That Warrior Was Me

"What are you telling me Xerxes?! It cannot be possible!!" Is she was afraid then that would have been an understatement, she was practically shivering,

"I'm afraid it's so," his head is hung,

"No, this cannot be......we got rid of them...." She murmurs to herself and she runs to the door,

"Where are you going Octavia?!" He holds her back by the arm but she refused to stay back,

"I need to see this for myself, let me go." She pleads with him but he is hesitant, "I would be fine, please," her tone softens up and so does his grip,

"Please take care of yourself, it's dangerous outside." She kisses him before running out the door, Sheila catches her running to the entrance of the palace and stops her,

"My queen, you cannot leave!!" She stops her but Octavia goes around her quite easily, "wait!!" Sheila is forced to follow her. Immediately she was out of the gates she shifts into wolf mode and sprints the town, Sheila morphs too and follows her with great speed.

Two magenta wolves are seen running in the same direction, the one behind gaining speed very quickly, she comes in front of Octavia and growls at her making her halt. Octavia thinks fast and jumps over Sheila, to continue down the path to the town, Sheila growls in frustration and follows her again.

She reaches the town and it is deserted, the kids were meant to be playing since it was early afternoon but everyone was hiding away in their house, Afraid to come out. She scans the surroundings, taking the scent of the atmosphere and sniffing everywhere.

Sheila arrives and nudges her by the bum, Octavia growls at her and goes back to her detective work. Sheila knew she wouldn't go back with her so easily. So she decides to wait for her to finish.

She sniffs her way to a quiet street, she could smell a different scent, one she hoped she would never smell again. Her ears pick up sobbing and she traces it to a small hut, a child was crying relentlessly. Her eyes sadden and she shifts back to human mode,

"What is wrong dear?" She picks the little girl up, she couldn't stop crying and she notices she was covered in thick patches of blood,

"Mummy," was the only thing she wanted, but Octavia began to fear that her mother was no more.

"My queen!! Come immediately!!" Sheila calls from afar and she moves closer to where she was with the child in her arms, "this is hair." She points to the sheds of mane that littered one part of the Street,

"Indeed." she bends to pick some, it was thick but felt all levels of wrong, she takes a sniff and her eye widen in fear,

"What is it my queen?" Sheila didn't like that look,

"We need to leave immediately!!" Until they were ambushed by a pack wolves, they had the blackest fur and blood eyes and they were hungry for meat,

"Behind me queen!" She comes in front of her to defend her, she pulls her fans out and watched her sides,

"Sheila be careful!! Do not let them bite you!!" Octavia exhumes her fan too and held the child tight,

"What are they?" They were coming closer and one jumps at her, she answers by raising her legs and kicking it out of bounds, more of them charge and the assassin in her kicks in. She is incredibly fast and her movements are barely visible but she kills each and everyone of them.

She is panting as the blood of dead wolves stained her body, to their Dismay they only rise again, with another life and they growl at them.

"What is this?!" She didn't believe what was happening,

"They're demons wolves!! They belong to the dead, you cannot kill them. Hold the child!" She passes the terrified girl to her and she goes on a knee, "goddess's destruction!" She summons and a glowing circle with ancient marks form around her and a giant sword appears in her hands.

It was over six feet tall and weighed more than a full grown wolf but she held it with ease, her eyes were covered in her power and she swings the sword over her shoulder as the wolves approached her,

"My Queen?" She wasn't believing what was happening, the demon wolves launch at the but with a swing of her blade she slices them into two like a hot knife cutting through butter. She covers the eyes of the child as she recklessly killed the wolves.

She steps back to admire the destruction she had caused, the wolves began to fade into black mist and that was when she relaxed her tensed muscles. The blade disappears and she is drained, she lands to the floor and her breath is heavy,

"It is not safe for our people to be here, we need to create a shelter for them."she says in between breaths, "they have come back seeking revenge, someone is doing this but who would have so much power to control them." She is barley audible again. The child drops from Sheila and runs to her, embracing her tightly,

"Mummy!!" She cries on her shoulder and Octavia responds by hugging her back,

"Mummy would be okay, I promise." She kisses her forehead, she was such a beautiful girl and had the prettiest blue eyes, she reminded her of Xerxes,

"My queen we need to leave, this place must be infested and it's only a matter of time before they catch our scent." She helps her to her feet and they leave slowly. As they journeyed on foot, Octavia was still feel in thought, "what was that?" She asks, snapping her back into reality.

She turns to face Sheila, she looked less pale now and was generally doing better health wise,

"I see you're not sick anymore." She avoids the topic, Sheila nods but presses on,

"Thank you for your concern, Loki has been helping me....." She trails off, she hadn't spoken to him today, "but my Queen, how did you do that? Those creatures, demon wolves, why? You seem to know a lot about them."

Recalls of that her adolescent time was all about comes back to her, her gaze saddens,

"Yes I do, I've known them since I was young, what baffles me is why they're back." She pulls the child closer to her, lifting her up from the ground, "it is a very long story Sheila."

"We have quite some time before we reach the palace, you can tell me whatever you wish too. I have heard of them before but I thought they were myths." Her head lifts to the sky, it seemed the sun was already setting, they had been gone for so long they didn't realize it, "did you tell Master you were leaving? He would be worried since we left around noon."

"He knows where I was going too.....but you have a point....he would be worried." She kisses the child to calm her down, she was still shivering, "demon wolves are a part of the rose clan history, they were the cause of the first war in our clan." She looks at the girl to see she was slowly falling asleep, she must have hidden for days without food or water. It was normal she was exhausted.

"So it was all real?" Sheila rubs her stomach, feeling hunger pangs, she moans a little, she would tell Loki to feed her when she got back home.

"Yes....it was a very gruesome war, we lost so many women as the wolves targeted us more than the males. I lost my mother while she was trying to defend her sisters." A bit of pain in her heart, it was still something that haunted her, "the demon Lord wanted my mother as a mate, but she refused him and our clan supported her as she was already marked by my father. Father died due to an epidemic that spread across the clan, we were short of males and women had to train to become warriors."

"What happened after that?" They could see the palace in view,

"We grieved, I grieved, I was so young then. Mother was everything to me and she was the protector of the north part of our clan since we were gifted with fertility by the goddess, we were very large. She refused the demon king and for years he tormented us with the wolves, the elders refused to give my mother up and she refused to submit. It lasted for years but she didn't last so long." She strokes the hair of the child that was sleeping in her arms,

"My mother told me that generations fought the wolves until a mighty warrior was able to fight she demon king and seal him back with the help of the goddess and a special weapon given to her. The name of this warrior is untold but she was indeed very powerful." Sheila finishes.

Octavia smiles a little as they reach the gates of the palace, Xerxes was pacing up and down waiting for her, she turns to Sheila with a small smile,

"That warrior was me."