The Origin of Max : Chapter One : The Beginning
The Origin of Max Chapter One: The Beginning
Story & Characters © Michael .B ( Max The Wolf [Yiffstar] LT_Max_W_Charger [FA] )
Disclaimer is here for the fun again....god I hate it...but it is needed to keep all the hateful idiots off my ass for something there little brat may stumble upon while surfing there parents PC...HEY PC don't stand for Personal Computer...it stands of Porn Center. ^_^ who would have knew.
No one should read this because it may contain some mature content for the kitties...so that being said...no one under 18 or 21...blah blah fuck'n blah... now on to the story.
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This little story is going to be the background on how Max came into the world...No this isn't from his parents point of view. I won't spoil the story so just read on and find out. You may like this. This is going to be a long series and if this first chapter hits it of good I'll make a full-blown series out of it...so if ya want more...let me know.
Theme Song: Paradise Lost - Hollywood Undead [Can't have a starting song that doesn't fit on how it all started now can ya?]
Fight Theme: One Step Closer - Linken Park
Story Started: 5-5-2009 Finished: 5-28-2009
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Ice blue skies, snow white clouds...peaceful...everything was just right or so it seamed. A young wolf pup was running through the tall grass behind the fluttering of a white dress, sprinting as hard and fast as he could...he could hear the angry, demonic growls behind him...coming closer and closer till he ran muzzle first into the front of his mother.
He looked up to see her face...the fear in her eyes before he felt her arms wrap around him.
"Give me the power that is rightfully MINE!" spoke a deep voice with a growl.
"NO! I...I will never betray my people Marlous. Never!" spoke the she-wolf, while she held her son close to her as she glowing a soft white that blinded into her golden fur.
"Very well...you have chosen the fait of you and your people...especially our son."
Soon the sound of something cutting through the air was heard fallowed by a soft whimper. The young pup looked up only to have a few drops of his mothers blood land on his nose and muzzle before a bright light enveloped everything around him in silence and warmth.
That's when he woke up in a cold sweat, sitting up on his bed-mat looking around the darkness of the small room he was in...the silver moons light flooding in through the window and across the young wolfs body. He closed his eyes slowly as he gave a soft whimper
"Mother." he softly whispered into the darkness before he got up and stretched out some, his heavily muscled body flexing and moving to get rid of all the tensed muscles before he moved to the window. His fur a dark silver gray with white along his chest and abs, and black along his muzzle and ears...his eyes was one of two things that stood out on him...they were a tri-color of red, gold, and blue. The second thing that set him apart from a normal breed was his five foot long tail. From the ground to the tips of his ears he stood six foot five inches tall, that combined with his strength made him almost like a tank.
Slowly he sniffed at the air while clinching his paws into fists as he glared at the darkness outside.
"I swear on the soul of my mother...I will never stop my hunt until I have killed you father...even if it takes me another three-hundred and forty-nine years!" he spoke with a deep growl, he could still taste and smell his mothers blood...it lingered with him for so long it was almost like a curse, but it fueled him to avenge his mothers death.
He was an outcast among his own people and a few of the outside world...he had nothing else to lose.
Slowly he walked to the door hidden by the darkness and stepped out into the empty streets of a small town while pulling his jacket on and strapping his custom Desert Eagle .50AE magnums behind him as he walked down the road slowly out of town and into the woods, aiming for the next village over.
As he walked on into the night he felt something dark fallowing him...something that he come to terms with knowing all about it...his fathers hunter. Just then a hell hound lunged from the tree line...its long brutal fangs gleaming yellow under the moonlight, its head had two horns tipped with small flames, its tail long and whip like...ending with a two foot razor sharp blade. Small drops of putrid acid falling from its body and upon the ground eating away at the soil. The hound gave a soft growl, thick smog pouring from the corners of its muzzle and into the air before it lunged at the young wolf with great speed, only to be sent slamming into the ground from a single punch to the chest. Soon a flash of light caught his eye before he dodged to the side just in time to avoid a large blade that came from behind him, the edge dripping a small amount of crimson.
