Chapter 6 - The Enemies of the Past Pt. 2

     Lestat stopped jumping about three miles away, standing on the top of a tree and looking at the moon. He let out a loud and long howl, looking into the moon afterwards. After a few seconds, howls could be heard in the distance. He smiled under his helmet, dropping down onto the ground, slamming into it. He walked over to a rock and pulled it away with ease, a hidden tunnel behind it. He walked down the tunnel, coming to a large armory. The torches around the room started to light two at a time, meeting in the middle of the opposite wall. Lestat walked over to a table, starting to remove his armor and put it down, setting his sword on top of it. He also removed his clothes, his body started to change after he removed them. He started to turn more into a wolf, his snout extending and his ears growing. His eyes also increased in size. His legs became skinnier and longer. He increased in mass as well, growing at least three feet taller.

    "It's been a long time Lestat" A male voice spoke from behind.  Lestat looked over his shoulder, a large black furred lycan standing in the entry, his eyes were a chocolate brown. He was about five feet shorter than Lestat, but more bulk.

    "Indeed it has Otto" Lestat smiled at him, starting to put on a gold chest plate. "The others are on their way?"

    "Yes. They should be here soon." He walked over to a table and started to gear up. There were twelve tables in the room. All of them had the same style armor, just different sizes and markings. The armor consisted of gold chest, back, arm, and leg plates. Lestat finished putting his armor on and walked over to a shelf on the wall that was lined with shields. They looked exactly the same as the one Lestat had in a case at his castle, only made of gold. 

    "Listen, Otto, If something happens to me, I want you to go to the castle I built in the mountains. There is a human inside...I want you to make sure she gets to where she wants to go safely." Otto looked over at him and raised an eyebrow.
 
    "Does Delilah know about this human?" Lestat looked down at the floor. Otto walked over to him. "What's wrong Lestat?"

   "He killed Delilah." Lestat looked over at him, his eyes were calm and wild at the same time. Otto looked down, shaking his head. "But it isn't like that with this human. She is different....I can feel it." Otto nodded

    "Alright, I'll do it" He said as he extended his arm, Lestat grabbing and shaking it.

    "Thank you" Lestat said as he let go. Otto nodded and walked back over to the table, finishing putting on his armor. Lestat grabbed his shield and walked back over to the table, grabbing his sword and putting on the back sheath before walking back outside, standing by the entry. Otto soon followed, doing the same. He was wearing a greek-style kopis on his hip and had a dory in his hand. After a few more minutes, ten lycans like Lestat and Otto walked out of the forest, nodding to them as they walked down the tunnel. A few other lycans showed up and a group of werewolves*.

       "It's been a while since we've grouped together like this." Otto chuckled softly, looking over at Lestat. He smiled back at Otto and nodded.
 
     "Indeed it has." He said as he looked back at the forest. 

     "You know it isn't your fault that battle was lost Lestat. If that bastard hadn't held us up, we would've arrived on time." Otto continued to look at Lestat as he spoke. 

     "I came to terms with that  a long time ago, old friend" He replied as he looked over the lycans and werewolves waiting in front of him. 

    "Not to mention you redeemed yourself. Why do you think Gorgo let you keep his shield?" Otto looked out to the lot as well.

   "I know Otto. She said it herself." Lestat looked over at him. The other Lycans that went into the cave walked out, having the same gear as Otto. "Alright, Let's move out." Lestat looked around before pushing the rock back over the tunnel. He then started to make his way deeper into the forest, following his nose. After running through the forest for about an hour, the group reached a large opening. On the other side waited a small army of troll like creatures, a larger one standing in the middle of the opening.

    "I was starting to worry that you ran off." The largest one spoke, it was the same voice as back at the lake.

   "We never run, and even if we did it wouldn't be from a coward like you, Salgarth" Lestat growled loudly, starting to walk toward him, stopping about fifty feet away. "You should've stayed in exile, and left Delilah out of this." He said as he pulled his sword off his back.

   "You killed my son." The giant troll said with a growl

    "Your son was in the battle, and as a matter of fact, the one who attacked my soldiers and drew me into battle." Lestat growled back, a blue aura started to emit from his body, pulsing. "Now, Be silent as I slaughter you" He leapt forward with great speed, swinging his sword downward, attempting to cut him in half, but the troll manage to bring up his sword in the nick of time, barely managing to push Lestat back. The groups of followers started to go at each other, letting out battle cries and screams of valor. Lestat, landing on his feet, stabbed his sword into the ground. "I think I'll slay you with my own claws after what you've done." 

    "Fool. In war, The innocent die with the rest of us, especially those who love mutts like you" Salgarth yelled at Lestat, laughing. Lestat growled and leapt forward, a loud boom filling the air as he left the ground, a shockwave blowing the ground that was below him into the air. As he flew through the air, Lestat attempted to slash the disgraces throat, but he managed to jump out of the way in time, barely.

    Lestat growled at him before mumbling to himself."Éros" The single symbol on his armor faded into nothing, his aura pulsing. His armor started to crack, his eyes glowing a bright white in the night. He started to grow like in the cave, but on a larger scale. He grew to at least twenty feet, his claws and teeth like large daggers. After he finished transforming he let out a howl.

     Salgarth watched in horror, his eyes widening at he looked at Lestat. "W-What are you?" He held up his sword, trying to recollect himself. He was visibly shaken. Lestat could hear the trolls heart start to beat faster

    "A mutt" Lestat growled loudly before launching himself forward, faster than before. Salgarth was too stunned to move in time, Lestat sinking his teeth into his arm, easily crushing and ripping it off. As he fell back Lestat grabbed his head by the face, pulling it up to his and looking Salgarth directly in the eyes, He then started to dig his claws into his skull, very slowly pulling his head in two, and then the rest of his body. His white fur covered in blood. He threw the remains on the ground. "You should've trained more before trying to exact revenge" He spit on the remains before looking over at the other battle. Otto had just finished off the last of the trolls, looking over at Lestat. 

    "They were tougher than we thought," He yelled over to Lestat. "We lost five of our men, a lycan, and a few werewolves." Lestat started to make his way over to Otto, reverting back to how he was before killing Salgarth. "It's finally over huh?"

"Not yet" A male voice calling out from the woods, a single arrow being fired.

*((The difference between a Lycan and a Werewolf is a Lycan is born and a Werewolf is turned. Lycans are also stronger and bigger))