~Chapter 3~
Sniff, sniff. "Do you smell that?" asked a buff man with Goldilocks. Sweeping his gaze throughout the crowd a rage crept up his throat like smoke. "I can't forget the stench." Taking more whiffs out of the air he growled. "It has been two revolutions and now the time has arrived."
"What has arisen my King?"
"The Slayer of my brother, the one who took my Pride away and left me without true reason, to hold this mantle for how will I know the truth strength in a title falsely given. I will earn my rights."
"What do you want me to do?"
"We will track him down. From there you will stalk him until further orders. I want to know his every move. He caused members of our pride to become wandering savages he must suffer."
~Hunters~
"Whoa!" shouted a hooded man. "Where is that you are taking us?"Gesturing to the white all sound them he snuggled up under his cloak even more. "All I see is snow resting upon this mountain." Picking a frail yet sturdy young man up by his collar. "This wouldn't happen to be a rebellion."
Shaking his head frantically the boy fell to the soft knee high snow with a tish. "I wouldn't dare misinform you or King. I and my family knows of your feats and strengths. We merely want to be of service."
"And collect that reward, hey." Asked another.
"Correct."
Launching an arm around the shoulder of their informant the leader gave him an eerie grin. "You are right to fear us. For we are much more than Shakiri who track down valuable assets." Peering down at the young man he gave him a flash of fangs. "We can also be brutal savages. The choice of which one received is yours. Now…" Gesturing to the snowy wasteland the head man told him. "Lead the way.
~Mountain Top~
"Ha, you can't stop me." Hollered a lil antellope-faced boy as he dribbled a ball made of leaves in between the legs, around, and even over his friends using everything but his hands. "I'm going to win."
"No your not." Dashing across the snow at high speed Samson went for a slide.
Rotating his ears at the approach of his opponent the Arcadian child kicked the ball up in the air then bounded into the sky with it. Kneeing the ball he fell to the ground with a twitch of his nose and ears.
"What's wrong?" Asked Samson at the shift of the whole herd. Every last one was focused on something. Sniffing the air a growl crept up his throat. "I know this scent." Turning to warn the others they were already scattering away.
"I have to tell my father." Projecting black wings Samson shot off.
~Abbott~
"How are you doing?"
"How may I help you?" asked the clerk in her native tongue, never peering up from the buffalo she was whittling.
"I am Abbot," the six-foot man said with a bow. "I am in need of lodging."
Tossing her head up, eyes a wide the clerk stuttered out. "You, you speak my tongue."
"I speak many tongues. And yours might be one, but in all I am just passing through for the night, do you have somewhere I might lay." Placing a gold coin on the desk Abbot gave her a smile.
"Shall I provide you with my daughter for the night as well." the clerk asked with a smirk.
"No thank you." Replied Abbott courteously. "I have not time for such delightful pleasures, maybe the next time I'm in town."
Studying her guests' hazel eyes, the clerk gave her shoulders a shrug. "What's with all the mystery, behind that red coat."
"Actually, it's Scarlet."
~Forest Below Giro Mountain~
"Tonight shall be the night where all our aspirations come to reality."
"What do you have in mind, King?"
"First I'm going to the town of Kilma my prey awaits me."
"When Drigi returns I want everyone to get ready tonight we go on the hunt and those Bovidae are our prey. Seek them out, capture them and do not kill a soul. Bind by the contract." Standing up off a stomp King's eyes lit up in the night. "I'll be back shortly."
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"I can smell it." thought Samson while dashing through the mountain forest without a sound thinks to his soft cat like paws. "Over there." Weaving his head through the air following his nose Samson bound into a tree and began to climb until he was a hundred feet up.
Running along his stopping mark Samson leaped off the branch and grabbed hold of the mountain wall. Taking deep breaths every cell in his body began to ring as he ascended. Eyes glowing red his heart rate slowed and all his senses kicked into play.
Grrrrum, the sound of a giant beast ripping away flesh and the crunching of bones met Samson after the delightful scent of carrion made his mouth water.
Himf, hairs rising at the huff of the Quintessence nose Samson knew the creature caught his scent. Spreading black wings he pushed off the ledge and zoomed upwards right when the beast was charging his way.
Locking eyes the white polar bear gorilla beast stood on all two's and roared.
Baring his fangs and materializing a flaming spear Samson launched it at his opponent before swooping in.
Weaving the spear with nimbleness regardless of its seven foot frame the beast fell to all fours as Samson zoomed in on him.
