CHAPTER 1|WOLFLING

Wolves didn’t belong in the Midlands.

That was exactly what made Silver excited to be there.

Rain dripped from the dark canopy of trees overhead, pattering against leaves and soaking the forest floor into a sea of mud. Mist hung between the towering pines like pale ghosts drifting through the trees. Every breath carried the scent of wet earth and moss.

Silver padded through the undergrowth alongside the others, her long black hair plastered against her shoulders from the rain. Her amber eyes scanned the unfamiliar forest eagerly.

Beyond the Southern Forest lay a world she had spent her entire life hearing about.

A dangerous world.

A forbidden world.

And now she was finally seeing it for herself.

“I don’t like how quiet it is here,” Veric muttered as he glanced between the trees. His ears twitched nervously. “I swear I can feel bears watching us. It’s like they hide behind the silence.”

“We’re just passing through,” Victor replied in a low voice. The older wolf hybrid led the group through the forest. “Keep moving. We reach the shores, we find answers, and we go home.”

“Don’t worry,” Silver said with a grin. “I’ll protect everyone.”

Veric looked at the smallest member of their group and laughed.

“That’s adorable.”

Silver rolled her eyes.

People always underestimated her.

She might have been smaller than most wolf hybrids, but she was born a Silverhowl. Her bloodline was known throughout the Southern Forest for producing the fastest and strongest wolves of their generation. Silverhowls often served as mercenaries, soldiers, or royalty guards.

If Veric wanted proof, she could easily throw him into a tree.

The only reason she didn’t was because Victor would complain.

Again.

Ahead of them padded the Wolf Princess in her full wolf form. Her snowy white coat glowed against the dark forest around them. She moved silently through the rain, her massive paws leaving deep prints in the mud.

Silver’s smile faded slightly.

The princess should have been walking beside them in hybrid form.

Instead, she had been trapped as a wolf for months.

The curse has started, unsure who else has been affected. 

Others might have been afflicted by the strange curse spreading across the island too.

Which was why they were here.

Searching for answers.

Searching for a myth.

“So let me get this straight,” Veric said. “We’re sneaking through bear territory because some ancient scroll told us to?”

Silver shrugged, “pretty much.”

“And what exactly are we looking for?” Veric asked.

Silver scratched behind one ear.

“A wise octopus?” Veric groaned.

Victor shot them both an annoyed look.

Silver continued, “the scroll said, ‘Find the answer hidden deep.’ Then there was something about water surrounding us.”

She shrugged again.”You know I don’t read aquatic texts very well. Grandma Seena practically forced me to learn them.”

At the mention of Seena, Victor’s expression softened.

“I wish she were still here.”

Silver’s smile faded.

She missed her grandmother too.

Even when the old wolf spent most of her time telling her what not to do.

Especially then.

Veric glanced between them.

“Be honest. Were you secretly in love with her or something?”

Victor nearly choked.

“What?”

“I’m just asking.” Veric teased.

“She was like a mother to all of us!” Victor’s voice echoed through the trees.

“She taught us our history. She taught us about the extinct races. She preserved knowledge that would’ve been lost forever!” His growl deepened. “She was a treasure!” Victor said sternly. 

Veric raised both hands. “Okay, okay.”

Victor stepped closer.

“A simple no would’ve worked.” Veric teased further. 

Silver sighed.

They were about five seconds away from fighting.

Then something yanked her attention away.

The Wolf Princess had stopped moving.

The great white wolf stood motionless in the rain.

Her nose hovered inches above the ground.

Sniffing.

Silver’s ears perked.

“Guys.”

Neither male listened.

“Guys!”

Still arguing.

Silver pointed.

“GUYS!”

Victor and Veric turned.

The princess was circling slowly now.

Her posture had changed.

Her fur stood on end.

Veric immediately went silent.

“She’s found something.”

Victor’s expression hardened.

The rain had ruined most scents.

But not hers.

The princess suddenly lifted her head.

Her eyes locked onto the forest ahead.

A low growl escaped her throat.

Then two massive shapes emerged from the trees.

Bear hybrids.

Huge.

Even from a distance they towered over most wolves.

Victor immediately stepped forward.

“Get the princess and run.”

Silver blinked.

“What?”

“Now!”

The command left no room for debate.

Silver grabbed the princess by the metal chains they all used to hold  the princess and sprinted.

Behind her came the roar of bears.

