The Gift chronicles

Chapter 3

Book 1 Chapter 3

I woke up an hour before the fight.

Upon waking up, I went to the bathroom to get ready.

I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge (killing people makes you thirsty) and began walking to the

training grounds were I would at last, have the pleasure of killing John.

Once I reached the training grounds, I was shocked to see that the arena was already filling up. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked at the clock on the wall to see if I was late, but no, there was still 30 more minutes until the

fight.

I wondered through the crowd towards the fighting area, somewhat listening to pieces of different

conversations, most of them placing bets on who would win.

"Will Ares behead him? I've heard she does that in her wolf form.” “John has been Delta as long as

she's been alive, she doesn't stand a chance."

"Why would she agree to a fight in wolf form? She could easily summon a sword and kill him."

"Her wolf is a monster. I've never seen anything like it.” And my personal favorite, "John is a pussy.”

When I reached the section of the arena where I would be fighting John, I knew something was wrong.

He wasn't there, only Alpha Wilson.

The Alpha, upon seeing me, walked up to me and said, "John has decided to withdrawal his request to

challenge you for the Gamma position.He no longer wants it."

I wanted to laugh.

John IS a pussy.

What he wants is to live.

Unfortunately, Pack Law says that once a challenge request is accepted, it cannot be undeclared

unless I accept him rescinding his request.

Alpha Wilson cleared his throat.

"( will go inform him that the challenge will go on as planned."

Did John really think I would accept him rescinding his challenge? Need I remind him that HE was the

one who challenged ME.

Not even 12 hours later, he pussies out? I will give him the death he deserves, the death all cowards

deserve.

"Good night, or I suppose I should say, good morning, all members of the Red Crescent pack.” Alpha

Wilson loudly spoke to all of the pack members in the arena.

They dared not make a sound.

“As you all know, Delta John has challenged current Gamma Ares for the Gamma position, as is within

his right.

When he challenged her, it was on the condition that it will be in wolf form.

When he tried to rescind his challenge, Gamma Ares declined, as is within her right.

However, since he tried to back out of the challenge that he initiated, Pack Law states that Gamma

Ares now chooses the condition in which they battle.

She has chosen that they fight in human form, and being allowed to use the.” "Gamma Ares has

generously offered Delta John a weapon of his choosing'Delta John has chosen his weapon to be a

sword.

Gamma Ares has chosen the same.

Gamma Ares, if you could now please summon the weapons and give John his.” I flicked both of my

wrists and out came two long, black iron swords.

I threw one up in the air towards John, which he caught by the handle.

"At the count of 3, you will begin dueling.

I will remind you both that it is a duel to the death.

Submitting will not stop the duel, no matter what.

With that said, let's begin.

3...2... 1!"

When Alpha Wilson said 3, John immediately leapt forward, swinging the sword at my head.

I have to admit, I was shocked by how quick he was.

I was certain I would have to make the first move.

However, I wasn't shocked enough to not be able to avoid the blow, and I rolled underneath the sword

and at his legs, knocking him to the ground.

The sword tumbled out of his hands, and I easily could have decapitated him right then and there.

But what fun would that be? Plus, my students were expecting a show, and I wanted them to learn what

not to do during a duel.

I stepped backwards and allowed him to get up and fetch his sword.

He got into fighting position again, with his sword shaking slightly in his hands.

He knew I was playing with him.

He didn't launch himself at me again, clearly baiting me to make the first move.

So be it.

I faked as though I was swinging at his neck, like he did to me, and he brought his sword up to his neck

to deflect mine.

At the last second, I lowered my sword and slashed his thigh, deep enough to immediately soak his

pants with blood.

Shockingly, the coward didn't drop to his knees in pain as I anticipated.

Rather, he used my blow as a distraction to swing his sword down on my hand wielding my weapon.

I was a millisecond too slow, and he ended up nicking the top of my knuckles with his sword.

However, I wasn't going to let him use injuring me as a distraction.

I immediately brought my sword up, then down on his wrist, effectively slicing his hand clean off.

Some pack members gasped, and I could vaguely hear some throwing up.

This event truly is not kid—friendly.

John screamed at the loss of his hand, and fell to the ground, withering in pain.

Get up, coward.

I snarled at him through our mindlink.

At my words, he growled, and picked himself up off of the ground, and grabbed his sword with his only

hand.

Blood poured out of his other arm, and the ground was completely wet with his blood.

Too slow, he threw the sword at me in an attempt to impale me.

I easily sidestepped it, and the sword flew into the crowd.

I'm assuming it didn't hit anyone since the crowd was silent, waiting for what I was going to do next.

Since he lost his sword and a hand, I didn’t see the point in keeping my sword either, so I threw it to the

side.

Quite the warrior, he sank once again into fighting position.

I will say, I am mildly impressed that he's still standing after having a limb severed.

Perhaps I will make his death quick.

"Come and get me, you stupid, unqualified whore."

He growled at me, his whole eyeballs a brilliant yellow, signaling that his wolf was fighting for control.

Okay, perhaps I won't make his death quick.

I backed up to the edge of the arena, and he looked at me in confusion.

I needed a running start for what I was about to do.

I charged at him, sprinting faster than I ever have.

I pushed off the ground when I was two feet away from him, and grabbed the wrist that he had out in

front of him, ready to clobber me with.

As I jumped over him, his wrist still in my hands, I yanked his wrist, hard.

Everyone in the arena could hear his shoulder pop out.

I released his wrist, and went back to being faced in front of him.

His face was contorted in pain.

The arm that I severed the hand with was still gushing blood, and the arm that I just ripped out of its

socket was hanging loosely by his side, unable to move.

Thinking of all the times he has disrespected me, my wolf took over my mind, and it was seen by

everyone, my eyes glowing a brilliant silver.

My wolf was in control as I launched myself at him.

I punched him in the face so hard I heard at least 20 bones break.

I continued punching his face until I heard every single one break, and his face was just a bag of bones

and blood.

I brought my foot up, then smashed it down on his chest, breaking ever single one of his ribs, and

flattening his heart.

Everyone in the pack could feel John's link being severed as he died.

Alpha Wilson bellowed, "The Gamma of the Red Crescent Pack is still the undefeated, Ares Alstott”.