Booom punching the Quintessence moose like antlers sprung backwards with the help of the beast flicking him off. "Raaa" rising on two feet the beast released a deafening roar which made the blood staining his jaws fall to the snow.
Manifesting multiple flaming spears Samson flexed his claws. "You're coming home with me."
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Doop, doop, doop, doop, boosh. Snatching up his spear and hopping to his feet at the bursting open of his lodging door Ohr eyes shot up to meet the intruder.
Studying his prey as he strolled into the room the invader asked Ohr. "Did you lose that arm due to the battle you partook with my brother."
Raising a brow in confusion, Ohr shook his head. "I know not what you speak of."
"Do not act with blunder, your blood was splattered all over the cave floors yet you stand here and my brother has returned to oneness."
"I lost my arm two revolutions ago in a hunting accident."
Rolling with laughter the intruder's eyes began to glow. "You have said enough." Morphing into his Arcadian form the were-lion said "Do you remember now?"
Clenching tight to his weapon, a sense of horror washed over realization hit him. Have flashbacks of two years ago when Samson awakened and slaughtered the entire pack in the caves of Mula.
"I have been stripped of my dignity and falsely given the title of King due to your slaying of my brother. I sought battle with you to return my Pride. Will you accept or die where you stand?" Smiling at the raise of his prey spear the Panthera crouched. "So you accept?"
"He moved…" Feeling a searing pain in his arm Ohr looked over and saw it missing.
"This is not possible. There's no possible way you could have bested Golec. Tell me who else was in Mula's cave."
"It was only I."
"Don't lie to me. I can tell by your beating heart that there was another."
Snatching Arachet out of her chair in a heartbeat the Arcadian threw her into a cabinet. "I will ask you again. Who was with you?"
Charging Ohr took an uppercut then a kick to the stomach which sent him flying across the room into the wall."
"Who were you with?" Roared King.
Coughing and hacking up blood, Ohr found himself losing consciousness. "It was only I." Kaweeesh watching the Arcadian arm pierce through Arachet torso tears began to pour down.
"Our souls are forever bound." Whispered Arachet with her dying breath.
"Now tell me." Peering up at the were-lion, Ohr commenced to laugh hysterically. You will never know even after your slaughtering."
Growling King swept Ohr off the floor. "We will see how long you will hold unless madness truly finds you."
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Woosh, woosh, soaring over the town of Kilma singing a happy tune Samson thought, "They're going to love this." Swinging the net he created with wiry strands hair he pictured the infinite amount of food sitting before him. "We are going to eat for days.
Hmmm, twinkling his nose the smell of death and blood infiltrated his senses. Taking a second whiff of the air Samson eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Momma." Tears began to fill his eyes. "Mama." Woosh, increasing his speed in less than a minute he found himself a mile away hovering above Mainu Lodging.
Diving down in the small alleyway between buildings, Samson burst out the shadows running up to his room. "What…" becoming woozy from the scent of blood flooding his senses the EVOL stood in front of the doorway trying to catch his breath. "The door is broken."
Crossing over the shattered remains Samson dropped his game. "Mommy." Running up to his mother's pale, lifeless body he began to sob uncontrollably.
Feeling the transition in his eyes from hazel to their reddish glow, Samson knew all too well what that meant. She was dead. Dropping to his knees and touching her body, woosh, Arachet's final moments flooded Samson's mind.
"Daddy." Wiping his tears away with his arm Samson hopped to his feet. "I'm coming to save you.
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"Alright Panthera" lifting a soccer size ball in the air, King said, "This shall lead us to the Bovidae." Sniffing the ball he grinned. "It reeks of their scent."
"What's that sound?"
Spinning left and right in search of high pitch whistle boooosh something crash landed in the field of snow before them. "You want to be King, Racs but I am."
"Mibasu?" Squinting his eyes and narrowing in on the crash sight, woosh a gust of wind blew pass him and his Pride clearing away dust and smoke. "It's a child." Hemf, hommf, catching Samson's scent King smiled. "You were there as well, boy. So that…" turning to speak to Ohr the Arcadian growled at Samson untying him. "How did he get from over there to here so fast? Is that a child?"
"If you want to be King." Spoke Samson. "You have to be King, you have to live as King, breathe as King, and see yourself as King then you have to do what Kings do."
"Mibasu?" Taking a step back at his father's quote he trembled. "How did you? How does he?"
Swoosh moving his father to a safer higher location Samson red eyes never took a gander at his father. "Samson" his father called out to deaf ears.
"You want to be King then take my crown." Morphing into a lion-like humanoid with a red and green exoskeleton Samson pounced.