Then the answering howl of wolves.

The forest exploded into violence.

Silver ran.

Mud splashed beneath her feet.

Rain stung her face.

Branches whipped past her as she raced through the trees.

Then.

A THUD.

The ground shook.

Silver stumbled.

Another thunderous impact followed.

THUD.

Birds exploded from the treetops.

The forest went silent.

Every animal.

Every insect.

Everything.

Silent.

Silver slowly turned.

Something enormous was standing up beyond the trees.

“No no no no no…”

The stories were real.

A freaking troll.

The creature rose higher than the surrounding pines.

Its skin resembled cracked stone covered in moss and roots. Around its neck hung a gruesome necklace made from skulls and animal heads bleached white with age.

Every movement shattered trees.

Every step shook the earth.

Silver’s childhood nightmares had come to life.

The princess bolted.

Silver tried to follow.

A crashing tree smashed into the ground between them.

The earth erupted.

Branches scattered.

And suddenly the princess was gone.

“Princess!”

Silver cried

The troll noticed her and turned toward her.

Its massive yellow eyes locked onto her.

Silver froze.

Behind her came the roar of water.

A waterfall.

The troll raised one arm.

Silver looked at the monster.

Then at the waterfall.

Then back at the monster.

“Water it is.”

The troll’s massive club came down.

Silver jumped.

For a heartbeat she hung in the air.

Then gravity claimed her.

Cold wind screamed past her ears.

The waterfall swallowed her whole.

Everything became water.

Darkness.

Noise.

Then nothing.

Silver floated through the river like a fallen leaf.

Her body drifted with the current.

Unconscious.

Lost.

Eventually pain dragged her back to reality.

Silver erupted from the water coughing.

She grabbed a thick tree root protruding from the riverbank.

Her lungs burned.

Her muscles screamed.

But she was alive.

Somehow.

After several minutes she managed to drag herself onto the shore.

Silver lay flat on her back staring up at the gray sky.

Then she laughed.

A slightly hysterical laugh.

“Good thing Grandma Seena is dead.”

She sat up.

“She would’ve killed me.”

The mission was ruined.

The princess was gone.

Her pack was gone.

And Silver had absolutely no idea where she was.

She squeezed water from her tail and slowly stood.

The forest surrounding her looked unfamiliar.

Darker.

Older.

Wrong.

“Where am I?”

The words vanished into the rain.

For the first time in her life, Silver felt truly alone.

Her grandmother had spent years warning her about the world beyond the Southern Forest.

Bears.

Trolls.

Ancient monsters.

Silver had secretly assumed most of those stories were exaggerations.

She no longer believed that.

Keeping low, she moved through the forest on all fours.

Hours passed.

She searched.

And searched.

And searched.

No wolves.

No princess.

Nothing.

Then her foot caught on something.

Silver looked down.

A massive paw print.

Fresh.

Bear.

“…Fu—”

She didn’t finish the word.

She ran.

Silver could outrun almost anything when fully transformed.

But she was exhausted.

Far from home.

Far from her pack.

Far from the lands that strengthened her connection to her wolf side.

For perhaps the first time in her life, Silver felt weak.

And weakness attracted predators.

A large hand suddenly grabbed her arm.

She stared up.

And froze.

A bear hybrid man.

Broad shoulders.

Tan fur.

Strong features.

Golden eyes.

For a brief, embarrassing moment, Silver forgot she had been captured.

He was handsome.

Very handsome. She thought. 

Far different than any creature she’d ever met.

Silver had always imagined what meeting a bear might be like.

In her imagination they usually fell in love with her immediately.

Reality appeared less cooperative.

The bear slung her over one shoulder like a sack of grain.

“Hey!”

Silver pounded against his back.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The bear ignored her.

She kicked harder.

“Put me down!”

Finally he spoke.

“Your group ordered a princess evacuation.”

Silver froze.

“You heard that?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

The bear continued walking.

Silver sighed.

“Sorry to disappoint you.”

“What?”

“I’m not the princess.”

The bear glanced at her.

“I’m her guard.”

His eyebrow lifted slightly.

“You don’t look like much of a guard.”

Silver gasped.

The audacity.

Before she could respond, the bear tossed her onto the ground.

She landed hard.

Any romantic fantasies she had developed immediately died.

The bear stepped toward her.

His expression hardened.

“Our chieftain disappeared.”

Silver blinked.

