《Warrior of Fang》Chapter 117
Advertisement
The next day I continued with my search for those who were doing the village harm, unfortunately I received the same results as the first time. I followed what was left of the darkness left by the clones, it took me to the same place, but this time there was more dark mist, but there was no sign of anything, absolutely nothing, this couldn’t just be it.
The third and fourth days were the same and no activity from those who had survived my attack, and no further visions on the matter either.
The fifth day again the same. I ended up laying out on the ground staring up at the wilting ancient tree, which looked even worse today, it probably didn’t have much time left, but I didn’t know what else I could do.
“I am missing something,” I moaned to myself. Those that carried a dark aura, attacks on a peaceful village and a wilting old tree that has been this places form of a Guardian from day dot. “Wait.” I rolled over glancing over at Arata. “Could they be harming the tree?”
“Why don’t you check,” responded Arata.
“Check?” I gave him a weird look. He didn’t actually answer me after that. “Hey, don’t leave me with no answers.” Larana giggled away on my shoulder. “And you know do you?”
“Yes,” she nodded. “Trees have a flow of water transfer in them and in most forests, trees have an endless connection.”
“Don’t keep giving him all the answers,” snorted Arata.
“Can you at least try to like me?” I asked.
“No.” He looked away, placing his head on his great paws.
“He’ll come around,” responded Larana. “Back to work master.”
“I suppose. I’ll see if I can connect with the tree.” I moved closer placing my hand on the large trunk. I’d felt nothing the last time I touched it, but this time I would ask. “Help me find what it is doing this to you.” I closed my eyes. I waited for what felt like forever. “Talking to a tree what are things coming to.” But I had to at least try.
Advertisement
“Water flows through each tree, and each tree is connected, especially this one master.” Mila spoke. “Legends says our first master planted this very tree, his blood runs through your veins, and you have a connection with him more than anyone else as you carry us with you.”
I had listened intently to Mila’s words, I always wondered about the connection I shared with the legendary Fang, after all I seemed to walk a similar path against the darkness and held power over his talismans.
I felt a gentle pulse come from the tree, had I made a connection. I heard a whispering voice from deep within the tree. “It has been a long time my old friend.” I was surprised by the voice and pulled away.
“It spoke back.” I noticed a smirk on Arata’s face. “You knew.”
Arata stood up, moving closer to the tree. “Most believe this to be a simple tree planted by our first master, it is not.” He shook his head. “This is one of many sites where battles between light and darkness was fought.” I listened to his words as it was the longest, he’d ever spoken. “This tree is where one of our first master’s closest friends fell in battle, he used his power to spare his life in a way, making him a guardian protector of this place, giving him the power to protect this place from the darkness.”
“Turned him into a tree,” I said. “Sounds impossible.”
“You’d understand if you had your awakening already,” hissed Arata.
“That’s not my fault,” I snapped back. “Dad seemed to think I need to come into contact with a much more powerful source of dark power, and with so much about I’m surprised it hasn’t happened yet!”
Advertisement
Larana was shaking her head on my shoulder. “You don’t have to explain anything, you’ll have it when the right moment arises, until then keep walking the path you have chosen, like right now we have a job to do.”
“Right.” I nodded, taking in a deep breath, letting go of our pointless argument. “Alright.” I reached my hand back out. “I’m here to help if you’ll let me.”
“Arguments with your talismans, not like you.” The tree seemed to laugh.
“We’ve never got on,” I responded. “You act as if you know me.”
“From a time, yes, but you have more pressing matters than how I know you.”
“True.” I nodded. “Let’s get to it then, why does this form you take look so sick?”
“The new life I had been given had been a peaceful one as I have sustained light here for centuries now, but something is poisoning the land and me.” His voice drained away for a moment. “I can feel myself growing weaker each day, I fear I cannot fight it off for very much longer.”
“Hang in there,” I encouraged. “Do you know where the source is?”
“You have already seen it with your visions from Mila and Larana; the darkness simply stops everything that comes into contact with it, including wind and water.”
“I see.” So, it was the darkness preventing me from completing my search.
“You must hurry there before too many more are made, and lives lost,” his voice hastened.
“What are they really trying to do with those clones?” I questioned.
“Only the darkness knows what it wants, perhaps to recreate his lost armies or his strongest servants,” replied the tree. “An enslaved beast who calls this place home needs your help, do not waste another second.”
“Thank you.”
“Follow what they have shown, it will guide you, but be warned of what you might see, the danger that awaits and perhaps a glimpse of the darkness true form.”
The tree abruptly broke the link, I thought how rude, but perhaps the connection with me used energy. I needed to hurry to save him, this enslaved beast and those they might have captured for the cloning.
I looked up at the sky, it was early afternoon, if I left now, I would be there quite quickly, I stopped that thought as Larana chimed in.
“Do not go alone master.” I glanced at her. “You have skilled allies with you, those who listen to your command.”
“You’re right.” I stood up heading back to the heart of the village.
“Fang.” Ibiki walked over. “Found anything yet?”
“I have and we must hurry,” I replied. “I need everyone’s help with this.”
