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Kalaigrah's Curse (PG 13 *currently*)

Great job Kelsey.your so good at this,especcially with wolves a the topic.can't wait for the next chapter keep it up.
 
Awwwws! <3 Thanks Gohan, I'm glad you liked it. As soon as I think of a good enough plot for chapter four, I shall begin writing it right away. ^_~

~Kelsey
 
Awws, im addicted to your chapters ^^
I'm becoming more attached to the main wolves, and i'm looking forward to getting to know more of the pack ^^
Great work kelsey!
 
Awwwwwwws, yayness! I'm so glad you like it, Claire. ^^ Yes, I'm trying to give each wolf their own personality, so that each person who reads my fic gets an idea of what they're like, but they can also choose which wolf they favor in the story. ^_____^

~Kelsey
 
*gets whipped then hugged* Ack!! XD OK, don't worry Claireness, the next chapter ish on it's way, I'm just trying to fix up some areas of it before posting it. ^________^

~Kelsey
 
~~Chapter Four: Strange Apparitions~~​

"**** it all to Hell, where am I?," growled Kalaigrah in anger as he prowled ever deeper into the dark, dank cavern. Kalaigrah had awoken inside of this cavern almost one hour ago. Since then he has not found a single trace of Hakura, or the monster that dragged Kalaigrah under the maroon river for that matter.

Kalaigrah kept his wits about him, for he knew that something was lurking in the shadows, he could feel its eyes piercing through him. Suddenly, the air became thick and muggy. A thick green smog appeared, constricting Kalaigrah's airway. Kalaigrah began to turn a ghostly pale white, then collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

Kalaigrah's stomach lurched as he spat up blood, most likely from an internal wound somewhere in his intestines. Kalaigrah's sight became dim, even in the dark and lonely cavern, it was getting harder and harder to see. His senses were failing. Kalaigrah crawled, dragging his hind legs. He tried to move them, but they were paralyzed from the toxic gases. As Kalaigrah slowly made his way down the narrow path of the cavern, he kept his nose low to the ground, helping to filter the gas from his lungs.

Kalaigrah's sight kept fading from him, the only thing that allowed Kalaigrah to see where he was going was the glint from the crystals embedded in the cavern walls. Soon Kalaigrah reached a dead end, though the toxic smog had dissapated, leaving Kalaigrah stretched out on the cavern floor, taking deep, labored breaths of fresh air. Soon, Kalaigrah regained feeling in his hind legs and mustered as much of his strength as he could to stand up.

"****it, the cavern's comptelely blocked off from he-," Kalaigrah suddenly went into a coughing spasm. The toxic smog had damaged his lungs greatly. "Sigh...well, no use sitting here doing nothing, I have to find Hakura." Suddenly, Kalaigrah could hear some strange voices from what seemed to be on the other side of the wall. Kalaigrah pressed his ear to the cavern wall, trying hard to listen to the estranged voices.

"P-please...just let me be...I swear to you that I-I shall not tell anyone of your whereabouts-yipe!," a large grey dog was swiped on the side of his head by a large tentacle and fell to the floor, sliding a few feet. "H-help me...someone...," said the grey dog helplessly as he blacked out, with the large monster hovering over him.

Kaliagrah's ears lay flat against his head, and his fur stood on end in anger from what he had just heard. For the voice he had heard was that of Hakura's. Apparently, while Kalaigrah was left to die in the cavern, the monster that kidnapped the two young wolves had taken Hakura hostage.

"That son of a *****...," said Kalaigrah aloud. Without realizing what he had just said, Kalaigrah hurled himself into the cavern wall. Seeing as voices could be heard from the other side, the cavern wall could not be more than a few inches thick, so Kalaigrah hoped to break through to the other side. Kalaigrah growled in frustration and again hurled his large, muscular body into the wall once more. Kalaigrah rebounded off the wall and landed on his side on the floor, coughing wildly.

As Kalaigrah was trying to reagain his breath, something crept up from behing Kalaigrah, eyes glinting from the reflection of the crystals on the cavern walls. Kalaigrah perked his ears, and turned his head around. He couldn't believe what he was looking at. As Kalaigrah's ears lowered from slight terror, he bared his fangs to show his ferocity.

