Thick smoke filled the atmosphere. The weather was so dark, and great heat filled the surroundings. The high mountain has been scattered and torn down because of the fatal clashes between the two beings.
Rey Reed Smith rolled on the earth, his body healing slowly and his breath rough. His face was filled with dirt. All the bruises on his body were starting to heal, too. He groaned, spilled blood, and cleaned his mouth.
He gathered all the strength in his body, summoned his Alpha power, and yanked himself up. He shakes his head and repositions himself, facing his enemy.
“We can do this all day,” the second man said, smiling. “This is one of the reasons why I chose you. You had great endurance. You won't give up easily. You're the perfect vessel for me.”
Rey Reed scoffed, “Lord Rey, or whatever you called yourself, you had made a great mistake by messing with the wrong being.”
Lord Rey shakes his head to show that Rey Reed Smith was wrong. He knew what he was doing. He will never make a mistake. Only if Rey Reed Smith knew that he had been monitoring him ever since he began his quest for revenge He had known that Rey Reed Smith would be the perfect vessel for him to possess. That's why he took part in his death. He hijacked Rey's soul, and brought him to the Middle Land, so he could free the people from the curse of Xavier Knoll.
“I know what I'm doing,” Lord Rey said. “I chose your body because we're related. We had the same blood running through our veins. I'm the first of your kind. I'm one of your ancestors. I am your forefather!” Lord Rey hollered while his blue and red eyes shone brightly. Thunder is clasping in the sky, and lightning flashes.
Lord Rey was getting impatient already. He had tried telling Rey Reed Smith that he wouldn't be in his body for too long. He only wants to possess him and free the people from the curse of Xavier Knoll, the Alpha who was betrayed years ago. However, Rey won't permit him. Lord Rey tried to force himself inside, but Rey's hellhound power is making it hard for him.
Lord Rey has been watching Rey Reed Smith ever since the court case. His spirit had been monitoring him, going everywhere with him, and protecting him when necessary.
He was there when Rey Reed was taken to the Adirondack Mountains and forced to fight in the arena with other werewolves. He was there when Rey fought the twin alpha. He was the one who sent the pangolin to help him. He was there during all the adventures of Rey in New York. He was there when the pink killer wanted him dead. He was the one who made the bullet to infiltrate Rey's skull, so he could bring him to the middle-land and borrow his body to lift the curse of Xavier Knoll.
He was able to force Rey here because of the connection between them. They're blood-related. He was the ancestor of Rey Reed Smith. But Rey won't agree with him because he has no access to his memory.
It's not that Lord Rey wanted it that way, but he had no choice. Things will not go well for Rey if he gains access to his memory. Sebastian will hunt him down quickly. He locked his memories to protect him and unlocked them when necessary. It was his plan all along. He was only hoping Rey Reed Smith would agree with him and stop fighting him. He's just too stubborn.
“I'm tired of your gibberish,” Rey said, frustrated. “I've heard enough of your lies. So, let me return to my realm, and all of us can live in harmony.”
Lord Rey shakes his head and says, “I'm sorry, son, but I can't allow that. You're the perfect vessel for me. You're the only hope I had to save the middle land once again, and I can't let that opportunity slip by me.”
“Then you leave me no choice,” Rey elucidated. “I can't let you possess my body anymore.”
Rey stomped his feet on the earth and let out a primordial roar. His voice fills the environment, and it shakes the foundation of the mountain itself. Instantly, Rey Reed transformed into a creature with bright red eyes, long fangs, and fire blazing around his body. He transformed into a hellhound.
“Let the game begin, son.” Lord Rey smiled.
He unsheathed his two blades, his red and blue eyes shining brightly, and the gauntlet on his arm glowed. All the gems that were neatly arranged on the gauntlet glinted, showing that they were ready for war. The same goes for the two blades, the undead, and the ancient sword.
With immense speed, Rey Reed Smith dived for Lord Rey, his hand folded in his fist, and he brought it down for Lord Rey's head. At the last second, Lord Rey froze him in time by using the time gem and then used the power gem to blast him away.
As Rey went flying backward, he twirled his body in the air and docked. At the same motion, he leaped up again, charging toward Lord Rey once again. This time, Rey Reed Smith folded his fist, kept spinning his body, and aimed for Lord Rey's head to crush his skull.
Despite Rey Reed's speed, Lord Rey saw him coming in slow motion. “Dirty move,” he mumbled.
