Displacement
From Hunted To Hunter (Part Three)
Previous ChapterPOV: Hunter
Location: A Quiet Desolate Forest
Time: Several Years Later
“I had told Zeb about . . . the incident. He was in total denial. It didn’t take long for him to release his rage on him. He screamed at me with so much rage, saying that I was the reason Zed was dead. And to be honest . . . I agree with him. He then started blaming himself. He bursted out like a waterfall. It took many hours later before it was a soft sob. I remember his last hateful words that he said to me.”
“I wish I had never met you, you fucking dirty mut. Get out! GET OUT!” I did as he said but as I left the hut, it exploded and I was sent flying. Zeb . . . was in far too many pieces to count. That was my breaking point. Not only had my mate and future child been burned alive, but my best friend had only spat hateful words on me and then committed suicide.”
“ Her charred skin . . . I could smell it to this day and the ponies . . . the ponies . . . “
“’THOSE DAMN PONIES!’ I remember yelling. I guess it rains in hell and angels could be bad. I can remember when they hurt me so bad.”
“Anyways, It had been many years since that day. That horrific day. Ever since then, I met a pack. I started as a low rank, then quickly rose up to the top. I had many mates but none of them compared to Zed. The only good thing that came out of those mates where the pups. Unlike the other high ranking dogs, I took care of them all. I had found something to protect. A new purpose. While I was an alpha, I became a mercenary. Earning bits and gems for the packs. I’d always return with a huge smile on my face. The pups . . . they grow up too damn fast. I’d even help some other species while doing my job, even the ponies. ”
“I remember seeing a little Zebra foal. She looked so hungry and she looked like Zed. I gave her a few bits so she could buy herself food.”
“I had returned, only to see large creatures attacking my pack. A few dogs were injured but nothing much, having a diet consisting of a large amount of gems said a lot about our jaws and teeth. I broke up the fights as quick as I could. Even trying to reason with the creatures. They didn’t care though, so I subdued them. However, a large ship landed close by and The Storm King arrived. He offered me a deal after seeing my abilities. If I agreed, he’d leave my pack alone, and if I’d refused, he’d use his entire army to kill every last one of my pack members and pups.”
“Of course I agreed. Though I was a mercenary, I had done dirty jobs before and was paid fully. I was at first skeptical at how I would get paid but those thoughts were quickly set aside as I saw the full amount. I had the gems shipped to the pack to provide. Due to this, I became loyal to him. I did as he asked and never failed. I even gained some trust from him. I would pillage towns but wouldn’t kill.”
“I may have done dirty things but my actions spoke for themselves. Whenever someone payed me so I could kill another being, I asked why and who. If it was selfish fued, I wouldn’t kill the victim, I would kill the one who ordered for the assassination. But before killing them, I’d check for family and background. A nasty criminal record would be immediate death. A criminal trying his best to provide for his family and protect them was a different ball game. I’d often leave both alone if they had the best intentions for not only themselves but for their family or loved ones too. Pretty dumb logic and off-topic but I thought it was worth mentioning.”
“Back on topic, I told the villagers flee but some unlucky few that gotten captured. It truly pained my heart. The Storm King is a truly evil creature, and even if I told him that, I’m sure he would just relish that fact.”
“It’s really pitiful. I appreciate yet hate the tyrant.”
“So what do you think Tempest and Grubber? You asked about my past and I delivered.” I said somberly.
Tempest Shadow had wore watery eyes and so had Grubber. They both rushed at me, gripping me in a sympathetic hug.
“Never knew I needed a hug so
badly. Thanks guys . . . we’ll will make it out of this. I . . . Promise.”
Author's Note
Short chapter but I wanted to end this on a previously unkown point of view. There’s more to these ’Villains’ than you thought.
