Moving On

Ashton sat upon his dad's bed commenting to himself how even in death his father remained an impractical joker, always making jokes at the worst times regardless of the situation.

{Within this book I'll give you instructions on where you should head to, whom to speak with, and how to cultivate.

Now I'll tell you the story of two young fools who had no business falling in love. Your mother and I were from two separate castes within the clan, I am a warrior, a hunter, and a mutt my father was not a member of the clan and my mother got pregnant and I was born a bastard as outsiders are not welcome in the clan.

My mother raised me in the clan as a wolf and though I was only half wolf I still awakened the blood in my system and took off for missions and the occasional war. My prowess and fighting style earned me the nickname "Mad Dog".

Because of my lineage I wasn't permitted to find a wife or have a child, and I was sent on the most dangerous missions but I always made it back. However Beast souls respect strength and as i moved through the ranks your mother the princess of the clan started to pay attention to me, which moved to private meetings and we fell in love.

Naturally all of this had to be a secret as if anybody found out I would be killed and she may be as well, after some time we had accidentally gotten pregnant and you were conceived.

Knowing the danger this pregnancy would mean for us we hatched a plan to run away and live our lives in peace like young people often do. It was not meant to be we did make it away and survived for months and you were born however a short few months after your birth the clan found us. A disgusting man named Grant and his lackeys had finally found us.

Your mother and I gave our everything to defend you and keep us together however in the battle. In the fight I'd managed to cripple Grant's cultivation so he could never grow stronger however I was beaten and crippled myself, and in the end we had managed to escape with you.

Only a few days later we had been caught once again you mother killed most of the assailants but she had her heart ripped out by her own father her dying words begging me to take you and run, even without access to my cultivation my body was still powerful and I could still change so I ran, and I ran for days on end till collapsing in this village.}

'Wait Grant told me my mother was still alive, if my father saw her heart ripped out in front of him how could she be alive?

Did the clan have some kind of powerful healer that could bring somebody back from the doors of death? Is that even possible.

Did Grant just say that to lure me back to the clan so they could kill me? No he thought he was going to kill me then and there so there would be no point in lying to me. So my mother is alive and that means I can save her.

However as it is I am much too weak. I've never cultivated in my life I need to find a safe place or some powerful master to keep me protected while I grow.

I also have to hope for my mother's royal bloodline to awaken inside of me so I'll have a leg up on the other clan members. Luckily my father left my mother's cultivation method for empowering a beast soul which has to be good right?'

{Now that you understand the past you understand why im going to ask you this.

Please forget about the clan, your mother and myself go to the capital, find a man named Joseph Olligander, give him the letter in the back of the book and tell him the mad dog is turning in his favor.

I know you may want revenge or something but your mother and i want you to live a log and happy life, having any involvement with the clan will only bring you sadness and grief and it would take you decades to amass the power needed to defeat the clan in any capacity.

Please live a long life stay on the run and enjoy all the things in life Joseph will get you safe passage to anywhere in the world you could want to go. Use the training methods in this book to become stronger so you will always be able to defend yourself.}

'I understand where my father is coming from but fuck all of that.

I'll do everything in my power is become powerful and destroy the clan and save my mother regardless of the danger.

Maybe ill tell this Joseph to find me protection instead of passage my father is dead after all. If he owes my Dad a favor then he now owes me or I think that's how it works.

So next steps after tonight ill be 17 which means on the full moon which is tomorrow night i'll change and I can find out if I got the good blood or not, next is to start cultivating according to the manual left in this book. So I need to leave so when I change I can be somewhere isolated so I don't accidentally kill any villagers or cause news of a werewolf to appear for the clan to track me here quicker.

The capital Ako city is a two month journey from Ivywood as its already nightfall I should probably sleep...'

Ashton slumped over on his father's bed clutching the book as he softly wept himself to sleep.

Around the village many of the witness had group together to discuss the hunters boy who ran into his home and hasn't come out since

"Is the kid okay? I didn't see his father with him"

"Not only did he have a large cut on his face do you think something happened on their hunt?"

"I doubt it, Dean is the best hunter we have ever seen. Maybe they were attacked by bandits?"

"I know what happened! they got attacked by the Whisper Woman!"

"No you fool, that's only an old wives tale to scare the kids from going into the woods at night. Dean probably told the boy to go home after getting hurt on a hunt and he will be on his way back soon all of you go on about your evening already"

After the brief conversation the villagers were having among them selves an older gentleman came along and told them to move along. This older man was naturally the village head .

He made his way towards the cottage the hunter stayed in to find out what happened to Ashton however after getting to the door he could hear the soft crying of the boy, Deciding it'd be better to wait until tomorrow he jotted down a quick note on spare parchment and left it under the door.

Waking up at his usual time Ashton let out a soft yawn and realized what he was holding as tears threatened to fall down his face again.

Finding his resolve he got up and took a look around the home he's had for his whole life. A simple cottage made of wood covered in various hunting trophies with beds on opposite walls, not a very large building but it was enough for the two of them.

However now was the time to leave walking over to his pack and grabbing the mirror out he took a glance at his disheveled face. His silver eyes staring back at him, his dark silver hair a complete mess, the swelling had died down to nothing and the scar was starting to form as he has always healed quickly.

He now knows it's his beast blood that allows him to recover so easily. Standing up to his full height of roughly six foot maybe 2 or 3 inches he stretched and felt around his lean body, every muscle tight but not bulky perfectly toned without an ounce of fat.

He's always gotten attention for his looks and his stature by the girls in the village around his age but he didn't think it was because he was overly attractive just the best looking boy in the village his age.

Deciding to clean himself off before going on a long journey he prepared the small bathtub and washed the dirt, sweat, and blood off his body carefully cleaning his wounds. Quickly gathering his pack with all his necessities and his scavenged weapons he moved for the door noticing a note that was slipped under.

"Hello young Ashton, I noticed you had come home alone. Your father always said if you ever returned alone for a prolonged point in time that I should sit down with you and have a private talk with you informing you about what I know, what your next steps are, and how you will accomplish them

Signed Village Head Samuel.}