Lord Rey spun around and threw the undead blade. The blade went flying in the air, aiming for Rey Reed Smith's chest. Rey Reed's survival instinct kicked in, and he docked at the last moment to avoid the blade, making him lose his balance. He came tumbling down, and he collided with the earth. Nevertheless, he didn't give up. He stood as soon as he reached the earth.
He tried attacking Lord Rey again, but the unexpected happened. The undead blade that Rey evaded earlier turned back, multiplied itself into three and lunged at him. After waiting for a few inches for the blade to reach Rey Reed Smith, his hellhound reflex kicked in, and he jumped out of the way. He did a surprising thing by chasing after the undead blade.
Rey Reed grabbed the handle of the blade, and it became engulfed in flame. He doubled his speed, raised the undead blade, which had also become one, and swung for Lord Rey's head.
The latter raised the ancient blade and parried the blow, saying, “You're still slow, son.” Lord Rey taunted, a devilish smile plastered at the corner of his lips. “I thought you could do better.”
Rey Reed Smith gritted his teeth in anger, at Lord Rey's speech. He pushed Lord Rey backward, tripled his strength and power, and then slashed again. Nevertheless, Lord Rey parried the blow easily. As the metal clanged against each other, it let out a great sound and pierced their eardrums; sparks also flew out. It was a great blow, but Lord Rey had managed to block it without shaking.
"“Now, it's my turn.” Lord Rey said this and frowned. He pushed Rey Reed backward and swung his blade at him. He slashed at Rey, driving him back and further away. Lord Rey doubled his speed, going faster than anyone in the universe. He attacked at different angles, slashing Rey Reed Smith in multiple parts of the bodies while the time and invisible gems aided him.
Rey tried blocking most of the blow, but he couldn't avoid all of it. It was like he was fighting with an unseen force of the earth. This man was just too strong for him to handle. He had summoned his deepest power, the one he had used to defeat his greatest enemy, but it was useless to Lord Rey. That made Rey Reed Smith conclude that he's indeed a god. Yet he wasn't ready to give up easily.
As Lord Rey keeps slashing him, his body heals. It healed faster than he could even imagine. He tried attacking too, but he couldn't land a blow on Lord Rey. The man could predict his attack, and he would easily block it. Before Rey Reed Smith could think of another move, he would have landed multiple blows on him.
Rapidly, Rey Reed Smith felt himself going weak. He felt his arm getting heavier, his throat getting dry, and he was thirsty. He could feel his body healing slowly and his speed reducing drastically. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore. Lord Rey directed a heavy blow to his head, which he managed to block at the last second.
Lord Rey pressed the blade against his shoulder, forcing him to go to his knees. “You still have a lot to learn, son.” He paused, “With your current skills, you can't defeat Sebastian, Dylan, and other threats in this land. You wouldn't be able to defeat Alpha Kyle and his commander in this state.”
“And who are you to lecture me?” Rey growled.
Lord Rey smirked, “I'm not lecturing you; I'm telling you what will happen in the future.”
“You can't tell me what to do,” Rey Reed insisted. “I'll do anything I feel is right in my eyes.”
“I know,” Lord Rey said, and disarmed him. “That's why I'll be taking control again and locking your memory. I'll only open them one after the other whenever it's time.”
Rey screamed, “No! You can't do that.”
Unfortunately, it was too late. Lord Rey opened his mouth and breathed into it. Rey blacked out.
*************
“Rey!” Gaius screamed, rushing into the room. “Rey Reed, wake up. My brother is in danger. He's missing.”
Instantly, Rey jolted up from his bed. He was drenched in sweat, and he could feel a massive heat emitting from his body. He felt as if he was locked in hell.
Rey shakes his head, and it aches. As he tried to stand up, the dream he had flashed in his head. Rey didn't need anyone to tell him that it was reality. Whoever it was that possessed him came to his subconscious. Rey felt himself getting infuriated.