Gasping at his foe's speed, King clenched his jaws in anger. "Raawf" slashing at the EVOL his eyes slid down then to the right as his opponent ducked his attack then circled him.
Focusing his energy into his hands as he balled them into a fist flames burst into life. Twisting his torso and bending his legs Samson pushed off. "I can't dodge it." Thought King before the explosive punch sent him flying across the mountain field and rolling in the snow.
Forcing himself up on all fours, regardless of the ringing in his ears and the pounding in his head and jaw, King hollered, "Kill him!"
Roaring the mob of were-lion's all began to transform into their Arcadian form as they rushed forward.
Crouching as a growl crept up his throat Samson let loose a ground shaking roar which made the Arcadian's freeze and tremble where they stood.
Snarling with a step forth, voosh Samson burst off. materializing two curved daggers in the process kawish,chich, chich, chich,chich slashing through dozens of Panthera blood spat out of them and their bodies hit the ground with a thud.
"Aaaah" charging Samson all at once five of the Arcadian's received a multitude of holes from the thin wire hairs projecting out of their enemy body.
Spinning in a circle, kawish Samson cut them to shreds.
"He might be fast but you can't dodge these." aiming their guns at their opponent three of the were-lion's released a rapid fire of laser beams.
Blocking the beams with a barrier of light Samson took a deep breath then spewed a thick smoke into the air which spread fifteen yards out in all directions capturing a few Panthera in its midst.
Aagg, ahhh, ahh listening to the screams of his Pride King clenched his hands into a fist until his palms bled. Stepping backwards and lighting up as an idea slid into his mind the Panthera dashed across the snow and up a mountain ledge groaning with every move.
"You just won't quit." Said Ohr. Trying to move his body he found that he couldn't. Laughing at the flashes of their last involvement with Mibasu, Ohr looked at the Arcadian through his one half open eye. "You wanted your King now you got him."
Becoming infuriated, kawish, King plunged his claws into Ohr's throat, silencing him forever.
"Raaaaa" sensing his father's death Samson unleashed a devastating roar which woke up the dead Panthera.
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"What is that?" Looking in the direction of a lamenting roar Abbott could also feel the rage inside it. "There's a battle afoot." Closing his eyes and focusing on the roar, The Omega traced the vibrations of the roar back to the source. Taking a peep his eyes popped open at what he witnessed. "Necromancy." He whispered before teleporting to the scene.
Reaching the location Abbott hovered above the battle unnoticed. "Why are the Panthera fighting amongst each other?"
Scanning the fight The Omega eyes took detail of two things: the aura of Samson which he remembers from Mainu Lodging and the auras of the dead. "So the child is controlling the dead?" Finding King standing over Ohr's dead body, Abbott nodded his head. "It all makes sense now."
Waiting until the massacre was done Abbott The Omega teleported in front of Samson with his hands up. "It's all over now." He said in a certain frequency. "You may be at peace now."
Wobbling tiredly Samson returned to his human state and collapsed to the ground in a deep sleep.
Watching the Panthera that were awakened from the dead vanish, The Omega looked at the ones left. "Hi
s talents are profound. What is he?
~Outro~
OHR(Human)- Father of Samson(Deceased)
Arachete(Human)- Mother of Samson(Deceased)
Samson(SouBei)- Characteristics: Mahogany Skin, hazel eyes, and dreads (Age:8)
Abilities: 1. Devour and Absorb all forms of entities, human, beast, demon, spirit etc.
Shapeshift and use the characteristics, traits, and abilities of all he devours. Enter The Kingdom within his mind where those devoured or absorbed
Devoured
Rogue(Chisapho spirit): Characteristics: Badger head with tusk mouth, slim cheetah torso, boar lower body long cheetah tail.
Abilities: 1.Earth manipulation 2. Adapt and use all weapons 3. Create weapons using boar like fur on her body. 4. G-Force/ Ki control- Energy Manipulation 5. Earth Magic 6. Nature magic 7. Rampage
Valkum (Chisapho Spirit): Characteristics: Vulture head, reptilian body, grasshopper exoskeleton, black vulture wings.
Abilities: 1. Fire manipulation 2. Heal himself and others. 3. Spread disease 4. illusions 5. Multiply/ create clones 6. creation 7. G-Force Manipulation
13 Panthera Arcadians/ Were-lions.
Notes
1.Chisapho are intelligent humanoid beings created through the amalgamation of three forms of animals.
Arcadians is the term used for were or beast folk.