Kalaigrah was looking at the mangled body of a wolf. The wolf had piercing green eyes that shone from the relfection of the crystals and treasure. The wolf's fur was horribly matted and missing in most areas. There were large, black scabs along the wolf's belly, with a clear liquid oozing from them. The wolf was missing at least ten of his fangs, which was no surprise seeing as his remaining fangs were brown and yellow. The wolf's left hind leg was twisted in a horribly awkward position, as if someone took a sledge hammer to the wolf's leg.

"You stay the Hell away from me, you hear?," said Kalaigrah firmly, his voice trembling a little. Kalaigrah took a few steps backwards until his hind quarters were pressed against the cavern wall. Kalaigrah bared his pearly white fangs even more vigorously, barking madly out of fear and submission. "What is it that you want from me?" The old mangled wolf just stood in one spot, never wavering, though he looked as though he could topple over at any given moment.

The old wolf took a few graceful, but slow steps towards Kalaigrah, dragging his mangled hind leg. The wolf's eyes were kept fixed on Kalaigrah's, even as the old wolf limped past Kalaigrah and stepped through the cavern wall.
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Weeeeeeee, chapter four ish up! I really hope you guys like this one, I think it adds more excitement to the story now. Catch ya later, everyone! ^_~

~Kelsey
 
Ooo scary XD i love it, another great chapter kelsey ^^
Btw, i think you mean the, rather than a, where you say "a large grey dog was swiped"
 
Weee, Claireness, I'm glad you like it. ^^

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...well, since you don't know who or what is speaking, using "the" large grey dog would make it sound as though we knew it was Hakura that was speaking before I stated it was so.

So, since there was no previous reference that the voice was of Hakura, I think that by using "a" large grey dog left it open for the reader the think about who the dog might be. Like where it came from, whther it was a male or female, etc., etc. ^o^

I do, however see your reasoning Clairness, unless you have more reasoning, I'll just leave it the way I have it. But I really appreciate the fact that you made the suggestiong. <3 *huggles*

~Kelsey
 
<3 You gave up too easily Claireness. XD *huggles* J/K, and thanks again for reading my ficcie, chapter five shall be up soon. ^_~

~Kelsey
 
~~Chapter Five: Winds of Change ~~​

Kalaigrah stood, staring blankly at the old wolf as he passed straight through the solid limestone wall. Kalaigrah stood dumbfounded for a few moments, then gathered up his courage and slowly edged towards the wall. Kalaigrah lifted one of his large, furry paws and pressed it against the spot where the old wolf had passed through. Nothing happened.

"**** it all...what the Hell is going on around here?," Kalaigrah said, with a slight growl in his voice. He again began ramming himself against the wall, in the hopes of still reaching the other side to save Hakura. Kalaigrah backed up a few feet from the wall, then charged full force, ramming himself into the solid limestone wall once more.

Kalaigrah hit the wall with a tremendous "whack!" before falling to the floor. Kalaigrah lay wounded on the ground, crazed from his determination to reach the other side. Kalaigrah weakly lifted his head and opened his eyes, only to see the blurred vision of the old, matted wolf standing before him.

Only one with the pure of heart and soft of touch can pass through the wall's mighty stance. Kalaigrah had heard that strange voice in his head. His vision still blurry, Kalaigrah struggled to keep his eyes focused on the ghastly sight of the old wolf. Only one with the pure of heart and soft of touch can pass through the wall's mighty stance. Kalaigrah heard the voice say once more.

The old wolf's emerald eyes gazed into Kalaigrah's gold and confused ones. The old wolf then set himself along Kalaigrah's right side and began urging Kalaigrah to get up, compressing his body against Kalaigrah's. Kalaigrah found this odd, for how could this wolf pass through the solid limestone wall, yet feel as solid and warm as he himself? Despite this thought, Kalaigrah welcomed the old wolf's body to prop himself up on all fours.

Kalaigrah staggered for a moment, letting his weight shift and his eyes focus once more. The old wolf then limped past Kalaigrah and stepped through the wall once more. The old wolf's words echoed in Kalaigrah's mind. Only one with the pure of heart and soft of touch can pass through the wall's mighty stance. Kalaigrah slowly approached the wall. Then, exactly where the old wolf had passed through, Kalaigrah cleared his mind of all frustration and gingerly passed through the limestone wall.