“What?”

“The same day wolves entered our territory.”

His voice deepened.

“You broke the treaty.”

Silver’s stomach dropped.

“We didn’t take your chief.”

The bear grabbed her throat.

“Enough lies.”

Silver clawed at his hand.

Struggling to breathe.

“The curse…” she managed. “Haven’t you heard…”

The bear hesitated.

“The elders know…”

His grip loosened.

For a moment he simply stared at her.

Then he released her.

Silver collapsed coughing.

The bear stood silently.

Lost in thought.

Finally he extended a hand.

“Come.”

Silver ignored it.

The bear sighed.

“Gilda will decide your fate.”

“Who’s Gilda?”

“The chieftain’s wife.”

A chill ran down Silver’s spine.

The bear looked toward the distant forest.

“Save your breath for her.”

Silver rubbed her bruised throat.

If she had any breath left to save.

As the bear led her deeper into enemy territory, Silver glanced back toward the wilderness she had emerged from.

Toward the river.

Toward the waterfall.

Toward home.

For years she had dreamed of seeing the world beyond the Southern Forest.

Now she finally had.

And so far, it was trying very hard to kill her.

[Episode one is available on YouTube]

Bear Hybrids Lore

The bear hybrids might look as though they wear heavy coats draped over their shoulders, complete with the head of a great bear resting above them. But the pelt is no garment. It is part of them.

The beast pelt grows with every bear hybrid from birth, bound to their flesh and spirit alike. More than a symbol of their nature, it serves as a bridge to the beast within, allowing them to transform into bears with terrifying speed when danger calls.

Yet most bear hybrids avoid becoming full bears. When strength is needed, they favor the werebear form—a balance between beast and reason. The full bear transformation grants unmatched power, but at a cost. Thought and restraint fade beneath instinct, leaving only brutal strength and the urge to dominate whatever stands before them.

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Silver Captured | WOLFLING

Silver had always dreamed of leaving the southern forest.

As a pup, she would sit beside the fire and listen to her grandmother’s stories about distant lands, giant creatures, hidden kingdoms, and forgotten magic. While the other young wolves were content to stay within the safety of their territory, Silver longed for adventure.

That dream led her to join the Princess Guard.

She imagined heroic journeys, discovering new lands, and proving herself worthy of protecting the wolf princess. When the guard finally received orders to travel beyond the southern forest, Silver could hardly contain her excitement.

For the first time in her life, she crossed the borders of wolf territory.

Now she sits in a cage in the bears territory.

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Wolfling the beginning

Wolves don’t belong in the northern forest, yet they had to cross it.

They made their way to borders between territories where no clan dominates. Their mission required them crossing the border into the bear’s territory. The price was high, but they ran out of options.

“I don’t like how quiet it is here. It’s that same kind of thick quiet. I swear I feel a bear–it’s like they hide behind silence.” Said Veric as he looked around the forest apprehensively.

“We’re just passing through. Gotta make it to the shores quickly.” Whispered an older wolf-human hybrid named Victor.

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll protect you.” Said the smallest wolf-human hybrid of the group sarcastically.

Don’t let her size fool you, she was born a silverhowl, the strongest and fastest of the wolf-human hybrids, with long black hair and striking amber eyes to boot. She was named Silver.

Wolfling Introduction

Wolfling follows Silver, a wolf-human hybrid, as she ventures beyond her pack’s territory in search of a cure for the Wolf Princess’s mysterious curse. But when her pack is ambushed by powerful bear-human hybrids, Silver is separated from her companions and left stranded deep within an unfamiliar forest.
Alone in a dangerous land, Silver must survive its many threats, forge unlikely alliances, and uncover the truth behind the curse before it’s too late. Along her journey, she’ll encounter towering trolls, monstrous burrowing beasts, mighty werebears, mystical ravens, mysterious water folk, and a lone pirate whose fate may be tied to her own.
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The Numbers (Working Title)

Draft 1

Episode 1

The explosion would have been heard miles away, if the laboratory facility wasn’t hidden in remote woods somewhere in this earth. Trees burned bright as the metal-enforced concrete shattered extending beyond the dark forest to the mountains surrounding the laboratory. Ashes filled the night sky as we rushed out of our cells. Might have been thousands of us in that vast pale-yellow building, but I only saw few of us run outward. The rush of the escape left us no time to look for our mates nor count how many of us survived the explosion. I ran fast, forgetting that I can teleport. And as more and more of us escaped we joined in a group. We don’t know our birth dates but Four was our leader at the moment. He was pointing us to a safe cave miles from the explosion. We had been running for 10 miles, at least, but I didn’t feel tired at all. I wanted to keep running. Four grabbed my thin left arm firmly and pushed me inside the cave.

