CUT FROM THE SAME CLOTH

&***LET'S GO EVERYBODY! CHAPTER 100!!!!! Thank's for all my readers who've made it this far. But fair warning...disclaimer adviced for this chaper ( Though not that serious)***&&

The monster itself stared up at me in defiance, but I could smell the fear from him. He tried squirming away again but both I and Earl held firm. I pulled some vines near me and tied him up nicely, then we could finally release him.

"Alright, let me gather my bearings," I mumbled while trying to lessen the amount of breath I was expelling. We didn't tie up the Furrha's mouth, since we knew that he too wouldn't dare risk death from the bloodthirsty beasts from around here.

"OK then. I'll go first then. Who are you, monster?" Earl asked while whispering while stripping the monster's weapons that he had on him; a small dagger and some supplies for survival.

The Furrha looked at Earl with a different type of anger, before spitting at him just to spite the elf. Earl easily dodged, but I could tell he did not appreciate the little Furrha's defiance.

I stared at the Furrha carefully to get some information on him. He looked much younger than me, maybe around Alex's age, and just like any normal furrha, he had the face of the elf, and the wolf ears to complete the look. That deep hatred in his large white eyes seemed out of place with his adorable look, which I bet he was trying so hard not to look like.

He was in a black hood, probably for easier traveling around the trees. But what surprised me was the white tail that occasionally slipped out of the hood. That's a rarity, even among the very few furrhas in the Beastverse.

*sigh*

"Since this is going to be a serious talk, let me cast some silence magic around us to make talking much more easier without having to worry about the beasts below," I whispered to the two.

"Wait, you could have done that in the first place?! You made me lessen my snores because of the beasts down there! " Earl whispered harshly at me.

"Oh, boohoo! You didn't sleep well, so what? I had to conserve my mana, and didn't feel like wasting it on the likes of you. Besides, we still have to fight tomorrow, or have you forgotten?"

"..whatever. Do what you want,"

***

<*Skill [area zero(LVL 2)] has been activated! No sound will get out of the specified area for next ten hours. Mana usage [100]*>

***

Damn! That's why I didn't want to use it. One hundred mana was very valuable to me right about now. But since this is a serious issue, I guess it had to happen.

"OK. I can tell you hate Earl here. What about me? Will you at least talk to me,"

"You're worse than him! Talking to an elf so casually. Especially an elf noble!" the young Furrha answered back with a forced deep voice, though I could tell he sounded a lot like Alex, if he ever decided to deepen his voice unnaturally.

"Oh? And why do you hate elves?"

"You really going to ask me that question and that's the same reason why you are here,"

Both I and Earl stared at each other before he came to my side, and we both sat down, opposite to the Furrha.

"What do you think we are doing in this planet, kid?" Earl asked.

He got no response from the Furrha. Oh wow. He really does despise the elves for him to outright ignored Earl like that.

"How about I do the asking from now on, Earl?"

"Yeah, whatever,"

"Alright, monster. Start talking. What do you think we are here do to? Don't try lying to me, I'll know,"

The Furrha stared had at me confused at first, then his eyes narrowed,

"So the elf isn't holding you hostage, taking you to 'that' place?"

"As you have clearly seen, no, he's not holding me hostage. We're friends actually,"

"No we're not. Just forced circumstances," Earl answered with no hesitation.

"Jeez, could you have at least kept quiet about that? And I noticed there was no pause on your words. Almost like muscle memory,"

"You're just that detestable I suppose,"

"That's a low blow and you know it! Anyways kid, just know that we're not–"

The furrha was suddedly staring so hatefully at me, that I could see tears almost forming. And I was right, cause soon after, tears filled with pain suddenly began dripping from his eyes.

"HOW COULD YOU! HOW DARE YOU JOKE WITH SUCH EVIL BEINGS LIKE THAT?!" he screamed angrily at me, the tears still falling. Good thing I put up the noise cancellation spell.

"What's wrong kid? There's something deep you are hiding from us. Why do you hate the elves?"

"Because they were my captors!"

"I'm sorry, what?!" I said in surprise. Earl also looked shocked by the kid's words.

"Explain yourself kid. Why would you say that the elves were your–"

"SHUT UP! SHUT THE HELL UP, ELF! Don't talk to me like we know each other!"

"I–I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just trying to understand–"

"GO AWAY!" the furrha screamed at Earl. Now I think I have a good idea of what is happening here. Too bad Earl didn't, judging by the angry scowl on his face.

"NO ONE, especially not some weak snot-nosed punk I just met, talks to me like that! Do you want to die?" Earl threatened while standing up, the irritating side of him surfacing.

The furrha looked shocked by the sudden change of mood and his eyes widened in fear. He tried squirming away from the elf but the vines held him tight.

"Hey, I think that's enough, Earl. You are scaring him. Go take a walk," I said in a low tone.

"Not now, Max! This kid has to learn his place! I think I'm just going to break a few of his fingers–"

I slowly got up from my place, firmly placed my hand on his shoulder and brought him down to my height.

"I don't think you understand what I'm telling you. Go. Take. A. Walk!"

Earl looked like he wanted to protest but immediately stopped when he looked at my eyes.

