Father Mathias could be seen on the dried field tilling the ground, the sun was down which shows the day was coming to an end and he found it more comforting to do it when there would be no sun.
He had barely done any work when he saw Scott coming, not walking but running home leaving a chunk of dust trailing after him.
He stopped tilling and stood straight up, his big body making weird cracking noises and he seemed to enjoy it.
Scott stopped in front of Father Mathias and breathed out, sweat trickling down his face and he wished the wind could increase it's charge but they were in the summer.
"I'm sorry I'm late"
He forced the words out, exhausted from his long run.
He pulled off his backpack and tossed it at father Mathias and the Old man caught it effortlessly.
Father Mathias opened the backpack and his face contorted into a frown and he dropped it on the floor in anger.
"Where is the fucking Taroé!"
He snapped at Scott and the kid flinched, he bent low and took the already dirty backpack and checked inside but it wasn't there.
"Shit!"
He curses and he remembered he must have dropped it when he was beaten by the weird trolls.
"Where is it?"
Father Mathias asked angrily..
"I... Okay, I lost it..."
"You fucking lost it!?"
This time his voice was thicker, meaner and sterner as he couldn't believe it, after he had his son gone for hours only to have him come back with nothing.
"I'm sorry I did lose it... I will get another one tomorrow with my savings..."
Scott replied, his voice somber and he felt a lump in his throat.
"You...!..."
He snarled and made to grab Scott but he restrained himself, well forcefully and growled, he quickly looked away and ran off.
Leaving a wave of dust on his track.
Scott sighed and fell on the heap father Mathias made.
"What could be special about Taroé anyways... It's just for dying..."
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[The White Crescent hills of Witches]
Elena flew on an old brown crooked broom, flying over the beautiful tall buildings, fields which were blessed with abundant harvest.
She flew towards the queen's palace, a gigantic building which had a magical barrier protecting it apart from the vast barrier protecting the kingdom.
She landed softly and grabbed her stick, above her were other flying Witches hovering in the air, protecting the barrier.
She muttered some spells and the barrier opened. She stepped into the building and made her way to the Queen's chamber.
There were three old Witches guarding the door of the queen's chamber, they allowed her inside and she was welcomed with a nice scent of the beautifully decorated room with lots of flowers.
There was a big pink bed of flowers on the Eastern east side of the room and a beautiful woman in a pink beautifully embroidered gown sat.
"Mother Cleopatra... I have come"
Elena said and bowed slightly.
"Beautiful Elena, did you retrieve the scarab from the hidden wasteland?"
"Yes mother... But I was detected. I ran into some unknown kid who protected me against the trolls but this kid seems to have no connection with the dark world..."
Mother Cleopatra narrowed her brows at the information.
A kid with no connection with the Dark world?
"What do you mean?"
"This boy had no abilities of any creature and he is none but he wields the similar weapon of Scott the Wolf berserker, with the drawing of the Dark world history scroll..."
Elena explained.
"You mean, Is it a big silver sword with a golding handle and words on the flat side of the blade?"
Elena tried to describe how the sword looked but she couldn't... Yes! She remembered.
"It doesn't seem to have any golding handle and no words on it, just a silver blade..."
Elena answersed. There was relief on the Queen's face.
"It's not the Berserker blade... Maybe you saw something wrong.."
"Maybe but there was something about that blade... It's presence could make any creature weak and it seems to give the boy a glint of reflex and speed... It's strange..."
Elena muttered and the queen smiled.
"Anything else?"
The queen asked as she saw that there was something bothering the mind of Elena.
"Yes Mother... I smelt something on the boy..."
"The smell of a demon!"
She dropped and the queen gasped.
"Shhhhh!"
The queen hushed and a barrier covered them, their words couldn't be heard outside the barrier.
"A demon?"
The queen asked, confirming if she had heard right... A demon, a rare and powerful species creature in the dark world, most have been sent extinct by Scott the berserker before he was killed .
"Yes mother... I think he is a demon but I'm not sure... The smell of a demon can't be denied..."
"Anytime he hoists the sword, it brings out the smell of a demon on him but without it, he's a human"
Elena explained and the queen sighed.
"Keep a close watch on him.."
"Yes mother."
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Scott was outside his cottage, working out when he heard rapid movements towards him.
He quickly stood up and looked around but saw nothing.
The night was quiet like every other day, no creatures hooting because there were none, all killed by him to eat.
Father Mathias stepped out of his cottage like he senses something was Wrong.
"Stay behind me..."
Father Mathias said and Scott, still not getting what was happening went behind him and just then, a dozen of royal vampires appeared.
All wielding blades of different shapes and their unfriendly countenance told Scott they didn't come to play.
"What do you want?"
Father Mathias asked and one of the vampires stepped forward... It was Alex!
"Tó capture your son who wields silver weapon"
Alex replied with an evil grin, he was prepared... This was his chance to make the Lad pay for his public humiliation.
"Weapon? My son wields no weapon!"
"Oh.."
Alex mouthed and pulled out the Taroé he had seen on the crime scene.
"This Taroé belongs to your son... We found it near the dead bodies of some creatures who had dried up and the only way these creatures could dry up when attacked is with the use of silver..."
Alex said and tossed the Taroé to Father Mathias and the old big man caught it effortlessly.
Father Mathias smelt it and his eyes widened, it had the smell of his son on it.
" Scott..."
Father Mathias stuttered and Scott slowly walked over to his father.
He knew things weren't looking good.
"Father.."
He knew Alex's presence would make things worse, he had finally gotten the chance to assert his revenge.
"Did you kill anyone?"
Father Mathias cut him off. His voice trembling, unable to face the reality of his son getting executed... That's if he truly did.
"I'm sorry father... They tried to kill me and I fought back..."
"Did you use the silver?"
"Yes father...."
Scott revealed and Father Mathias slowly stepped back in realization.
His son is a murderer and he used forbidden weapon again!
Alex grinned and signaled to his men.
"Take him!"
He ordered and two royal vampires appeared behind Scott and grabbed him.
"Leave my son alone!"
Father Mathias growled, halting the vampires on their tracks and Alex frowned... This old man was angering him... Stopping a royal soldier is a punishable offense.
"Shut up old man... He killed and used silver... He's going to die!"
Alex grinned and stood akimbo, daring the old man.
Father Mathias growled, his rage was out of control.
"Knock it off old man, You might be the next..."Alex mocked.
Father Mathias let the Taroé loose and his anger exploded.
Rain started falling and Thunder struck the field, the dried grass ignited in flames and it consumed the whole field.
The vampires became confused by the sudden rain but the massive aura they felt from the old man made them know they were in great danger.
Scott was shocked to learn that Taroé was such a thing!
Alex felt smoke emit from the old man and his yellow body turned black, he watched his claws elongate and his muscles ripping in his big hunting cloth.
His mind screamed for him to run but he still stood.
This old man wasn't a wolf... He isn't a fucking wolf!
He's a Demon!!!!