Korvik felt both the sound of a gun hit his sensitive ears and the piercing pain that the bullet of the gun had caused when it pierced right into his muscled abdomen. Despite the pain, Korvik made sure to make an effort to quickly jump towards and behind cover. He got behind a thick, wooden tree to cover himself from the impending gunfire from the unknown enemy."Shit! It's gotten on the inside! Aahh!"
Said Korvik as he felt the pain emanate from his abdomen as he pressed his hand against his waist so that he could at least slow the blood from coming out
Bang! Bang! went the unknown enemy's gun, making the bullets enter into the wood of the tree. Korvik continued to sit down behind the tree in pain until he heard the shooter's voice."Come on out in the open you damn werewolf so that I can shoot you dead!"
said the shooter, directing it at Korvik
Korvik immediately recognized this voice that he heard because it's one of the citizens from his old home."Olvar, is that you?"
says Korvik, trying to find out who the shooter is
With a confused look on the gunner's face, he lowers his gun slightly and says "What? how are you aware of my name if you don't even know me."
said Olvar"It's me, Korvik, the Mountain Hero. The warrior that used to defend your village from all of those werewolves."
said Korvik, trying to convince Olvar of who he actually is"You Lie! There's no way! He died on a mission away from the village! Those werewolves from that cave killed him!"
said Olvar as he brought his gun back to aim at who he thought was just a werewolf, but his hands are getting more shaky from fear than they were before."I can prove who I am to you! I just need to pull out this bullet with my claws so that I can move to my cave to show you something that'll prove who I say I am!"
demands Korvik, trying to get out of a bad situation alive"I DON'T BELIEVE YOU! I'm going to shoot you if you show yourself!"
screamed Olvar"GIVE ME THE CHANCE TO MAKE YOU BELIEVE ME, DAMN IT!"
Korvik screamed back as he started to pierce his claws into the muscled flesh of his abdomen
Korvik could feel exactly where the bullet is in his abdomen and can tell it's not too far in. The hard muscles on his belly most likely absorbed most of the force so it didn't go all the way in. Korvik could feel that the bullet was lodged in one of his abdomen muscles. Korvik screamed as his claws pierced were fully inside the flesh of his muscles now as he tried to take out the bullet by force. After a good amount of pain, Korvik finally pulled out the bullet. Korvik's muscled abdomen looked like mountains that were covered in rivers of blood that streamed downwards on his body.
The bullet was now in between the index and thumb claws of Korvik, covered in his own blood. Korvik slammed down the bullet into the thick snow in front of him, making it go a couple feet downward into the snow. Korvik could already feel the wound starting to heal now that the bullet is out. Korvik forced himself off of the cold snow to stand up. Korvik then brought both of his hands above his broad shoulders. Korvik walked out from behind the tree despite fearing of getting shot again.
Olvar brought up his gun to shoot Korvik again when he came out from behind the tree but surprisingly hesitated. Korvik wondered why Olvar didn't pull the trigger of his gun to shoot him again. Olvar's gun was visibly shaking in Korvik's sight, clearing wanting to shoot the gun. Olvar, with a deep sigh and calmed down face, brought down his gun to his side and put it inside his leg holster. Olvar then looked back up at Korvik."I know those scars from anywhere, Korvik. I was the one that patched up all of those deep scratches after you've had the grueling defenses against the werewolves that would attack Snowthorn, but there's one that I don't recognize on your chest."
said Olvar, pointing an obvious new scar on Korvik's chest and the history between the two of them
"Ah, that one is from Cordale himself. I know that's hard to believe considering our relationship."
Korvik telling Olvar something that Cordale did to him not so long ago"What do you mean that Cordale did this to you? It's in the shape of a werewolf's claw scratch. Do you mean that you weren't bitten by a werewolf and ran away from your home? Did you really not die on that mission?"
said Olvar, having many questions on what actually happened to Korvik and Cordale in that mission"Obviously not Olvar. I'm still alive and standing in front of you. To answer your questions, I did run away because of what I am now. I've become the thing that I've hated and hunted. I knew everyone couldn't trust me to be their protector anymore. The only things that died on that mission was my old life, my relationship with Cordale, and my home. ' sigh ' I really don't want to talk about this with you, Olvar. I've thought about it too much and I want to move on from it."
said Korvik, clearly disturbed talking about the incident that forced Korvik to throw away his life and made it change into something else entirely"Okay Korvik, we don't have to talk about that, but what happened to Cordale? based on the scar on your chest, I think I already know but I want to hear it from you."
said Olvar, clearly curious about what happened to Cordale as well try to continue the conversation about something else"' sigh ' He had the same thing that happened to me but done to himself. Being forced to become a werewolf, but he just couldn't control himself after he transformed. I tried to talk to him after the transformation with the two of us but the scratch on my chest and the growls from his mouth made me realize he's like the rest of the feral werewolves out there. I've tried to find him, but he's been difficult to track down. It's like he's using his tracking knowledge I taught him but it doing the complete opposite of that. I think he's somewhere on the other islands but not West Island."
said Korvik explaining to Olvar about what happened to Cordale"Oh shit, Korvik. I feel really bad for you. I know how close you two were. Practically brothers the two of you were. I really hope you find him and help him, but, I'm starting to sense a pattern here. You said that the two of you were never bitten by any werewolf right?"
Olvar asking Korvik"No, I would always try to cut their mouths off so that they wouldn't be able to bite us. I taught Cordale that as well so there's no way he got bit as well."
