He slowly opened his eyes and it was dark all around and he saw the fire a few feet from him, he felt cold.
He had a gray blanket over him. He clenched it and wrapped it tight around himself but the cold was still too much.
He crawled to the fire and he looked down at his belly and saw that the gash in his stomach was gone, completely healed but he felt nauseous like his insides were twisted.
She? Where is she?
He looked around but couldn't see her anywhere. Then he noticed some roosting over the fire.
How didn't I see that before?
He quickly got on his feet and scurried off toward the fire, leaving the blanket behind him.
He got to the fire and started eating the meat right out of the fire.He felt warm and coupled with the food he felt better than he had in days.
He heard a little noise in the woods but before he could react the war mother was standing behind him.
He felt her there, though he couldn't see her, he felt that fear he had for her. He turned around slowly.
Their eyes met and she didn't look too happy with him. He ran away in fear, back towards the blanket
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just really hungry, that's all.
She didn't say a word, she just moved closer to the fire. Shad a couple dead woods in her arms.
It was obvious she had gone scavenging for fire wood.
She's going to kill me, eating her food? What was I thinking
She dropped the logs and stuck her hand into the fire, she moved it around like she was trying to stair the flame.
Then she pulled it out and it had no burns, she dropped her head staring at her hand for a moment.
He just watched her, curious as to what she must be thinking. He had heard war mothers didn't feel pain and they felt cold to the touch.
Maybe that's what intrigued her. Maybe that's why she stuck her hand in the fire, to feel something.
He wondered if she was trying to keep him warm or maybe the rumors were wrong and she did feel cold and she wanted to get her warm.
She broke her stare and grabbed the meat of the fire. He was still on the floor wrapping the blanket around himself.
She knew he feared him and she wanted to keep it that way.
He might get the wrong idea if I give him food she thought
She cut out a chunk of the meat and tossed it to him. He didn't react fast enough and it fell off the floor amongst the dead leaves and grasses.
He looked at her stunned, not believing she'd just give him food like this.
Not without a catch, he turned away and he looked at the chunk of meat on the floor, his stomach grumbled and his mouth began to water.
He pounced on it and ate it right off the floor, a hungry dog. She watched with no expression on her face.
Then she calmly drew out a small blade from her back, she took off the sheet and then she used it to cut out small slices of meat which she ate off the sharp blade.
He looked up to her, he saw her calmly watching him. He felt embarrassed but that made him feel alive for the past days all he'd felt was fear and terror.
That's how it was in hell only few were brave enough to make that journey and even fewer made it out alive without turning into monsters.
With the healing of the wound in his gut, it was clear to him he had become one of them, one of the monsters.
He wondered what he was now, he wondered if she was really going to feed him to the grinder now that he was a monster.
Why would that change anything? The god of war had always been like this, what use will a boy like him be to a god, monster or not.
A heavy wind blew past them and a chill ran down his spine. He wrapped the blanket tighter around himself but he still felt cold.
he looked at her, he was staring into the fire.
Doesn't she sleep, I'm scared of what she might do if I get closer to the fire. And she is still holding that blade.
He slowly moved closer and closer to the fire, as discretely as he could. He looked up at her and saw that she was looking up to the sky now.
He moved closer to fire and wondered what she was finding so interesting up there.
He look up and saw a large mass of star amidst the full moon
Wow, he thought maybe she has a thing for beauty when he turned to see her again she saw her looking directly at him.
His heart skipped a beat as he panicked. He turned his head away from her, he felt a bit shy.
He felt like she could see every detail about him and he wasn't quite far off, as he was naked.
He wrapped the blanket tightly again and he did he saw the initials KD on them,
What? Mr klyde dunn,
He remembered someone and then he blurted out to her in a scream
Where's Mr Dunn, what happened to him!
She just look at him
How could I forget, what's wrong with me, what 's wrong with my head.
Please tell me! What happened to him!
How did I get here, how am I not with him!
Where's Estiah!
She just looked at him with a vacant expression. Her cold blue eyes peered through the strands of blond hair over her face.
Answer me!, he screamed at her,
He had forgotten all his fear and in its place was a beast like intensity, his face was turning red and he was crying blood.
She just looked at him, not moved by his plea.
I said the answer!
He stamps his fist hard on the ground then she breaks out in a grin. It looked vain and maniacal.
Then she raised her hand and pointed at him. Then she said
The blanket!
What?
He looked at it, but didn't see what she meant. He took it off his back and didn't care that he was naked.
The face of his loved ones flushed through his mind, his eyes welled in tears.
He didn't look through the blanket for long, as he saw a large spot of blood. He turned to her
You killed them!
She didn't say a word but fell back to her old non expression
I'm gonna kill you
He got off his feet and ran at her in a fit of rage. He screamed at the top of his voice.
I'm gonna end you!