"Getting slow Max...I thought you would be faster...being the son of that bitch...Victoria Charger." spoke a deep voice that dripped with venom and acid.
Max slowly stripped off his jacket, reveling a deep cut along his upper arm...blood slowly seeping from the wound before he took one of his magnums and aimed it to the Hell Hound and fired off a single round, watching its body disappear into a veil of smoke.
He then turned around with a smirk, his tri-tone eyes going cold.
"I see you have finally decided to face me like a man and not a coward woman killer..." Max said with a grin "I shall enjoy ripping you apart limb from limb till the last thing you see is your heart when it is crushed in my claws.".
He looked at the jet black wolf behind him holding a long broad sword and dressed in a casual business suit and a blood red tie.
Marlous grinned slowly while he placed the tip of his sword against the ground and leaned slightly on the hilt, his ice blue eyes locked upon his son before he shrugged slightly while adjusting his tie with one large paw. "Come now Maxamillion...is that the way you great your loving father after three-hundred and forty nine long years?" Marlous said with a snicker before holding up his sword before speaking once more. "I guess we should cut the formality and you shall give me your power...what good will it do you without your mother here to help you unlock it.?".
Max snarled slightly "You won't get a single ounce of this power I hold...I wont let it fall into darkness that is inside you; you have no right!" he spoke while holding his paw out to the side as a small white ball of energy formed in mid air. He then reached to the light letting it envelop his paw till it glowed brighter, a platinum handle forming in his paw laced with gold and silver, a large crystal ball the size of a silver dollar forming at the guard with two wolves nose to nose inside...one white and one black, soon a long broad duel edged diamond blade formed giving the sword a total length of six feet.
Marlous growled deeply "Well I see you have been able to form a retainer for your mothers soul...but I doubt she can help you; you little bastard!" he then charged Max swinging his sword down at him with great speed before sparks flew from connecting with Max's own sword. Marlous stared in shock before Max's fist slammed into his stomach sending him sliding backwards and into a tree, leaving a trail behind.
Max grinned slightly taking a step forward. "Shall we take this a step up father...you act like you're in a sparing match with a pup." he snickered while watching Marlous dust off his suit slightly and charge at him once more.
He brought his sword up stopping a attack, the sound of the blades connecting echoing through the darkness as the moons light reflected upon the blades casting a godly glow around the two wolves. Soon the sky grew darker as rain started to fall upon them as if the heavens were crying for the fight to stop, but even the silent voices was lost upon deaf ears as their attacks grew in speed and strength, nether one of them giving a single inch. The attacks becoming so quick they became a blur in the moons light, only leaving a trail of sparks where they connected. Any one watching would be seeing only as if the speed was normal but the countless sparks in the air lied.
Soon both of them came into a deadlock, blades hitting in front of them with such force it sent out a silent shockwave through the air and ground which made the rain become a dome and then shatter like a wave against the rocks. The friction caused from the joined swords caused sparks to fly as the edges glowed a burning red. Marlous grinned slightly and with one swift moment he pulled back his sword and used the hilt to slap Max's own blade from his grasp sending it up into the air. This alone made Max faultier and that was all the time Marlous needed to drive his blade through Max's chest just as the diamond blade hit the ground.
"I expected so much more from the son of a goddess of light. All that power you have...such a waste. Oh well...not for long." Marlous snickered, stepping back and with a flick of his wrist...encased Max in a blood red spire that towered to the sky...the walls rippling and moving like water before it became solid. Slowly Marlous looked to the side before looking around franticly. "no....nononononono...NO!" he snarled, not finding the fallen sword. He then looked back to the spire just as it shattered like glass, the shards of blood flying outwards as Max came lunging from his confinement in a whole new form.
Max landed a few feet away from his father, his fur a deep blood red, a pare of bat like wings upon his back spanning out to twelve feet total, his eyes deep blood red. He grinned slightly tossing Marlous his sword. "Round two." he growled with a demonic voice before lunging at him full speed seaming like a blur. Marlous just managed to bring his blade up to deflect a overhead swing but didn't account for leaving his whole midsection open for attack but was soon reminded when a sharp pain filled his body. Marlous jumped back looking down at five long diagonal blood red lines down his chest to just above his abs. he then lunged at Max with rage in his eyes swinging wildly, only to have every attack stopped and deflected along with counters.
