Chapter 4 Hiro learns to run
Having been born 1 year today Hiro is surrounded by his family and friends. The neighbourhood kids took a shinning to him and took him under their wing. They taught him how to throw a rock kick a cow the stuff kids in the village did for fun. Because he could walk on is own his father taught him how to skin an animal, how to use a bow and swordsmanship, his mother taught him how to cook clean and do the laundry, his brother and sisters became his sparring partners the first couple of spars they went easy on him but they soon had to try real hard to evade him otherwise they would get hit. Tira was a little bigger now about the size of a calf he and Hira were always getting up to mischief around the village, Hiroshi was always catching them an giving a whack on the head. Hiro was also aloud to roam the village when he had nothing else to do, his new favourite spot now was down by the lake he would sit there for hours basking in the ambience. Every now and then the rest of the family would also join him when they asked why he always did it he replied
“it just feels right like I am one with the world and it feels like I can reach for the heavens”
They loved their little Hiro they would spoil him with kisses and hugs. For his birthday his family bought him a blade and light armour, the village pitched in a gave Hiro a little baby horse. She was pure black like the night had attitude and white eyes. She was a little dangerous so his parents were afraid of giving her to him but he convinced them that he could tame her. The next day Hiro went out to the yard and saw her she was so majestic that he stood there for a few minutes just admiring her. When he went up to her she took off in the other direction, he went to grab some fruit and get her to come but she didn’t budge, he sat there with his eyes closed the fruit in his hand facing up he started meditating, she looked at him for a second then walked up to him calmly, she took a bite of fruit and licked his hand, he had a faint smile on his face but didn’t stop meditating. When he opened his eyes she was curled up in front of him like a black beauty Hiro whispered in her ear your name shall be “BLACK BEAUTY” she let out a content whiney. From that day on the two would be inseparable. One day Hiro and black Beauty were walking side by side in the forest when they heard a noise, these two would always be exploring finding small game to hunt, she would sneak up on the prey and spook them he would shoot them with the bow they we the perfect team. On this day they followed the noise he slowly crept up bow in hand ready to shoot what ever was behind the Bush, he slowly parted the tree, on the other side of the Bush was a storm wolf eating it’s prey Hiro was shocked slowly walked backwards pulling beauty along he tried to be as quiet as a mouse. The two were 500metres away when he stepped on a stick, the wolf heard the noise jumped over the Bush and ran after the pair. Hiro was running as hard as he can, Beauty had speed she could of took off but she didn’t want to leave her friend behind. Hiro was panting and panting sweat dripping down his face
“go beauty run leave me behind get help I’ll be fine”
She looked at him for a split second hmphed at him and ran beside him. Hiro’s legs felt like lead ready to tip over any second, after running a little bit more he finally fell over and hit the ground knocking him out. Beauty picked him up threw him over onto her back and continued to run the wolf was closing in closer n closer within 50 metres he gained consciousness found out he was on beauty’s back and didn’t like it
“beauty you’re too young and not strong enough to support me yet you should of left me behind at least you would get away”
She looked at him deep In his eyes neighed an the pair ran off together. As they were making there way Hiro told her to not go back to the village he couldn’t risk it so they had to go somewhere else, he led the wolf to a cliff he knew had a steep drop an he knew if he could lure it there he could kill. The edge was coming up an the wolf was right behind ready the take a chunk out, as it leaped at them Hiro rammed beauty’s head into the ground causing them to slide over the edge, the wolf went flying over the edge it let out a scared howl as it continued to fall. As the two slid over Hiro had beauty around the neck and summoned the last of his strength to grab a hold of the cliff face. He managed to pull both of them up and passed out. When he finally managed to wake up the moon was high in the sky Beauty was up keeping watch, when she saw movement she ran up to Hiro an licked his face. Both of them were tired an bloody but still alive Hiro thought to himself
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“it’s pretty late if I go home now I’ll be in a lot of trouble but if I bring the storm wolf back with me my parents might take it easy on me”
Hiro looked over the cliff he remembered that just a little further up there’s a slope which goes all the way to the bottom. As he and beauty reached the wolf their were signs of movement, the wolf had broken all 4 legs a massive gash on its belly but still ravenous and snarling at the pair. Hiro looked the wolf dead in the eyes both howling at each other he pulled the blade out from his waist and plunged it into the neck, the wolf whined and whined dyeing with anger in its eyes. Hiro cut open the chest pulled the heart out
“the old man use to say that if I was ever in the wild and I came across a life an death situation and that when I kill It should take the heart an eat it to gain its strength an wisdom I remember how the old man use to tell me his old stories about him killing a dragon and eating it’s hearts and that he gained immortality I thought that true for many years till I saw him lay on his death bed. The good old days Hiro treasured his memories he had of the old man..”
Hiro clutched the heart in his hand and took a bite, it was warm and bloody he threw up a few times, what he threw up he would pick it off the ground and eat it remembering those times living on the streets with no food changed his mentality about wasting food if not for the old man he wouldn’t of survived for long. He eventually offered beauty some as well she was hesitant at first but after some persuading she eventually began to eat. The two of them were both enjoying the heart, seeing the corpse he thought back to the old stories that if you bathe in the blood of a dragon you would be invincible, even though it was no dragon he thought same principle. He stripped naked grabbed handfuls of blood an pour it on themselves, beauty was not loving it at all she would knock him back with her head but he would still pour blood on her, both of them were dyed red there was still a bit of blood so Hiro started drinking it he looked at Beauty she looked back at him and tried to run off, he quickly grabbed her around the neck threw her on the ground and forced the blood down, she was not happy at all she was kicking an neighing all over the place, the sounds eventually died down both woozy from the blood they slowly made there way back to the village. At the entrance of the village Hiro’s family were irate and worried sick they have been standing out here for half the night, Hiroshi was out with lil claw looking for him on the outskirts, Hisae was standing there she saw something out the corner of her eye as she looked up she turned pale with fright
“my poor baby has died and returned as a ghost ohhh no waaaaaaaa”
She was very upset and passed out from grief. His siblings on the other hand were more cautious they called out to him. Hiro didn’t make a sound he slowly walked closer and closer before reaching the village he passed out before he could say anything. Hiroshi heard Hisae’s cries and made his way back to the village, when he reached the village, he saw a shocking scene Hisae was on the ground passed out tears coming out her eyes, his daughters were comforting her, Hiroki was standing in front of a corpse. He had tears in his eyes thinking that his youngest son was dead, he slowly made his way dreading each step. As he reached his sons he saw Hiro on the ground with beauty on his back by the looks of it looked like she was injured and he must of carried her for who knows how long. He also saw a corpse of a storm wolf behind him, his son must of ran into the wolf when he was out they must of battled where he eventually killed it and he dragged it from the battle field. Hiroshi should be celebrating that his son had killed his first beast but he thought that his son had died and only managed to drag it back before succumbing to his injuries, he dropped to his knees screamed to the heavens slammed his fists to the ground again and again, Hiroki finally slapped his dad on the shoulders screamed that Hiro was fine and that he was only sleeping tears of joy ran down Hiroshi’s cheeks he picked up Hiro and Beauty and put them on lil claw softly he grabbed the wolf and threw it over his shoulder he told Hiroki to carry his mother, the family made there way back home tears of joy and laughter rang throughout the village
“only turned 1 a couple weeks ago and has already killed a storm wolf my son is a great man and a even a greater hunter better than this old fool”
The family went to sleep snores of exhaustion ran through the house.