“We must rest and gather our thoughts.” he said.

“But they might come after us!” I yelled jerking my arm away.

“Where’s 21, your mate?” Four asked me.

I looked around at the dark cave, only few of us made it here few identical uniforms. Pale-yellow loose pants and baggy shirts, some uniforms were stained with blood, others stained with a mixture of black and red. Making the numbers on their backs impossible to read. I finally said:

“I don’t know. He… he wasn’t in his cell tonight.”

“Let’s rest, take a head count. OK?” He said as he looked down to me.

He was, maybe 6 feet and 3 inches tall. That is a foot taller than I am. Also he was a much stronger man, physically, than anyone I have ever met. I nodded agreeing with his remark. I walked among the pale yellow uniforms, trying to find my mate, 21. But he was nowhere to be found. The darkness of the cave didn’t help my search, but I already knew he wasn’t there. The magnetic pull I feel when he’s around is no more. He must be very far away, extremely far. I thought.

I sat in a corner of the cave holding my knees to my forehead, trying to silence the chaos around me, trying to connect with 21. If 9 was here, she’d help me find him. She’s a stronger telepath than any of us but I see no odds, only even numbers are here. I make out 4, 8, 10 and me, 22. All others seem to blend together, injured or bruised. 8 sat next to me and whispered: “Did you notice that you’re the only one without a cut or a bruise?” he paused expecting an answer. I picked up my head that was resting on my knees and said nothing.

“People will start to talk.” 8 added.

“I don’t care, go away.” I replied with a muffled voice as I rested my head on my knees.

“I don’t mind cutting you, if you’re into that?” said 8 flirtatiously.

I didn’t move my head to acknowledge his stupid suggestion. Then 4 approached us, standing tall he said: “There are far fewer of us than I thought.”

I said: “All evens, right?”

He looked at me with shock “yes, you’re right. All evens.”

“well, the odds house sucks anyways. Who needs them?” 8 said.

“our mates are odds. All of us need our mates.” I said.

“I don’t! I haven’t seen 7 since they…” said 8 as he was interrupted by 4.

“8 we don’t need your life story right now.”

“I’m just saying, I’m single and now free. And little 22 finds herself single finally.”

I yelled “I’m not single, my mate is on the other side of the freaking mountain. I will find him!”

I got up and dusted off my pants angrily. I walked out of the cave looking down on the tops of pine trees as the sun started to rise, slowly. I took a deep breath and smiled. I am free, I realized. Sure, 21 is not here and most of my friends aren’t either but at least 4 was there. I can always count on 4, I thought. Then I was startled by 4 putting his hand on my shoulder. I looked up and patted the earth next to me motioning him to sit down. He sat next to me and rested his head on mine “what are we going to do now?” he said. I put my hand on his knee and smiled “We’ll live! Do things people do.” “We’re not meant for living, 22. We’re meant for…” I interrupted turning my body to face his, biting my lips I said: “No one can tell us what we are made to do anymore! No one but us. So don’t justify our existence based on what experiments we were meant to be.” I leaned over and hugged him, and he hugged me back. The sunrise added warmth to our embrace. I fell asleep in his arms and he dared not move, so he watched the rays of the sun multiplying through the tops of the trees until we were consumed by light.

We were all more exhausted than we thought, as the adrenaline wore off we all fell asleep soaked by day light.

 

Episode 2- The Hounds

Episode 2

Fearing Light

Tee drove and we didn’t talk for most of the drive. He didn’t even ask for my name, and I’m sure he didn’t give me his real name. Why wouldn’t he? I looked at him: “Tee?”

He turned his head at me and raised a brow: “Yeah?”

“I’m hungry and I really need to pee. We passed a lot of gas stations already.” I said.

“I guess we could stop, I just don’t know where these creatures hide.” He said.

“Well, they didn’t follow us out of the building and we didn’t see any of them all day.” I said as I was jerked by his expert car race driving, apparently.

He made a violent U-turn and parked by a gas station. He got out of the car, leaned down to the car window and said: “Are you just gonna stay there?”