***

Kalaigrah wasted no time. Without stopping to think of where the old wolf had disappeared to, Kalaigrah began following Hakura's cries, which were now much louder than before. Kalaigrah darted around corners and dashed down cavern paths. Kalaigrah would look to be but a blur to an onlooker.

"Hakura! Hakura!," shouted Kalaigrah in a deep voice as his large, heavy paws pounded the Earth, increasing his speed. Suddenly, Kalaigrah heard a howl coming from a small passage. Kalaigrah stopped abruptly and cautiously looked around. There were still huge piles of glimmering treasure along the cavern's sides. But when Kalaigrah looked down the passage where the howl had come from, he had to squint to see anything.

The passage was small, and Kalaigrah had to lower himself just to fit through the opening. For what seemed like hours, Kalaigrah moved at a brisk pace, still low to the ground. The passage's walls were damp and no light was visible anywhere. Then, Kalaigrah's coarse black fur stood up on end as a large wind tunnel sucked Kalaigrah through to the other end of the passage.

***

"Oh, Kalaigrah," sighed Kasumi, her bright blue eyes still fixed on the maroon river. "I can still remember the day we met...how you came up to me, wagging your tail like a fool. You asked me to be your bride...I was a bit taken aback, but I accepted, never knowing that you'd become the leader of the Lunar Flower clan."

Kasumi stood up, her legs half asleep from laying on the ground for so long. She stretched her long, slender legs and decided to pace along the maroon river, hoping to find a sign of Kalaigrah somewhere. Kasumi's pearly white fur glinted and shone with great resilience in the morning sun. She had been staring into the depths of the maroon river since sundown the previous evening, and only just realized how hungry she was.

Kasumi sniffed the air, her ears perking up as the wind changed direction. "Hmmm...so that's where you've been hiding," Kasumi said under her breath. Kasumi crouched low to the ground, cautiously stepping over stones and twigs, as to not make any sound or sign that she was near.

Kasumi was never alone from the time her pack had left her the previous evening. Someone was watching her. Kasumi knew not who this stalker was, but that he had had his eyes on her all night. Kasumi crept up behind some bushes. The creature's scent was very strong now. Kasumi's fur stood up and she began breathing faster. She was scared, though she knew not as to why. She was a master hunter, surely there was no reason for her to be frightened.

Kasumi gathered up all the courage and strength she had left and leapt out of the bushes and tackled the horrifying creature she had been tracking. Kasumi smirked at her victory. But her smug smile faded instantly as she gazed upon what this horrifying creature was.
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Well, there's chapter five for you! Enjoy everyone. ^^

~Kelsey
 
ooo so many open endings XD must know more!
really great chapter, kelsey ^^ *huggles*
 
I was wondering where you were. XD Thanks Claire! I'm glad you like this chapter. ^^ I admit I'm not the greatest at cliffhangers, but I think I'm getting better. ^o^ *glomps*

~Kelsey
 
Weeeee, thanks Mattie! Where have you been? XD *glomps* Thanks for reading...and liking my chapter. X3

~Kelsey
 
XD Thanks again Mattie, I'm glad that you guys enjoy reading my ficcy. The next chapter shall have much more action in it, but I gotta build up some tension first. XD Well, chapter six shall be coming soon! ^.~

~Kelsey
 

~~Chapter 6: Forgotten Mirrors ~~​

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Kalaigrah screamed as the wind tunnel sucked him straight through to the other side of the dark and narrow passage. The passage had turned out to be much longer than Kalaigrah had expected. Kalaigrah was thrown down passages and thrusted around sharp corners until finally, with a loud "thud!", Kalaigrah hit the ground hard.

"Ugh...**** it all to Hell," Kalaigrah weakly stated under his breath, while straining to stand on his own four feet once more. He felt horribly nauseated from the wind tunnel dragging him through the passage. At least I'm out of that **** place. Kalaigrah began thinking to himself...where was he? He was no longer in the same area as he was before. He seemed to be in a lower chamber of the cavern.

It looked as though Kalaigrah was now in the center of the cavern. The area that the wind tunnel had swept Kalaigrah to was very large. There was water dripping from the roof of the cavern, and the air was very thick and muggy. Just ahead of Kalaigrah were two passageways, both very dark and had a cryptic aura seeping from them.