“Rey!” Gaius slapped Rey on the face, bringing him out of his thoughts. “Some bandits crossed my brother's path and kidnapped him.” He hollered.
t.b.c
Rey Reed Smith galloped on the horse that was given to him by Gaius, racing across the desert land and heading toward the tavern that was located on the outskirts of the town. By the time he crossed the Isengard border and arrived at Ai, the first sun was shining brightly.Rey reduced the speed of his horse, throttling gently into the town. After another hour of riding, he jumped off his horse, held his reins, and tried looking for a clue.Gaius had told him that the bandits who kidnapped Garry came in this direction. He told him that they were wearing armor and bearing the flag of the Ai men. Rey didn't waste any time. He chased after them immediately.Luckily, he was able to catch up with one of them on his way here. The man he caught was dying. He was suffering from a fever, forcing his men to leave him behind. They probably thought he wouldn't make it. He will only slow their journey down.Rey was lucky to meet the man some minutes before he breathed his last breath. He was the on
Eventually, Rey couldn't stand the disgusting face of the bartender anymore. He was overwhelmed with rage and the urge to fight. He needs something to unleash his anger on. He wants someone to feel the pain he felt in his dream. Unfortunately, the bartender and his men had just become the perfect scapegoat he needed.As the innkeeper's men lunged at him, Rey wasted no time; he darted toward them. He has been trained to fight with multiple men on multiple occasions. Besides, Rey had a gut feeling that he was used to a situation like this.The only thing Rey did was feel a little bad for these men. They didn't know who he was. They were humans, but he was not. He was different from them. He was a night-walking creature.A huge man raised his hand to hit Rey, and the latter dove, grabbing his hand in the same motion and then throwing him over his shoulder. Without hesitation, Rey spun around and back-kicked another man in his manhood. He stepped back to avoid a plank as another man swung
Rey dismounted his horse and hurried inside the tavern. He elbowed his way past the people who were drinking and created a path to the innkeeper. The innkeeper was standing at the end of the room, writing down people's names as they came to book room.He was a slimy-looking fellow, wearing a fake smile and sweating and rubbing his hands together as he counted their coins.As Rey approached, the man raised his head, a wide smile on his lips, and asked, “How may I assist you, gentleman?”The man paused and focused his attention on Rey when he heard no response from him. “Did you need a room, sir?” he asked again. “Should I get you a stripper to handle you throughout the night?”Rey shook his head to signify that he didn’t need anything the man asked for and walked closer to him to avoid raising his voice and attracting unwanted attention to himself.“I’m looking for a group of bandits that came from Isengard,” Rey whispered. “I was told that they were seen here a few hours ago. They had
As Rey Reed Smith kept walking toward the kingpin, he could feel his anger increasing. He couldn't believe that such a thing still existed in the Middle Land, right under the control of a dread king. Rey gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned dark.He had thought everyone in the Middle Land feared Sebastian. It was wrong. Not everyone feared him. If they did, such an attitude wouldn't exist in his territory without him being able to do anything. Rey presumed that he doesn't even know. Such a shame.The Kingpin's men were the first to notice Rey approaching. They stepped forward to meet him halfway, but the kingpin himself raised a finger, stopping his men from rushing forward."Perhaps he will come for business." The man said, and his men relaxed.Rey stood in front of the man. One could easily see the rage on his face. He was trying to stop himself from hitting the man first. He was an honorable man after all, and it would be bad to hurt a man first unless he had a reasonable excuse.
Rey continued his chasing after the locusts' bandits. He galloped on his horse, racing against time as the image of Garry filled his head. He kept charging across the outskirts of the town and heading west, just like the kingpin had told him. He had been racing throughout the night until the sun finally broke in the sky.Rey looked up, and he couldn't believe it. He had been riding all night without stopping to take a nap or rest. He couldn't believe that he had spent a day looking for Garry. He had thought it would be a simple job, but he was wrong. Now, he was sure without a doubt that Gaius would be damn worried. He just hoped he wasn't trying something bad.After some minutes of racing, Rey finally spotted the outline of a small castle ahead of him. It was built on a hill and surrounded by a formidable moat, a drawbridge, and a stone wall. It was also guarded by more than a dozen soldiers. They wore distinctive armor that Rey had never seen in Isengard before. It was green, shiny
Rey Reed Smith was disgusted by the man's response. He had never felt so humiliated like this in his entire life. He had given him a chance, hoping that he would accept it, release Garry, and spread the bloodshed. But this man has rejected his offer.Rey hated him. Surely, this man's pride will be his downfall. He was very wrong if he thought all the newly turned wolves he was harboring as a soldier would stop him. Rey will show him that there's a limit to a force in the universe that can stop him. He will show Lord Savannah and the black locust bandits that he is hosting something greater. He was hosting the spirit of their ancestor.Surprisingly, Rey felt eager to test out some of Lord Rey's power. The man had given him a minute to use his power, and Rey will not waste precious time and strength. Within that minute, he will create havoc unlike any that Lord Savannah and his men have ever seen. He will show the lord and his men that there's someone greater than them, someone greater
