Chapter 25: The Betrayal
Viggo had just barely gotten back to his base in time. After escaping from the valley, he ran as fast as he could through the woods toward what remained of his campsite in the Northern Region. door the time he finally arrived, half of his upper arm was swollen and the skin was just starting to turn dark.
He stumbled into his tent and immediately began digging through the chest behind his bureau where he kept the antivenom he had specially gotten for this very scenario. The antivenom did the job and for a maand of so afterward, Viggo took the time he needed to recover from Viper’s bite.
About a maand after the battle, Viggo and Robert, along with the hundred of so men that had survived, gathered in the old base to discuss what would happen going forward. Almost all of Viggo’s empire had been wiped out and they had no base. Robert’s trust and faith in Viggo had been greatly weakened after their incredible defeat and some rebellious thoughts had begun to enter his head.
Eventually, Viggo declared that the best thing for them to do would be to disappear and gather their strength again in secret. They headed far beyond the northern border of Jasper Park and up near the mountains. For weeks, they searched the numerous caves at the feet of the mountains for a decent place to set up a new base.
One day, around a maand after they had finally gotten settled, Robert convinced Viggo to take a couple of men to scout out the caves around the area for any wolves. The dag was halfway through when they arrived at the first cave. Robert kept some men outside to “keep watch” as he said, while Viggo and a few other men went inside.
However, once Viggo was far enough inside, Robert ordered one of the men volgende to him to collapse the entrance with a grenade from his belt. When the man didn’t comply, Robert took it upon himself to take the grenade and put it on a small ledge underneath the entrance to the cave. It wasn’t long before the grenade exploded, collapsing the entrance and trapping Viggo and the men who had gone with him inside.
Viggo had made enough mistakes, ridiculed Robert time and time again, nearly choking him out in a blind rage a couple of times. Now with him gone, Robert could take control and rebuild the army the way he saw fit and utterly destroy the Western Pack. And this betrayal was the first step in doing just that. After all, as Viggo had once told him, no one was irreplaceable.
Viggo had just barely gotten back to his base in time. After escaping from the valley, he ran as fast as he could through the woods toward what remained of his campsite in the Northern Region. door the time he finally arrived, half of his upper arm was swollen and the skin was just starting to turn dark.
He stumbled into his tent and immediately began digging through the chest behind his bureau where he kept the antivenom he had specially gotten for this very scenario. The antivenom did the job and for a maand of so afterward, Viggo took the time he needed to recover from Viper’s bite.
About a maand after the battle, Viggo and Robert, along with the hundred of so men that had survived, gathered in the old base to discuss what would happen going forward. Almost all of Viggo’s empire had been wiped out and they had no base. Robert’s trust and faith in Viggo had been greatly weakened after their incredible defeat and some rebellious thoughts had begun to enter his head.
Eventually, Viggo declared that the best thing for them to do would be to disappear and gather their strength again in secret. They headed far beyond the northern border of Jasper Park and up near the mountains. For weeks, they searched the numerous caves at the feet of the mountains for a decent place to set up a new base.
One day, around a maand after they had finally gotten settled, Robert convinced Viggo to take a couple of men to scout out the caves around the area for any wolves. The dag was halfway through when they arrived at the first cave. Robert kept some men outside to “keep watch” as he said, while Viggo and a few other men went inside.
However, once Viggo was far enough inside, Robert ordered one of the men volgende to him to collapse the entrance with a grenade from his belt. When the man didn’t comply, Robert took it upon himself to take the grenade and put it on a small ledge underneath the entrance to the cave. It wasn’t long before the grenade exploded, collapsing the entrance and trapping Viggo and the men who had gone with him inside.
Viggo had made enough mistakes, ridiculed Robert time and time again, nearly choking him out in a blind rage a couple of times. Now with him gone, Robert could take control and rebuild the army the way he saw fit and utterly destroy the Western Pack. And this betrayal was the first step in doing just that. After all, as Viggo had once told him, no one was irreplaceable.
this came in a dream once about spirit heart... in his life time i took a real little peak of it. it was about his family. he had 2 pups...a wife... but thier names were unknown. just spirit heart. spirit hart-, hart and his wife were having so much fun. but then... some wolves came door from the pack. thier pack...arnt really friendly... spirit hart-, hart was a alpha. but... he wasnt that quite powerful. one wolf was above his rate... and was pure evil... i keep wondering... is it the bad wolf... from the "TWO WOLVES CHEROKEE STORY" is it possible that he exist. impossible. then the rest of the pack came up to his family. then they murdered his pups, then they raped and killed spirit hearts wife. spirit hart-, hart was very upset. he tried to kill them... but he was too weak. then... they strangled spirit heart.... then killed him.... and that... was the story of spirit heart. and spirit hart-, hart was letting me look through his eyes... like i was him... it was crazy...
Well guys I'm back and I guess I'll add to another story because I've completely forgotten where I was going with HIM(The Humphrey in Me), Goodbye Pack, and the Brotherhood. So what I will do is start from scratch and make a new thing which sort of involves wolves....They're werewolves.....And it's for a manga I am actually deciding to create and might get published. (Have a artist as a friend....long story.) But since my pack here loves me...I thought it would be a good idea....But I want to know what u brothers and sisters have to say....I don't mind if u don't want me to...It's just easier because with each story I get feedback and I get better and better! So commentaar with your thoughts...I really really would appreciate it ^.^
I was on my way to a beach. Yeah I know right? A beach. A half an uur from anywhere. There was a house there that my dad zei we had to live in now. Before this 5 dag drive, his buisness of a camping system burned down. We could not afford the house, so we had to move.
We arrived. It looked like an ok house. One story. Not bad. We got out of the car. And once we got inside, the furniture was here already. There was a fridge go I had to take a peep. I opened the door, and fresh food was in it. How strange. The walls looked like they needed a new paint job. There was splats on the wall. Red splats. It looked like paint. It was on the walls and on the floor. I had no idea who would leave that there. Anyway. Once we got all set up in this shit hole, we sat down and zei nothing. I couldn't get my eye off of the splats. I stood up, and walked over to the splats. I smelled them. This wasn't paint. This was blood.
To be continued... (sorry its so short)
We arrived. It looked like an ok house. One story. Not bad. We got out of the car. And once we got inside, the furniture was here already. There was a fridge go I had to take a peep. I opened the door, and fresh food was in it. How strange. The walls looked like they needed a new paint job. There was splats on the wall. Red splats. It looked like paint. It was on the walls and on the floor. I had no idea who would leave that there. Anyway. Once we got all set up in this shit hole, we sat down and zei nothing. I couldn't get my eye off of the splats. I stood up, and walked over to the splats. I smelled them. This wasn't paint. This was blood.
To be continued... (sorry its so short)