One more chap to go..*mutters something about there's no spellchecker on this forum*
Chap 8
When Zel woke up, it was daylight. He looked over at Mona, who was curled up in a ball, trembling and sobbing quietly. He snorted and got up. She stiffened when he moved, but he no longer cared. He got himself dressed and simply left, not looking back once...
Seven years later...
Zel watched the Greenie group pass him as he hid. This group had mostly younger muds in it but he didnt care. He had given up trying to convince them to bow to him a long time ago.
None of them deserve to live. he thought as he shifted into his Guardian form. He watched them a little longer, then he charged, cutting the first one down before they even realized he was there. He killed a couple more before the group scattered. Enjoying the hunt, he hunted down each one. When he was done, he paused a moment.
Wait, there was one more. Where did he go? he thought.
Suddenly he saw a young mud bolt from behind a rock pile. With a sadisic grin he gave chase. He was about to pounce on him when something knocked him to the side.
Who dares! he thought as he righted himself. He turned to see a large reptilian creature that look simular to a Moon Guardian standing between him and the young mud. It stood on four legs with a set of wings on its shoulder blades and was purple and blue in color.
*You interfear.* Zel said angerly. *Why do you interfear? They are infior to my people, the Moon Children. They have refused to bow to us, therefore they do not deserve to live.*
"I don't believe your people think the same way as you do." the creature said.
*They will soon enough, once I prove our kinds superiority over all others.*
"You are mad. I will not let you go through with this!"
*Then you will die.* Zel said as he jumped the creature.
A brutal fight between them started. Each landing blows on each other. Then the creature managed to land a mortal wound to him. Knowing there was no way he could win now, he fled. His wound hurt terribly but he ignored it. He kept running. Heading back toward his village. Wanting to see the one person he truly cared for one last time....
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