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B7 The Ends: The Self Divided - Chapter 16 
23rd-Sep-2009 08:49 pm

Category: Drama, Humour
Rating: Gen
1st Story of From the Ends to the Beginning

Introduction: Avon and the Wolf.

Notes: I was kidding but sometimes, bribes do work ;) Thank you, reapermum and darrowsgirl for your wonderful presents! Here's the next bit and I've included your pics at the end =)


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The Wolf woke up with a howl of complaint. The light had hurt its eyes. It flung its head left and right, trying to shake off the annoying pain.

Deep inside, dark voices whispered to it. Selfish thoughts to excite the soul, bring pleasure to the senses and stir the darkness within the heart of any man or woman. All human temptations, which meant nothing to the Wolf. It shook its head and sneezed. It had more important things to do than to listen to silly voices it could not understand. The pack was in danger.

The Wolf uncurled its body and stood up, raising its head to sniff the air. The scent of aggression and fear made its hackles rise. It looked down at the object that was still gripped tightly in its hands.

The strange weapon. It must be used but the Wolf didn’t know how.

The Argus-Alpha was gone again. The Wolf howled, its high-pitched query echoing throughout the ship, more in frustration than expectance of an answer.

The proud creature shook its head and sneezed, and looked down at the wounded Alpha. Avon was still asleep.

The Wolf knelt down and sniffed his scent. Argus-Alpha's medicine worked. Avon-Alpha did not smell as ill now. The Wolf licked his face and nuzzled his neck. He was no longer as hot. This was good.

The Wolf nudged his shoulder and gave a sharp bark. Avon-Alpha must wake. The pack was in danger. It passed its wet tongue over Avon's cheek and nose, trying to rouse him.

Avon gasped and groaned as he readjusted to being back in his own body, and the aches and pains that were his constant companions.

Something warm, close and…WET was licking his face. He struck out blindly with both fists. There was a yelp of complaint as the licking stopped and the creature's quick reflexes moved it out of the way of the blows.

It gave a short bark of urgency and remembered to form its mouth for human speech. "A-von-Al-pha. Wa-ke."

"Argus?" Avon asked in none-too-pleased surprise. He wiped the slobber from his face with the back of his hand. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

The Wolf tried to shape its mouth more carefully for human shapes. "Wolf."

Aching joints and muscles complained as Avon tried to sit up. Strong arms surrounded his shoulders. Avon immediately reacted, hunching his back protectively and nearly struck out again before he realized the creature was trying to help. He relaxed and reluctantly let it lift him up to a sitting position. One of these days, he would accept people's help with better humour, but he doubted it. No matter what Cally said.

He cocked his head to listen as he asked, "You're the creature inside Argus?"

Had Argus lost the battle with the creature he believed possessed his body or had the Thaarn already activated the thought wave? Neither possibility was good news.

"One…is…Wolf."

The delusion was complex, complete with the appropriate Wolf-like manner and speech difficulties for a creature unfamiliar with human speech.

This was interesting. Avon wondered how deeply this persona extended and how detailed it was. He dug into his encyclopaedic mind and tried to remember everything he could about wolves, which was miserably little. Information about nearly extinct Earth animals, or any creature for that matter - including human - wasn't required study for someone meant to work only with computers and machines.

A smile of irony lifted the corner of Avon's lips. He had found Argus, but the man still couldn't help him.

If this was a delusion and not just a trick by the Thaarn, then intensive therapy was required to bring Argus back from the beast. Healing therapies was an area Avon knew nothing about, though he had a great deal of personal knowledge about the destructive ones that had been used on him at the Detention Centre.

Cold fingers of memory played along his spine, freezing his heart with dread. An involuntary shiver passed through him like an unwelcome guest making a brief visit. His jaw clenched in concentration as he pushed down the nightmarish memories that threatened to strip him of control.

Avon suspected Argus's problems, which seemed to be growing rapidly, would take months, if not years of time in an institution of some type.

There was no more time for pointless, if interesting speculations. The Thaarn awaited defeat at his hands. The only help he had was this creature. He asked it, "You've taken over his body?"

The Wolf shook its head and sneezed. "Ar-gus-Al-pha gone."

The creature still seemed to find words difficult but it didn't matter. At least it understood him. How much, remained to be seen. "Never mind that. Do you know if he finished the disruptor?"

"Rarrr?" the Wolf asked, not understanding the word.

Avon scowled. This was not going to be easy. "Argus was building something for me."

The Wolf barked in acknowledgement and nodded its head emphatically several times. "Wea-pon."

"Yes, a weapon to destroy our enemy."

The Wolf gave a double bark of excitement and sneezed. "Yes! Now?"

Avon's eyes narrowed. "You're not all that different."

The Wolf panted and its mouth opened in a wide grin. "One protects the pack."

"Yes…" Avon said thoughtfully. "You do." He held out his hand and the Wolf gave him the box. The vibrations from the activated machine thrummed through Avon's fingers. The weapon was ready.

Maybe the time for ironies was passed, though he doubted it. "Take me to the flight deck." He extended his free hand.

At that moment several black-uniformed troopers rushed in, weapons firing.





Thanks to reapermum and darrowsgirl for these wonderful pics!




Avon Blind Wolf
Comments 
24th-Sep-2009 01:16 am (UTC)
I love the Avon& Wolf pic!
OOh yet another cliff hanger!
24th-Sep-2009 01:26 am (UTC)
OOh yet another cliff hanger!
Sigh. Yes, it did sort of lend itself to one.

Edited at 2009-09-24 01:37 am (UTC)
24th-Sep-2009 01:35 am (UTC)
OOOh, I hadn't seen the Avon and wolf pic, that's great.
24th-Sep-2009 02:37 am (UTC)
Avon needs a Wolf
24th-Sep-2009 06:54 am (UTC)
The reason you haven't seen it is because I have only just made it. :¬)

Glad you all like it!

might try to do another one as I am only just getting the hang of this...

Meanwhile, is this a hairy wolf-wolf or still a man-wolf? I hope he's a proper wolf as I can't wait to hear the reactions of the others on board. (pictures panic and chaos)
24th-Sep-2009 01:01 pm (UTC)
The impression I had is that the wolf is in Argus's mind and hasn't affected his physical appearance. I think a real wolf would be really cool. :^) But then I voted for them to keep the kitten that showed up briefly. ;^)
24th-Sep-2009 02:02 pm (UTC)
Alas, Argus is not a werewolf. The Wolf is strictly in his mind.
24th-Sep-2009 05:15 pm (UTC)
'It looked down at the objected that was still gripped tightly in its hands.' Typo alert.


Grin. Yes, but you could extract a live wolf somehow when the Tharn is defeated - a sort of accidental by product of his machinations, complete with telepathy with Avon and a nice shaggy coat. Pretty please?
24th-Sep-2009 05:18 pm (UTC)
It would be like the whale in Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, only he wouldn't suffer death by gravity.
He'd be a perfect guide wolf for Avon.
24th-Sep-2009 05:22 pm (UTC)
at the objected that was still gripped tightly
Ack! I had to read that three times before I spotted what the problem was. Good eyes.

Grin. Yes, but you could extract a live wolf somehow when the Tharn is defeated - a sort of accidental by product of his machinations, complete with telepathy with Avon and a nice shaggy coat. Pretty please?
Oh, dear...
24th-Sep-2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
I said Avon would wake up being licked. I hope he tasted nice.
24th-Sep-2009 04:13 pm (UTC)
Wait 'til Argus comes back and wonders why he tastes salt...
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