The walls smelled of blood and rotting flesh, whilst a misty green fog hung overhead. The large piles of treasure, which encased the walls of the cavern?s upper floor, were no longer there. There were no glimmering crystals jutting out of the limestone walls either. Kalaigrah lowered his body to the ground, as to not breathe in any of the toxic fog, while slightly limping on one leg from the very abrupt landing on the cavern's floor.

"Hakura! Hakura!" shouted Kalaigrah, wincing as he slowly moved forward, down the largest passage in the cavern. The passageway was ridden of the toxic fog, so Kalaigrah raised himself to his true tall and dark stance. Kalaigrah kept his nose high and made sure to pick up his feet as he made his way down the tunnel, as to not make any notion that he was there. What was it that Kalaigrah was trying to conceal himself from? This, he did not know, but he could smell a fowl stench just up ahead.

"Heh, I bet the bastard is just up ahead. I'm coming Hakura!" Kalaigrah began cantering and soon broke into a sprint. The sudden need to find Hakura made the injury to his hind leg seem more bearable. He dashed around every corner; his head rapidly turning from left to right as he checked his surroundings. Just then, off in the distance, Kalaigrah heard a mournful howl.

Kalaigrah now broke off into a dash of utmost speed. His pulse was racing, his heart was pounding, and his menace was everlasting. For even though Hakura was one of the more quiet wolves of Kalaigrah's pack, the desire and instinct to defend his pack...his family...caused Kalaigrah to gain un-wolf like strength.

Now Kalaigrah came to an abrupt halt as he came to yet another solid limestone wall. He pondered what to do, then the old wolf's words echoed again in his mind. Only one with the pure of heart and soft of touch can pass through the wall's mighty stance. Kalaigrah cleared his mind and lowered his head. He fixed his eyes on a spot on the wall directly in the center, then carefully stepped through the wall's solid bearings.

***​

Kasumi had leapt through the bushes and tackled a creature that had been stalking her the previous night. She gained quite a start as she bounded through the woods, then came crashing out of the hidden bushes and attempted to tackle the stalker. Time seemed to slow down as Kasumi was in mid-jump. Her eyes were fixed on that of Hakura. Kasumi flew straight through Hakura's body and crashed to the muddy ground below.

"Ugh...what...who the Hell are you?" Kasumi said in her strong, 'I am gonna kick your ***' tone. Kasumi struggled to raise herself to her feet, but eventually gained enough strength to stand, facing Hakura un-flinchingly. "Ha...Hakura? Is it really you?" Kasumi's eyes lit up and glimmered with tears. It still hadn't occurred to her that she had just tried to tackle Hakura, but flew directly through his body.

Hakura's large emerald eyes blankly stared back at Kasumi, as though he were searching for something...something hidden. Kasumi slowly and cautiously inched forward; keeping her large blue eyes fixed on Hakura. "Hakura? Are you all right? Where's Kalaigrah? Did he come back with you?" Kasumi said in a slightly worried tone.

Hakura never moved, never wavered as he stared through Kasumi. Kasumi's sleek fur suddenly stood up on end; she smelled death. Kasumi lurched around; sensing that something was upon her. All the while, Hakura's stance never faltered; he showed neither notice nor emotion that anything was nearby. Kasumi snarled and bared her pearly white fangs as her eyes flickered from left to right. She was feeling the adrenalin rise and her heart began to pound, yet she felt no fear.

Suddenly, the entire world went black, and it seemed as though Kasumi was cast into a dimension of death and horror. All she could see was the figure of Hakura standing before her, his emerald eyes still fixed on Kasumi. Everything went black. The earth, the sky, the trees, everything. "What kind of trickery is this?" Kasumi snarled, sticking her tail straight up in the air.

The ground began to rumble and quake. Kasumi staggered and nearly lost her balance. Hakura never moved nor blinked. It seemed as though Hakura were unreal. How was it that Kasumi could sense these things and feel these quakes whereas Hakura could not? Just then, tall yet glossy figures came crashing from the ground, surrounding Hakura and Kasumi within a wall of glass.

Mirrors...they were all mirrors.
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Well, chapter six ish finally done. XD Enjoy everyone. ^________^

~Kelsey
 
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