“Alright.” Ibiki headed off to quickly gather the others. I just hoped we made it in time to prevent whatever it was they were doing in this area. I couldn’t see them setting up camp just to kill a tree, this was something bigger.
Advertisement
- In Serial9 Chapters
Many Minded
Synopsis: Issa Pyxis, Spacer orphan and illegal heretic, graduated from living on the streets to running with a gang years ago, but now it looks like that’s all going to change. Her inheritance, more specifically who—or what—she is, is catching up with her, and on a planet with the Emperor’s inquisitors slinking around in every shadow, nowhere is safe and no one can be trusted. What will she do? A cyberpunk story about identity, loneliness, covert infiltration, evil dystopias, and much more! Features: - Cyborgs and cyberpunk galore - This is indented to be somewhat “rational” and “hard” Sci-Fi story - Original Fiction however parts of my worldbuilding are inspired by other Sci-Fi stories (duh) Rationale: The future is cool, AIs are kickass, and questions about consciousness are simultaneously existential and yet unanswered. To me, this story is a vehicle for exploring these topics, and also, I wanted to write a story where the protagonist was unafraid of themselves and where their self is more like a git-repo than a meat computer. Disclaimer: This story primarily takes place in what we’d describe as a “cyberpunk dystopia” with some extra technocracy, autocracy, and religious fervor thrown into the mix, so there will be some “grittiness” in this story. Caveat emptor. Also, [insert your favorite boilerplate “views expressed” disclaimer here]. I shouldn’t need to say this, but the main character and other characters in my story can be wrong on occasion (gasp!) and the way they view the world isn’t always objective truth (if such a thing even exists) nor do their views and opinions necessarily reflect the views of me, the author. Cover art by me! [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 87 - In Serial7 Chapters
Pouch and Bloodied blades
Ter is a Tiv Demi-god born from a powerful ancestral spirit and a female sacrifice that survived where she should have died. He was ostracized growing up and eventually sold to the slave traders to be taken across the ocean. He meets Uche on the ship and they bond over the shipwreck that Uche unwittingly causes. Shunned by his people, he is content to roam the world with his companions; living his life to the fullest while also seeking out his sire. Uche is of royal blood, consecrated to the gods at birth. His house is betrayed by his father’s cousin and exterminated. Uche is sold to slavery instead of murdered for fear of possible repercussion due to his connection to the spirits. Uche is concerned with cultivating himself to godhood. He seems to hold no animosity for his past but has developed an aversion for needless slaughter and conquest. Sarauniya (Amina) is a princess of the great empire of Zazzau who is on the journey to gain power by any means necessary. Her goal is to be acknowledged by the empire’s governing council and crowned Empress in her own right. She faces the moral dilemma of what to do with her younger brother who is currently in line to inherit after displacing her. Will she forsake immortality for the opportunity to rule the Zazzau Empire and change the lot of all the women in her time? Or will she become a free immortal? Join the trio as they will wander across the continent and interact with various African cultures, deities and legends on their journey to ascension.
8 176 - In Serial27 Chapters
A Gladiator's New World [HIATUS]
Number 1704 was raised to be a gladiator after years of combat he reached monsterous hieghts. Sadly for all his strength he wanted for nothing and strived for nothing his life was simply that of following his instincts through battle. After his death in the arena he thought he had finally reached the end but through the power of a mysterious item his soul was kept intact during his reincarnation. With a new life and for the first time gaining experience of the world outside of fighting he will live his new life by his new name.I'm going to start updating this on Monday, Tuesday, and Friday. The donation button is there because I can be I will still do three chapters a week as long as I'm am able. If you wish do donate then please go ahead and show some love. Maybe you want me to buy a soda.
8 148 - In Serial38 Chapters
Everlasting ღ Newt TMR¹
❛I know we're not everlasting, We're a train wreck waiting to happen.❜ Lori wakes up inside a grave, along with a body. Finally a boy helps her escape, and he takes her to the Glade, an encampment in the middle of a Maze. Lori has no idea where she is, who she is or how the hell she got into the middle of a Maze. All she knows is that she has to find a way out.!!!WARNING!!!- There will be spoilers for the books and movies (duh) - This was my first proper fanfic, and it's cheesy af Enjoy *+*COMPLETE*+**UNEDITED* I hope you all enjoy my new story. I only own Lori and whoever else you don't recognize from the books! xoxo - WrathfulDeity And please don't copyright, even if the story sucks, I rather it stays mine. COPYRIGHT 2014 ©WrathfulDeity Published 4/11/2014
8 152 - In Serial28 Chapters
Inuyasha/naruto-crossover
What would happen if shesshomaru and inuyasha'a big sister was to wind up in naruto? Read to find out. I do not own inuyasha or naruto.
8 295 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Boss Monster Is My Teacher
Hanako Ishii manages to live through the hell of SAO only to get thrown into the reality of a new type of death game. Is she going to play along with the class, or will she play by her own rules?I'm not sure how often this story will be updated, but I hope that you all still enjoy it.
8 111