"Rey Reed Smith!" Garry called out, his voice fading away. He was in distress.Rey could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he reached the top of the castle landing and finally heard where the scream was coming from. He turned to the left door and charged down the hallway. After a minute of running, he spotted an open door at the end of the hallway and raced for it.Rey burst into the room and saw Garry. The scene left him speechless, and he knew he might lose him anytime soon.Garry's hand was bound behind him, and he saw a soldier grabbing him roughly and pushing him toward the open window."You will pay for what you did to my lord," The soldiers seethed in rage, and Rey could guess what the man was trying to do. He was preparing to throw Garry out of the window, sending him plunging to his death just like Rey had done to their master.Rey did not hesitate. He summoned all the speed his body could offer and dashed at the man. Before the soldier could throw Garry out the window,
Dylan loved the thrilling bloodshed as it unfolded before his eyes. He galloped on his horse, killing everything that crossed his path. He had never felt like this in the past hundred years. He felt alive. He felt rejuvenated. He could do this all day.It has been three days since he began his invasion, and he has ruined three towns so far. This is the fourth one he will destroy. And in each town he and his men had conquered, he left no survivor. All he did was station a few of his men in the town.At the downfall of a town, Dylan will send a message back to his hometown with a letter saying that he had conquered the town. In return, the elders of his territory will send strong men after the messenger he sent and station them at the fort that Dylan conquered.That's how Dylan loved doing his thing. With that, his men will rebuild the town, but under a new law, a new governor, and new behavior. The foundation will be what Dylan wants. It will be his path. By doing it that way, they wil
Rey takes a moment to steady himself; his voice tinged with determination. “And what potential are you talking about?” He feigned ignorance, forcing his mind not to think of any thoughts that might sell him out.“But your mind says otherwise,” The blood lord pressed.Rey decided to tease him, saying, “I am, Master. I am ready to face any trial and overcome any obstacle that might stand in my way of finding my father.”The Blood Lord nods approvingly, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Very well, young apprentice. Tonight, under the watchful eye of the full moon, you will begin your adventure. But remember, the path you choose will forever alter your destiny. There is no turning back,” he threatens Rey, and the latter gulps down nothing in particular.Rey takes a deep breath, steeling himself for anything the blood lord might say next. The forest seems to hold its breath, awaiting his response.“I understand your trick,” he said shakily. “I am prepared to walk this path
“King?!” Hela exclaimed, her mouth wide open in agape. “When did he become a King? Of which territory? Who appointed him?” She couldn't hide her shock.A man stepped forward from the crowds, and Garry recognized him as one of the ten nobles who dedicated their lives to Sebastian. He couldn't believe that people changed so quickly. There's only one explanation for the rise against Sebastian: Rey defeated him in a duel. And, of course, it makes sense. Who needs a weak, incapable, and cowardly king? Someone who couldn't even lead his men to war depends on werewolves and chariot riders to do his job.Nevertheless, Garry doubted he would make a better king either. He was still trying to wrap his head around the offer of becoming the leader of his community, filling his brother's shoes, and tending to the affairs of the people; now, they were offering the title of king.I can't do it; Garry thought, shaking his head. It doesn't make sense. He couldn't control a community; how could he contr
Rey Reed Smith, Glen Garry, Kusandra Dracaena, and Hela of Hellene walked inside the ancient hut that was built by Gaius before his demise, surrounded by a rich tapestry of history and culture. The hut, nestled deep within a dense forest, far away from where other beings might have discovered it easily, emanated an air of mystery and intrigue. Its exterior stood weathered by time, a testament to its ancient origins, while the interior revealed secrets of a bygone era.Gaius intentionally built this as a resting place after he had finished his weekly training with Garry, to take rest from the calamity of the outside world and also to rest his head whenever the affairs of the council became too much for him to handle. It's a beautiful place that holds beautiful moments between the two brothers. It's where Garry began his training as a night racer.As they approached the hut, the first thing that caught their eye was its rustic exterior. The walls were constructed from an intricate latti