I wrinkled my forehead and said a hesitant: “n…o.”

I got out of the car, as he walked into the gas station I said: “I’ll be right in.”

I saw the store next door, it had a faded maroon sign with white letters saying ‘GUNZ AND AMMO’ I decided to use a brick to break the glass on the door and unlock the door (I’ve seen it done in so many movies, couldn’t help myself. And yes, the door turned out to be unlocked). I loaded the car with ammo for two shot guns and as I was bringing a second load of guns, pistols this time, to the car Tee walks out of the store with cookies and expired milk.

He raised an eyebrow and with a cookie hanging out of his mouth he said: “what are you carrying?”

I gestured to the gun store with my head and put the guns in the back seat.

“Have you ever shot a gun?” I asked him.

“I’ve taken a safety class…have you?”

I replied: “Yeah of course I have. Not proud to say it, but my uncles go hunting and we used real guns in their farm. It’s their property OK!” I said defensively.

Tee shook his head: “I don’t care…I’m… I’m glad!”

“I’m competitive so I did pretty well at target practice.” I said proudly.

“Oh, you had target practice?” He asked.

“Yeah, every Sunday!” I said.

“Well, look at these newspapers.” He handed me a page and dropped few cookies that he picked up quickly.

“5 second rule.” He said as he put a cookie in his mouth.

I looked at the page that had BOLD CAPITALIZED HEAD LINE SAYING “EVACUATE! NOW!”

“I see how you’d miss such a vague problem in your city.”

I looked at him angrily: “what about you, Mr. ‘T’ why are you still here… missed the signs too?”

“NO. I told you! I came to find my girlfriend. But clearly, she listens to the news. My phone died on my way here and I lost it while I was running away from those creatures. She hasn’t been answering her phone anyways. I think we broke up last month when she came over.”

“you think?”

“well…I’m not sure. She said we should see other people and she said she loves me and the past two years have been great. We had sex. Next morning, she left before I woke up. Came back here and I never heard from her again!”

“Well you guys did break up. Break up sex is almost as good as make up sex huh?”

“Ye..ah.” he said. Short pause then he continued “Let’s get going, I got us canned food and blankets AND (he emphasized) a can opener!”

“Great, I said, as I got into the car. Where to now?” I asked as I looked at him.

He handed me a protein bar: “well, lady, we can keep driving till we run into someone. Or spend the night at the gun store. The sun is setting, we—I—have been driving for six hours.”

“Well, I said, the gun store’s door is broken. Not the safest place, the gas station has too many windows. Let’s look for a more secured place, less windows maybe.”

“Like a prison, maybe?”

I replied: “Well the police station is back where we came from. This town we’re in is pretty small and they don’t have a police station that I know of.”

He looked at me, opened his mouth as if to say something important than said with a high-pitched voice: “What’s your name again?”

“Lana, I’m Lana…I haven’t said that before.”

“said what?”

“My name.”

“So?”

“you asked what’s my name “again”. But I haven’t told you my name!” I said loudly.

“Oh, OK…cool.” He started driving ignoring my remakes. “I guess keep an eye on the buildings around us. These newspapers say that these creatures seem to fear light.”

We both said at the same time: “explains why they didn’t follow us outside the dorms!”

We chuckled and looked at each other with a smile that soon faded away. We realized that the sun is setting in few hours and we needed to find a hiding place SOON.

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In case you haven’t read episode 1. Here it is below!

Episode 1

The Hounds

I was determined that it was O.K. that the government was making a big deal out of nothing. Like the tornado sirens that were never followed by a tornado, flood warnings, and ‘terrorist attacks’ that never manifested. I had a test the next week. It was finals week. I went to the corner store and bought as much dry food as I could fit in my dorm room. My room had the prefect set up, a microwave sitting on top of a yellowish mini-fridge. The brown counter top was bursting with ramen noodle packages and the fridge was stuffed with energy drinks and vitamin water. I felt prepared for the next few final weeks. I studied most of my days and avoided classmates as much as I could. That day, I decided to take a nap at three in the afternoon. As I laid on my mattress that lacked sheets I noticed the tears on its light-blue box spring. Then I noticed that the clouds seem to find a permanent home here, lingering above campus. I thought; haven’t heard the cheerful bird songs in days. Come to think of it… I haven’t heard much lately. The parties that never stopped across the hall seem to have ended—finally!

