Fan Fiction ❯ Bounty Iso 1 ❯ The Were--King ( Chapter 9 )

Bounty Iso I:

The Were-King

 

 

Fenrir placed the iron mask back on his face. He took out a small dagger with the letter F carved into it. He slowly licked the sharp end of the blade.

 

Davis started to chatter his teeth. This guy freaked him out. `I was right in the last chapter. The narrator's trying to kill us!'

 

“Amazing what years of rage and blood lust can do for the complection. You look a lot better then you did when I saw you four years ago.” Iso got ready to use the scimitar.

 

Fenrir threw the dagger at Iso whom ducked when it got too close. “Yes, scars from a Manticore never fully heal. I don't know how you got past the pack unscathed, but if I hadn't followed you they wouldn't have tried to eat the flesh from my face.”

 

Davis laughed. “Dude, you got out smarted by a toddler? That is so lame.” The other man laughed at this. “Shut up Leo!” The large man laughed as well. “It is funny isn't it Lord Cerberus?”

 

Leo was blonde with very tan skin. His suit was an orange jump suit. He carried a whip at his side.

 

Cerberus was large. He was easily seven feet tall. He wore no shirt, so a person could see the large scars that covered his body. He had on a pair of jeans and no shoes. He was bulky and carried a sword.

 

Cerberus pushed his minions away. “Iso. Son of General Tobias Gray and Seagra Gray. How I despise the name the clan Gray.

 

“For generations the Grays have always beaten the Whites to their goal. And you follow in those footsteps by retrieving the Scimitar of the Crescent Moon. How predictable.”

 

The threesome began to change. Fenrir sprouted hair all over his body and crouched down. His body became more wolf like, except for his face, which stayed the same.

 

Leo's body became a beautiful shade of gold. His ears move up his head and he grew whiskers. His teeth became as sharp as butcher knives. His hands and feet became claws and he grew a tail. Finally, he grew a mane.

 

Cerberus started off his transformation like Fenrir. But his face changed. His nose and mouth grew out and his eyes grew darker.

 

“Fools,” He said. “You made a grave mistake coming at night, for we Were-Wolves grow stronger depending how much of the moon is out!” Iso looked up and frowned. `Hate to break it to you but… it's a new moon.” He pointed up to the moonless sky.

 

Cerberus frowned then held up his sword. It was huge and both sides were different colors. For some reason it had two hilts. “Still, you stand no chance against the wrath of the Were-Blades!”

 

Davis laughed. “What are you, blind? That's only one sword!” Cerberus smiled and pulled on the second hilt. The sword separated and he swung both blades around. “You were saying?”

 

Iso pulled out his silver sword. “Two on two huh? You guys take care of his henchmen.” Komo, Sidney, and Malcolm all transformed.

 

Iso swung at Cerberus with his silver sword. “Cool Blue Slice!” Cerberus easily dodged it. “Don't try that trick on me. I've read all about it in evil villain chat rooms!”

 

Iso felt a burning sensation in the hand he was holding the scimitar with. `What's going on?' He thought.

 

Cerberus started spinning the blades around. The purple and green blades were whizzing around everywhere and were frequently cutting Iso.

 

The longer Iso held the scimitar, the more it burned. Then he thought of something. “Let's try a new change of pace! Red Hot Plunge!”

 

The sword began to glow bright red as he stabbed Cerberus right in the gut. The wound had smoke coming out of it. Cerberus smiled. “At least… I got rid of… one of you…”

 

 

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Iso looked at the dead bodies littering the ground. The only faces he recognized were Leo and Komo. Komo had markings from severe whiplash.

 

Malcolm removed a piece of lion meat from his teeth. Sidney checked the pockets of the Were-Crows that had joined the battle. He almost checked Komo's pockets but Malcolm stepped on his hand.

 

Davis frowned. “That whipping was meant for Lime. Why'd Komo have to step in the way?” Lime smiled. “Let's just be grateful I'm alive.” Davis frowned. “Why'd he have to step in the way?”

 

Iso shook his head. “You're sure that Fenrir got away?” Malcolm nodded. Iso swore under his breath.

 

Davis smiled. “Look, I'm sure there's gonna be some kinda crazy plot twist at some part in the story that brings him back.” Iso frowned. “Don't you understand Davis? There's not going to be a plot twist! Get out of that little fantasy world!” Davis stared at him. “Plus, I don't really care that he's dead.” Everyone nodded at that.

 

 

* * * * *

 

Fenrir looked down at the full moon island. He sat in a throne and was eating raw meat. His mask lay on a cushion next to him. “It's good to be the king…”

 

 

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Two guards stood outside a large stone block with a door. A robed figure walked up to enter. “Halt.” Said the guard. The man did not stop.

 

“I said halt!” The man walked up to the door. The guard shoved the man away. “This is the Library of Eon. No visitors. No exceptions.”

 

The man waved his hand and bones rose from the ground. The bones formed two cages that trapped the guards. The man walked into the library with the cages following him.

 

The man picked up a green book with a picture of a woman on it. He pointed the book at them and read an incantation on the back.

 

The woman's hair turned into snakes and the guards turned into stone. The man laughed and put the book down. He looked at a sign that said Library of Eon. He took out a marker and changed the last part. “This is no longer Eon's library. This place now belongs to Res.”