In the shadowed depths of the night, amidst the eerie ambiance of a forest near Steve's cemetery, a mesmerizing spectacle unfolded. Rey Reed Smith, possessing fierce determination, stood face-to-face with his formidable adversary, King Sebastian. The air crackled with anticipation as their eyes locked in an unwavering gaze. Both warriors prepared to engage in a monumental duel of hand combat.“Rey Reed Smith,” Sebastian called tenderly. “We can still sort this out before it's too late.”Rey scoffed, Sebastian's words sounding like a cowardly tone in his ear, fueling his rage and anger and increasing his urge to tear him apart. He had made a sacred vow to Gaius' grave, and he would not break it. Everyone involved in his death must die, too. They must join him in the land of the dead. No sinner must go unpunished.“Are you scared?” Rey scowled. “You are afraid of me kicking you to the ground, disgracing your honor, and relieving you from your position as the great Alpha King of the Midd
The sun began its descent, casting a warm, golden glow across the serene landscape of the middle land. Steves' cemetery, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush meadows, stood as a hallowed ground where the fallen heroes and nobles of the Middle Land found their eternal rest. Today, it bore witness to a poignant gathering of Rey Reed Smith, Garry, Kusandra, King Sebastian, and a host of other nobles, all adorned in regal attire, except for Rey, who was still wearing his armor.As the assembled group stepped into the cemetery, a hush fell over them as if the very air acknowledged the solemnity of the occasion. The soft rustling of leaves in the breeze mingled with the distant melody of a river, creating a gentle symphony that whispered through the crowd. The atmosphere was heavy with reverence and sorrow, yet beneath it lay an unyielding sense of gratitude for the sacrifices made by the fallen soldiers.The cemetery, meticulously tended with vibrant flowers and tranquil stone walkways, l
In the heart of the Middle-Land Kingdom, nestled between rolling hills and meandering rivers, stood the magnificent palace of King Sebastian. The palace itself was a sight to behold, with its grand archways, towering spires, and intricate stone carvings that told stories of a bygone era. The era of the gods, But it was the palace backyard that truly captivated all who beheld its beauty.As Rey stepped into the backyard, a sense of tranquility washed over him. The air was filled with the fragrant scent of blooming flowers, carried on a gentle breeze that rustled through the tall, ancient trees. A symphony of birdsong filled the air, their melodic tunes blending harmoniously with the trickling sound of a nearby fountain.He continued the stroll towards the palace wall, taking a sharp bend, and he was welcomed by a well-manicured garden which sprawled before him, a tapestry of vibrant colors and lush greenery. Flowerbeds burst with a riot of blossoms, their petals ranging from fiery reds
Garry found himself walking along the winding path through the dense woods that led to the king's palace, the sunbeams filtering through the treetops and casting playful shadows on the forest floor. It was a serene and peaceful afternoon, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility enveloping him. With each step, his thoughts drifted toward the one person who had been occupying his mind lately: Kusandra.It had been three days since the war at the beach. The death of Dylan, the fleeing of Caliste, and the fame of Rey Reed Smith had spread so far across the three other tribes of the middle land, and they all acknowledged Rey as their commander. Xavier Knoll was nowhere to be found after the war, and no one bothered about him since his curse had been lifted.Kusandra, with her sparkling green eyes and infectious laughter, had become a source of warmth in Garry's life. They had known each other for a few days—approximately two months—their paths crossed occasionally, but it was
Caliste, the dark witch, stood tall on the battlefield, surrounded by a harrowing scene of death and destruction caused by Rey Reed Smith. The air was thick with the scent of blood and the lingering echoes of battle. Dressed in a flowing black robe that seemed to absorb the light around her, she exuded an aura of malevolence and power.Her appearance was striking, with long, flowing, ebony hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of shadows. Her piercing eyes, a deep shade of violet, glowed with an otherworldly intensity, reflecting the fury and wrath burning within her. They seemed to hold the secrets of ancient magic and unfathomable darkness.Caliste's pale skin bore the mark of her mystical journey, adorned with intricate black tattoos that snaked across her arms and neck, resembling arcane symbols and sigils. They seemed to writhe and move as if imbued with a life of their own, resonating with the pulsating energy of the battlefield.In her hand, she wielded a twisted st
As soon as Rey Reed Smith cleared the first wave of soldiers that surrounded him and Kusandra, he stood behind her, his eyes burning with resentment and determination. The crashing waves provided a fitting backdrop to the imminent round that was about to unfold—another round of chaos. His grip tightened around the hilt of his gleaming sword as he scanned the horizon, examining the next round of opponents again.Suddenly, the next group of heavily armored adversaries stepped forward, marching toward him and Kusandra with malicious intent.“Stay here, and help watch out for the witch for me. She might want to try her mental power on me.” He said this to Kusandra, and the latter nodded her head in approval. She knew better than to argue with him.Without hesitation, Reed lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. The clash of steel echoed across the beach as his blade met the first enemy's weapon, sparks flying in a shower of defiance, his mental ability fly