Chapter 2

The leaves rustled through a nearby forest. Footstep sound throughout the forests, the sounds of twigs snapping underneath feet echoed. At the entrance to the kingdom, a small army of creatures watched, as a smirk came across the leader's face. He raised his paw and aimed towards the entrance. The wolf's around him nodded and walked towards the entrance, the leader of the pack walking in the middle.

The wolf clan was a proud race of warriors, trained at birth. They take any chance at gaining more power. Which is why they're attacking this kingdom now, for power. They were promised that if they killed every single person that inhabited this kingdom, they could claim the land and expand their territory. Now despite them not knowing their employer, they would never give up a chance at growing in numbers and power.

The townspeople were having a blast as the mailman was riding through the city, just now coming back from Hooder's tower. It was faster since the boy was sleeping. As he rode through the city, his eyes widened as gunshots were fired into the air, the sound engulfing the area in a thunder-like sound, gaining the people's attention. The small army leader stepped up, his hands behind his back.

"Good day people." He announced as people stared at the ground. He snapped his fingers as his members let off their rounds, shooting people down. Everyone gasped. "But, we're here to get rid of you. This is our land now." He said, drawing his sword. The townspeople began running, but people continued to get shot down, and cut down by the pack leader.

Once the first shot was shot, this caused the boy to wake up. He was sweating in his sleep, breathing heavily. He quickly grabbed his bandages and ripped them off. "Shit... I overslept!" Hooder shouted, standing and running towards the tower door. "I have to help them!" He grabbed a nearby sword and burst through the door. He began racing towards the town... "Come on..." 

Some of the protectors of the kingdom raced to the scene, cutting down some of the wolf's. The pack leader smirked and held his sword towards the protectors. "Cutting Bite!" The pack leader shouted, the tip of his blade became wolf's teeth. He zipped forward and cut down knights easily.

He smirked again and landed a swift kick to one of the knights. He stood up straight, looking towards the rest of the visible civilians. "Handle everyone here. I am heading towards the village area." He shouted, dashing off. The rest of the pack nodded and continued firing at the civilians.

Hooder was running through multiple houses, yelling for the people to stay in their homes. He felt himself get tired. He was also scared, he wasn't strong and barely had any experience with fighting with a sword. But, even so, he couldn't stand by and... watch...

He froze, thinking about it logically... These were.. the same people... that casted him... away.. Because of his power... For what reason does he have to protect them? If anything- 

Before Hooder could process what he wanted to do, he was kicked back. The force from the kick sent him backwards, crashing into a set of stairs. He grunted, the wind knocked out of him for a bit. He looked up, and it was the pack leader.

He chuckled, "Aw, look at the little hero." He said as Hooder slowly stood holding up his sword. "Sorry kid, but I have to put you down." He said zipping towards Hooder.

His eyes began to glow blue, as he saw his next few moves. He dodged a slash from the leader's sword. He dodged one coming above him, by performing a roll to the side. He then quickly raised his sword to block this new attack. But thanks to his small build, once the sword clashed he was pushed to the ground. The leader then twisted his sword around his and flung it off to the side.

His eyes widened. "I'm impressed kid. You were able to dodge and counter my strikes." The leader complemented Hooder, and was able to quickly stand up, but tripped a bit, causing him to stagger backwards. "But, I doubt you will be able to do any actual damage to me." He said, zipping forward.

His eyes widened, as he was kicked back. He rolled on the ground, his face getting cut and scarred. He quickly stood as his eyes glowed blue. He got ready, but the leader seemed to increase his speed, so despite Hooder knowing what he was gonna do next, he didn't have the reflexes to dodge them. Multiple punches landed on Hooder's body. The leader then spun around and landed a strong kick, knocking Hooder back far.

He was kicked so far, he was knocked out of the kingdom. He felt a strong pain in his gut, and felt something come up through his throat. The wind knocked out of him and spat an unusual amount of blood. He rolled on the ground and laid on the ground for a bit, his eyes flashing between his usual gray and blank. He slowly pulled himself up, as he glanced back.

A small wooden bridge was fenced behind him. He remembered this bridge, he once witnessed someone fall off the bridge, and took him 30 seconds to hear the splash. He looked forward, as the pack leader walked up. He smirked, his eyes glowing red. "Heh, pathetic.."

He said walking up, as Hooder held his fist up, them shaking as he approached slowly. He was about to throw a punch, until the leader grabbed Hooder by his neck. "N-No... I won't.." The leader raised his eyebrows at the boy. "Trying to be a hero? Look where that's got you." He said, squeezing his neck more. "Farewell.", He let hooder go and landed a strong punch to his gut.

The sounds of what sounded like his organs shattering echo through the forest. Hooders eyes finally went blank and was sent flying back. Hooder was in too much pain to realize he was going to be sent off the bridge. At this point, his foresight was acting up, showing random things, he was confused. He knew he was going to die, so why was his foresight showing him nonsense? Maybe this was a curse after all...

Hooder then fell over the bridge and fell into the water… When his body hit the water, his skin began to burn. He laid there, as his body began to float along the stream.