Korvik answering the question Olvar asked"I've come to understand that the Moonlight Cult are the ones who did this to you and Cordale."
said Olvar, trying to tell Korvik something"Yes, I know of them. I fought against them on that mission, but .. wait."
said Korvik, with now a mixture of a puzzled and concerned look on his face
"How do you know of the Moonlight Cult? They never attacked Snowthorn. It was always werewolves that attacked us, not them."
said Korvik in an alarmed and worried way as he got closer to Olvar"Ever since you and Cordale left home, we've had weekly visits from the Moonlight Cult. We've had the other warriors that you and Cordale trained still in Snowthorn to protect us, but they were no match for the Moonlight Cult's transformation magics that they used on them. That's just something you can't resist or prepare for because it's being done against your body and will. They also have been saying something every since they arrived " You are now going to be forced to succumb to the will of the moon and Lord Ardavor."
said Olvar as he explained what their home has gone through ever since Korvik and Cordale were forced to leave"Oh my God. Is that what I think it means? Are they trying to make an army out of innocent people? Why didn't I think of this before?"
said Korvik, completely shocked to the revelation that has been made to him"We need you to help us again, Korvik. We need the Mountain Hero of old. I can convince the others that you are still alive or better yet, come back to Snowthorn. In time, you will be welcomed there again. You're just going to have build our trust again despite what you are."
said Olvar, trying to convince Korvik to come back and protect Snowthorn"I don't know if I should do that. They could try to kill me before even try to trust me."
said Korvik, unconvinced if he should be doing this"Korvik, I'm sure everyone else will understand what you're going through given some time of being with you and being made to hear your story. The same thing has happened to them, except they've lost family members to the magics that the Moonlight Cult used on them. You're our only hope in this dire situation, Korvik."
said Olvar, begging to Korvik to come back
With some deep thought for a moment with his hand on his hip and a hand covering his mouth. "Okay, I will come back, but I sure hope that nothing goes wrong with this plan of yours. Just let me go grab my old sword and we can be on our way back to Snowthorn in no time."
said Korvik, agreeing with Olvar
Korvik turned around to head towards his cave to retrieve his old sword that he's had since before he was an alpha werewolf. Being an alpha werewolf, his silver sword had no effect on his hand when he held it. Olvar followed Korvik into the cave to get out of the blistering cold and wind for a few short moments. Korvik look over his shoulder and turned around to face Olvar."You know you've got to ask for the owner's permission before you enter their home."
said Korvik, making Olvar aware of his lack of manners"I know that this is rather rude of me, but I'm only a human that can't handle all that much cold."
said Olvar, making it apparent that he can handle only so much cold"I can understand that, but I forgot about worrying of the cold after 2 months of having this thick fur on my body."
admitted Korvik about the advantages of having thick fur that can withstand cold temperatures
Looking past Korvik, Olvar notices the armor that Korvik used to wear."It seems that your old armor has seen better days."
said Olvar, commenting on the broken condition of Korvik's armor"Yeah, the chest plate is the only piece of my armor that survived the transformation when the Moonlight Cult turned me. It's only survived because I unhooked the straps on the side before the transformation was finished on my upper body. Hence the reason why it's bent outwards and cracked in some parts rather than completely broken like my other armor pieces were. It's never going to fit this huge body that's for sure.
" Korvik agreeing that his armor is not what it used to be
"Speaking of your transformation, how did that feel?"asked Olvar to Korvik
Korvik turned towards Olvar with an expression on his face that displays surprise and regret of what he has to remember again "If you want to know ‘takes a deep and shaky breath’ then I’ll tell you.The transformation felt like the most painful thing I’ve felt. The sensation of new hair slicing all over through my skin and the bones of my body reshaping into their new places. My limbs,teeth, and nails stretching to their new lengths,my height and muscles growing to match that of an alpha’s werewolf’s. The growth of my new muzzle was so painful that I almost cut my own face to the point of making it unrecognizable just even by grasping onto it with my claws. All of that was a lot to handle all at once and remains the worst thing to ever to happen to my body. That’s what it felt like.""Well,uh, to give you another reason to come back. We could make you a new, bigger set of armor and sword to match your new sized hands and body."
said Olvar, making an offer to Korvik"I think I'll take you up on that offer if you'll promise to mention it to the blacksmith to make it for me."
said Korvik, making a counter offer in return"I promise to you that I will do that for you."
said Olvar, making a promise to Korvik's offer"Now that we got that out of the way, let's be on our way to Snowthorn."
said Korvik, trying to end the conversation"I agree, let's get back to our home."
said Olvar, agreeing with Korvik
Both Korvik and Orval started to head outside the cave with Orval coming out first and Korvik coming out second."I know of a cave system that leads straight to Snowthorn. I don't think it would be wise for us to be seen together at this point and time outside the village."
said Olvar, trying to make Korvik aware of what could happen to his reputation before the right time"Yeah, I definitely agree with that."
Korvik simply agreeing with Olvar
It wasn't long before Korvik and Olvar arrived at the entrance gate of Snowthorn. Snowthorn has the look of a typical mountain village with dark wood buildings, log walls for defense against intruders, numerous torches throughout the village for outside warmth against the cold, but need to be frequently relighted because of the intense cold and wind. As soon as Korvik and Olvar arrived, the remaining guards of Snowthorn notice them. They don't recognize Korvik at all, but they do know what he is though.
"STOP RIGHT THERE! Why do you have a calm werewolf with you, Olvar?"
shouted the guards
Korvik felt a sharp pain emanate from his head as he heard something that no one else could hear."No Korvik, the question that should be asked is " Why? Why? Why haven't you seeked the aid of Lord Ardavor when you know that he can help you find and tame Cordale to your heart's content. We know that he's been talking to you. We work for him and we are here with you at Snowthorn."