendered their weapons useless, the still were unable to escape. They swerved between the two humans, avoiding one of their swings with the blunt stick and taking off. As soon as they got a distance away, they began to feel sharp, painful stings on their bodies as large stones fell from the sky and struck them. Kalgorn yelped in fright.
The stoning might have been unpleasant, but that wasn't what heeded their escape. It was the arrival of more humans. Suddenly the two humans they had just evaded were the least of their concerns. Six more humans abruptly materialized in front of them from the trees. All of them had another one of those spears. There was no fighting them. All Kalgorn and Mist could do was run. Run as fast as they could and evade the sharp spearheads they were being thrust their way over and over again.

With so many of these sharp spears coming at him, it was impossible for Kalgorn to dodge them all. He managed to do so for most of them, but a few of the humans got some lucky blows. The first of which was a rather painful jab to the shoulder which caused him to whimper as a small stream of blood ran down his leg from the wound. But, with the pain came the adrenaline. Adrenaline was followed by anger. These two combined, had a nice effect on most people. For Kalgorn, i made his fear of the creature to vanish from him. He siezed the stick the spear was attached to in his jaws and jerked it out of the humans hand.
The human, suddenly finding himself unarmed, became extemely aware of how deadly and sharp this wolf's claws looked. Kalgorn snarled and ran at him. As a result, the human took off and ran away. The retreating human gave Kalgorn and his mother a small chance to escape. Kalgorn wasted no time in sprinting toward their escape route. The humans had had them circled so it was impossible to run by them without being impaled on the end of those sharp sticks they carried. The hunter Kalgorn had just scared off caused a brief gap in the surrounding humans. Kalgorn made it through with no problem. However, when Mist sprinted after her son, amazed at what he'd just done, the gap suddenly closed.

It wasn't the nearby humans that blocked her off. It was something entirely different. The whole attack had taken place on the bank of a river. This river had several large trees growing out and over it. One of these trees jutted all the way out to the opposite shore. It was this tree that aided in Mists death.
Just as she reached the gap, another human dropped to the ground right infront of her. Then, before she could react, she felt a blinding pain in her chest. Then, not even a second later, her heart stopped. She was dead.

The human with the white hand print on his chest, the hunting party's leader, had swam across the river to the opposite shore and climbed along the trees that grew there. Briefly becomeing something like a Tarzan. When he reached the tree he was headed for, he came to a stop. The tree he had reached was one of the largest. Not in height, but it jutted out all the way across the river, for the river wasn't that wide, and still maintained a strong grasp in the ground. It was this tree limb that he slowly climbed out on. Once he reached the end of it, he sat quietly and waited. Directly beneath him, as he had predicted, the wolves were taking their drink from the water.

Over the course of the next few minutes, he witnessed his party install fear into these wolves hearts. But that fear led them to fight for their lives desperatly. He watched the brown wolf sieze the spear from one of the hunters, yank it free of his grasp, then charge him. It was then that he knew he had to act. He wasn't about to allow their meal to escape. The brown wolf may have escaped, but the larger while female wolf had yet to escape.
Acting fast, he jumped from the tree branch, landed on his feet right infront of the white wolf. The impact of his feet on the ground caused him to sink down to one knee. He got back to his feet quickly and, in one fluent motion as he came up, swung his spear back and brought it back, driving it deep inside the female wolf's chest. The spear buried itself so deep in her chest that the spear itself could no longer be seen. There was just a long spear handle jutting out of her chest. The wolf's struggling never even began. At least he'd done her one favor. He gave her a quick death. She didn't have time to feel the pain before her life was extinguished.


Now, back to my banana juice. I mean, back to work.

Wow, still not a single reply. And this has been up for at least 3 weeks now.

Fantastic job B678,very well done,keep up the good work. ~~Aloha Aleu

Hmmm, figured more people would have responded to this by now. Considering how much the first part was liked.