"Umm... yeah, I–I'll take that walk. Could you, like, let go of my shoulder. You're hurting me, " he stuttered.

Huh, I wonder why. But now I realized that I was grasping his shoulder a little harder than I intended.

I let go, and Earl climbed a bit higher on the tree, too quickly if you ask me. I took a deep breath before turning back to the Furrha, who looked even more scared of me.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you, Furrha. I just want to talk, is that good with you?" I asked him while sitting back down.

"You looked really angrered by what the elf said. More so than me. Maybe you really do hate him and are just hiding it," he said.

"Nope, it's not that. He just made me resurface some really unpleasant memories, and what he planned to do to you...let's just say, I've had my experience with these types of people,"

"Why do I sense some sort of connection with you? It's not a fluke either. That was the main reason why I followed you guys,"

"Don't worry about that. Let me guess your circumstances. Your captors, were elves as you said. And due to the problems of our race, I'm predicting they used you how they pleased, tortured you for their enjoyment, and even did more unspeakable things to you just because they could, I'm I right?"

The furrha looked shocked at me before he asked, "How could you tell from just meeting me?"

"The way you reacted when Earl threatened you. You can't fake such a fearul look like that even if you wanted to. Also, the robe,"

"What about the robe?"

I rose up and walked to him, then pulled the cloak he had on a bit lower. The furrha didn't resist and allowed me to do what I wanted. I grimaced at the familiar signs of whipping and pulled the robe back on.

"You wear something like this if you are planning on hiding such marks," I said.

I could tell he had such marks on his body when I pinned him down earlier. It may have been too low to make out, but when I had grabbed him around there, he whimpered in pain that only my sensitive ears could pick up.

"That doesn't explain how you were that accurate enough to discover that,"

"Want me to tell you a secret?"

The Furrha looked at me and raised an eyebrow in question.

Since I was in my army shirt, I showed him my bare hand. He looked at it curiously, wondering what I was planning to do with it.

***

[Bradley, remove the illusion]

<Are you sure, Max. You've never shown anyone this>

[I'm sure]

***

My white skin suddenly cleared up and many scars suddenly appeared around my arm. The Furrha gasped in shocked and looked up at me.

"I guess that's where you felt a connection from, Furrha. We have a lot more in common than you think. Now why don't you tell me your name? I'm Mandrax, by the way, or Max, if you prefer it,"

After showing him my scars, the furrha was a lot more cooperative.

"I'm Pinecrest, but call me Pine. So you were under the same circumstances as me? But what I don't get is why then do you associate yourself with the Elf?"

"Because they weren't my captors, unlike you. Now, I want absolutely everything from you about these captors of yours. Don't leave anything out, OK?"

When Pine began explaining his story to me, by the end of it, I felt so much pity for the kid, and so much hatred for his captors.

He said he doesn't remember a lot about in his younger years, just that his parents were killed in a fight against demons and he was all alone in his home. That is, until elves came by and took him.

At first, he thought he'd found a home with people who loved him, and for a kid, that's all they needed. But for him, he was treated like an absolute lowlife. From the age of four in monster years, he was forced to be the house boy for a family living in this planet, about ten elves; six children, two fathers and two mothers. Basically, it was two brothers with their families.

The children were equally distributed, three males and females, but they all had one thing in common, and that was to torture this young furrha here. To add more insult to the injury, he wasn't the only furrha working in that house hold.

As rare as our race was, there were about six others, meaning that this was a sort of thing for the entire family; to purchase and kidnap lost furrhas and have them work for their household.

The whip lashes and burn marks on him were a case of him ever trying to speak out about about their mistreatment. I thought that that was the worst of it, until he told me that since the elf children of the house hold were around five years older than him, they soon began getting even worse.

One day, while he was six, one of the older boys called Pine to his room, and let's just say, the Fueeha was traumatized from that day onwards. And that was just the start of the harassment. When all the kids decided to join in, since he was the oldest of the furrhas, he had to take them all, or his friends would have to suffer at their young age.

He finally gave up on that household at the age nine, and narrowly escaped from it with the hope of finding some help around the planet. But that's when he realized that he was much better off being raped repeatedly in the household than just escape to this horrid place. But it was already too late.

He promised to find a way to rescue the other furrhas with help, and that's what he's been doing up until now. So imagine his surprise when he saw an elf and Furrha traveling together, and that's why he decided to first do away with Earl, cause he thought I was the one being held hostage by him.

It was a while before I spoke again.

"...now I understand why you hate elves so much. I... I can't even fathom how you are still taking this life as you are, but I'll assure you one thing, someone's going to pay for their crimes, and not so easily mind you!"

"How do you plan on helping me fend off those demons?" Pine asked.

"You came to the right person with this case. First of all, let me untie you,"

I gave him the bunny we had caught earlier as food and told him to take a nap now, cause I noticed the heavy bags under his eyes, meaning he's never had a good rest in a while, probably since he escaped.

He went out like a lamp when I assured him that he was in safe hands, and Earl wasn't like those elves.

"You heard all that?" I asked as Earl came up behind me. I could hear the anger in his voice when he replied,

"Don't worry, I have good ears too. What do you plan on doing, boss?"

"What else?" I turned to him with a deep frown on my face.

"The first mission for the younger team of the elites, is revenge,"