Untamed: The Alpha

69 CHAOS (4)

He had lived in this realm for so long, walking on the ground and met thousands, even millions of people, while trying to gather every piece of his soul to make it complete again.

However, the moment he watched her die, bleeding profusely in his arms and he couldn’t bring her back, he felt his world fall apart.

An excruciating pain shot throughout his body, the very body that couldn’t feel anything. A pain that so foreign and sadness that had been forgotten.

How could this girl make him feel this way?

At the back of his head, Chaos could feel it, there were memories that were trying to be remembered. Some memories that he had forgotten, that he had buried and didn’t want to touch again.

The true reason why he had to piece back his shattered soul.

The true reason why his soul even had to be shattered. Something important that he had to bury deep at the back of his mind.

It had been a long time ago and as the time went by, the reason had become a blur in his cloudy head.

However, the mind could forget, but the heart would remember...

.....

Chaos caressed her soft fur and the blood that stained her fur disappeared. The wound on her head closed and her broken bones healed, yet it was not enough to bring her back alive. It was not enough to make her come back to him.

The ground beneath him shook violently and cracked, swallowing everything on top of it, the buildings, the houses, the cars, the trains and people...

People screamed in fear and called for their families, running around for protection, yet they had nowhere to save themselves from the wrath of Chaos.

Chaos was in pain and he would make the people around him suffer the same. There were no tears in his eyes, but his heart was bleeding and no one could stop it.

He would destroy everything around him and he wouldn’t feel any regret for doing so. He didn’t care about other people’s lives, since he had never been so bothered about other people’s matters.

But, he cared for the life in his arms, the life that had been taken away from him. It was more painful than the pain when his soul had been shattered.

When his soul was being torn apart, he could endure it, because he was already in pain, another pain that was greater than that.

And now, he felt that greatest pain again...

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“Knox... Knox...” Gael immediately came to Knox’s side and held his body, as he was panting on the ground.

They were back to their manor and were in the living room. Anne must be home now. He had asked someone to fetch her and bring her straight to here.

“Anne! Anne!” Gael yelled, he clutched Knox’s hand and realized that his skin was very cold, as his eyes turned white. “What is it? What’s happening to you?”

Gael gritted his teeth when the poison started to act up again, but he had another thing to be worried about, except himself.

“Chaos.” That was the only word that Knox could manage to say.

Gael could understand that... Knox was in pain because Chaos was hurt. Chaos was hurt because of the death of Blue.

But, why?

Why was he so attached to that little girl, though he had just met her not so long ago... who even was that little girl?

Or, maybe the right question was; who was Blue for Chaos?

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All the television stations broadcasted an emergency news about a powerful eight point seven earthquake that struck Fokosa city. The aftershocks lasted for ten minutes, triggering tsunami warnings and sending residents fleeing from their homes, causing great damage and thousands of casualties.

The tsunami warning was lifted after the quake struck.

The quake struck at a shallow depth of fifteen kilometers.

The quake from the active fault was followed by at least twenty aftershocks, with the biggest registering magnitude of five point six.

It almost felt like they were on a boat that was hit by a tremendous wave.

And the news continued with much new information as the time went by.

However, those people failed to notice and didn’t have the chance or access to reach the epicenter of the earthquake.

He was there the whole time when everything fell apart and was destroyed, when all the buildings were brought down to the ground, leaving only thick dust in the air.

He stooe there, holding the white wolf in his arms, unschathed, without shedding any tears and a face devoid of any emotions.

He didn’t move or even make a single sign that he was not a lucky statue that managed to survive the ruination around him.

It was not until someone walked closer that he lifted his head and shot a dagger look at the man before him.

“You are really living up to your name, Chaos,” the man said lightly, glancing at the white wolf in Chaos’s arms. “Her again?” he said in a mocking tone. “Apparently, after many centuries that you have lived, history repeats itself.”

“Hades.” Chaos’s voice sounded very calm, something so calm and serene that didn’t fit the situation around him at all. It was surreal to be able to act like that when he had killed almost the entire population in this Fokosa city.

“Nice to meet you again, my old friend,” Hades said rather cheerfully. “You sent many people to me but there are only seven that really have a piece of your soul. You don’t need to kill innocent people. I am sure that you know the rule very well.” He continued his own monologue as he watched Chaos rise to his feet and walk closer to him.

Somehow, Hades knew what he wanted to ask him and when he really said it, he couldn’t help pitying him.

“Bring her back,” he said demandingly.

“The story repeats itself...” Hades muttered to himself.

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