I changed my voice mail message to “I’ll talk to you when finals are over.” I must have a had hundreds of messages by now. 70% of them were from my boyfriend JAMES. We had been together (on and off) as-long-as I could remember. We’d met when we were 15 years old, and well, we’ve been together ever since. He’s not into change and I’m not into confrontation so we went to different schools. He stayed in Michigan and I moved down to Florida, it’s nicer here. I would have a tan on those skinny pale bones if I didn’t have so much studying to do. The goal is to get into the medical school down here. James wanted to be a wildlife biologist, somewhere up north was his plan. We were two busy individuals, so it’s a perfect situation. When someone asked me if I was single, I don’t have to lie and say that I’m not! James called me a lot, but my parents usually understood that I needed to study. This time they had left 55 messages on my phone. I didn’t get why they keep calling me. “IT’S FINALS WEEK PEOPLE.” I thought.

Now it’s been a few days of quietness. “It’s too quiet here. It’s like everybody has left. The reconstruction on this third floor has stopped for no good reason. Maybe I should go to the store and watch the news or something, a break from microbiology is not such a bad thing.” I thought to myself.

I decided finally open my dorm room door. As the door creaked open, a loud howl came from down the hall and a white animal rushed toward my door. I closed the door fast and ran toward the fire exit through my window. I rushed down the stairs thinking that the large dog-ish creature was following me. I stumbled and ran into a person—a guy on the fire escape. We didn’t talk or pause we just ran down the stairs, seemed like we were running for similar reasons. After going down the three floors we realized that nothing is following us.

I thought we needed to get out of this place then I asked: “Do you have a car?”

He said: “yeah! I don’t have much gas though I’ve been driving for few days to come here and see my girlfriend. She hasn’t answered my calls. You think she would after the horrifying news.”

“What news?” I asked confused.

“The…the ‘outbreak of the creatures’ the white hounds.” He replied with a sarcastic voice.

“So I wasn’t imagining? The… the…”

“It looks like they’ve evacuated the campus, didn’t you notice?” He asked.

“Well I have a bathroom and a microwave in my dorm room. It’s still being renovated, my floor that is, so no one wanted to live up here but me and those partiers across the hall. We get to do whatever we want since we are more isolated from the other floors of the building.”

He scratched the back of his head and nodded then said while looking distracted: “Well, I’m ahhh… call me ‘T’.” After a brief pause he continued: “So let’s find a car with good mileage per gallon and lots of gas, shall we?” I nodded. We walked around the campus’s parking lot till we found a hybrid car with over half a tank of gas. He said: “Well these are hard to hot-wire.” I looked under the car and found a spare key under a hidden spot.

I smiled saying: “My boyfriend has this model, he’s always said that it’s stupid to leave your keys there because it’s a known ‘secret spot’ in these models for keys”.

“Well I’m glad this person didn’t think so.” Said Tee. We got in the car and as Tee started driving we wondered about our destination. Where will we go? We weren’t sure. As far as this car can take us, that seemed to be the plan for now.

Ghost, Soul, and Other| EP 2

Episode 2

Finding Other

The Other was not really a brother, well they refused to think of him as so. He always put them against each other until their person couldn’t take it any more. Soul took charge at night when she lulled Other to sleep. Ghost on the other hand, couldn’t do much day or night to quiet Other. Other’s now happily wearing a crown, living all the lives he wanted to have. With Soul gone, he could dive deep into filth, no urges held back, not a drink not a snack. He will not stop until he’s consumed it all!

Ghost hated following Other to the depths of realms. Ghost felt at home reliving his favorite moments. Ghost’s ideal day would be a couch of clouds with a huge T.V. screen watching movies that he, himself dreamed and made reality. “Oh, look here Soul.” He said to the void before he remembered her departure.

Other’s perfect day would be an open buffet, all you can eat. Plus, women, weapons and hell… maybe some dragons to fight. Other, now can win any fight he wished. Other had never won a fight because of Soul. She always stopped him before he wished a fight to existence. Oh, how annoying Soul can be.

Finally, detached from that limited functional body, Other feels “powerful, unstoppable, un… wait” Other thought. He felt a thread that linked him to… he wondered “to what?” It was not golden nor silver thread but a non-visible thread. Totally ‘feel-able’ thread. Other cursed out loud hoping it didn’t connect him to his person, or worse, to Soul!

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