[wakfu fanfic]
Chapter 1 part 1 - The Drhellzerker
It is my fault.
The same thought raced through his mind as he ran after
hoodlums. Despite the heavy rain and the fog, his vision is more blurred by
sweat and tears. He has run throughout the night. Chasing, yet never ever
reaching his quarry. Eight brigands broke into his home a little over a year
ago. His wife fought them off with her command of seed-dolls but was not strong
enough to protect their young. Where was her husband?
It is my fault.
The enutrof have spent his life increasing his own fortune.
Making deals, farming and re-selling things of value. He can call himself rich
now, but it never was enough. His business-minded personality is what attracted
his sadida wife to him, but as time goes on, it was also the one trait she now
despises.
It is my fault.
He raced through the Amaknan fields after hearing that
another kidnapping happened a few towns away from where they used to live. He
wanders now, looking for scraps of news and rumors about the riktus group. He
lost everything that fateful day, his home, his sanity but most of all his
family.
It is my fault.
His wife, filled with grief went back to her parents in the
Sadida Kingdom. Leaving him and all their belongings at their home in Emelka.
He then started trading all of what he has for news and rumors and started
wandering around. He is determined to have his child back. Even if he have to
lose everything else as its price.
It is my fault.
He is getting closer to the group. He can hear dragoturkeys
on the path ahead. In this form his speed is unrivalled.
They will not get
away, No, not this time!
He quickened his pace and left his sanity behind. He would
need to keep his form and thinking too much makes him lose his concentration. He
allowed the primal mind of his wild dhreller companion to take over. He simply
exerted one single objective. Do not let them go. He caught up with one of his
quarries and made all his muscles contract, to spring into action in one single
bound. After catching up, what matters then is all instinct.
And a really powerful blow.
With the velocity he gained through running, he charged
ahead and tackled the trailing dragoturkey and its rider. As the rider tumbled
down his own mount, he noticed another rider carrying what seems to be a child.
His enutrof mind arrested his body and transformed back to that of a man and as
he fell, threw a kama with enough force to severe the rope binding the child to
the dragoturkey as well as the bigger counterweight on the other side. The
hoodlum company stopped and some of them confronted their lone adversary. It is
six against a single old man. It was supposedly easy. Supposedly…
“Look at Tykkus, bwahahaha, he got knocked off his turkey!”
The large iop doesn’t look so concerned about the lone enutrof. He got off his
dragoturkey along with another brigand.
“Shut up iopbrain, we have work to do.” Tykkus, the pandawa
that was knocked off started to get up while nursing his bruised arm.
“Let us get this over with.” The cra, who got off his
dragoturkey, finished stringing his bow and have already drawn an arrow and
aimed upwards. He then let loose a hail of arrows. The child that fell screamed
as she looks up. She was in its range.
Ephimethius, who have already jumped out of the way saw the
child and instinctively jumped back in. He whistled loudly calling to him his
ancient dhreller companion as he covered the young child. As the arrows started
falling down with the rain, the fog kept the hoodlums from seeing the results
of the attack.
“I heard a child gobbalface! We were supposed to bring them
back alive! You could have waited until we retrieved the merchandise!” the
pandawa exclaimed while giving the cra a pound in the head.
“Doesn’t matter. It’s one out of the eight we got. He will
be happy. We just need to recover the ones in the fallen dragoturkey.”
“Well, did you kill the… URRGGHH!”
The only thing he saw was a white blur and a really heavy
clawed arm hitting him hard on the face. The pandawa struggled to get up but
the blur have already put himself in position with two hands together above his
head. He smashed both hands down and left the pandawa sprawled unconscious on
the ground.
The Iop jumped in with his left fist leading but touched
nothing but air. Instead, the dhrellzerker have counted on the iop leading with
a punch and grabbed his outstretched arm then smashed the iop to the ground. He
mounted his adversary and started clawing, bashing and gnawing.
The cra have his bow drawn with an arrow ready but could not
dare shoot. Not because his companion is nearby, but because he finally saw
their target. A wet bloodied drhellzerker with red reflective eyes that is
currently trained on him. In the darkness and in the rain, it was the most
terrifying thing he ever saw. Slowly, the monster got off the iop and slowly
inches his way to the cra all without taking his eyes off the brigand. The cra
was frozen stiff.
The other hoodlums took the opportunity to dash off, leaving
their downed allies on the ground. With the sight of his allies leaving him,
the cra started shooting off arrows onto the monster. They all failed to reach
the target whom is now running on all fours towards him. He screamed as the
drhellzerker smashed his left paw on him and threw him to a nearby tree. He
lost consciousness while watching in fear, the bloodied red-eyed drhellzerker
walking towards him with death in its eyes as it said:
“I am sorry, it was my
fault… but you all have to perish…”
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