Soon both of them landed not far from one another, covered with cuts...their fur stained with blood. Both of them were panting slightly as they stalked around in a circle watching one another carefully before Marlous started to laugh softly.
"With the power you are showing now my son...you can have anything you want...and me being as strong as I am...I can give you anything you wish."
Max stopped and stood silently with a grin, a soft gleam in his blood red eyes. "Is that so father? Well here is what I desire...My mothers life...my childhood you stole from us...AND YOUR BLACK SEETHING HEART!!!" he said just before he lunged at Marlous once more, his blade glowing a blood red as black flames coated and licked at the fine polished diamond.
Marlous growled, charging at Max...his own blade glowing red as it was coated with blue flames.
"HELL GATE!!!" They both yelled in unison as they came together full force, blades hitting together with a loud explosion and a flash of red light that ripped through the air like a nuke went off.
As the dust and smoke settled, all that was left was a large crater in the ground. The rain pouring down upon Max's unconscious body...his form returning back to normal as mud coated his fur along with the blood, laying in a pool of muddy water as thunder roared overhead softly. Marlous was no where to be found, having disappeared before the major damage erupted.
Crystal blue skies, lush green forests...paradise in all ways one could think. A large city could be seen towering over the trees, with a castle in the center laced with gold and silver...before a bright red dome of energy covered the city, soon exploding afterwards sending out a major shockwave that sent up dust all around and above the trees.
Max sat bolt upright before giving a whine in pain and falling upon his back once more into a pile of pillows?
He looked around finding himself in a small room, the walls made of finely smoothed logs, a small fireplace roaring softly across the room. He then looked to his body to find himself covered with heavy blankets, he then pulled them off slowly and noticed the only article of cloth he had on was the bandages wrapped around his chest, waist and his left arm where he was cut during the battle. He slowly looked over the bandages and minor wounds before a soft voice reached his ears in almost an angelic tone.
"You're lucky to be alive after all those cuts and blood loss...no normal person could handle that and pull through without a fever or anything. But then again...you ain't normal...are you Maxamillion Charger?"
Max looked to the source of the voice and saw a beautiful snow white she-wolf standing in a doorway that must have led into the cellar...her beautiful blue eyes locked upon him as she slightly straightened out her blouse and her skirt before she giggled softly.
"Are you happy to see me? You must be. My names Tasha."
Max blinked wondering what she meant before he glanced down slightly noticing the tip of his shaft exposed from his sheath...right then he remembered he had nothing on but all traces of embracement was pushed away by this she-wolf knowing his name.
"How do you know my name?" he asked while getting up slowly looking around slowly, searching.
Tasha smiled softly, amused and happy to see someone not shy...and someone handsome. "If you're looking for your sword it is safe...its in a well guarded spot so your mothers soul can rest. Now as for how I know you...all the higher ups know about your little tour of the world to kill your father. So after a long and hard three hundred year debate...they allowed a few of us to come and help in any way we can...I've been here for fifty years waiting for you to come by...all of us are spread through out this world...no doubt you have met some of us...but knowing not who we are was something they wanted...not me...I've watched you get stronger and bolder over time young one and I would love to help you if you will allow it."
Ah the punch line was killer...the higher ups was doing a bit of crowd control to keep everything running smoothly...just what he needed....more complications but he would argue that fact another day when he was on better terms with the gods. So this beauty was truly an angel in both points...a goddess of her own beauty.
Slowly Max sighed looking to the side in thought before he gave a slight smirk.
"Sure...what are you good at?" he asked while looking back to her slowly, his tri-tone eyes shining softly in the firelight.
Tasha moved farther into the room after closing the door behind her. "I am a healer...and I am skilled in weaponry." she spoke while walking around Max slowly, looking him over with a hidden grin.
"Is it wise to be thinking such provocative thoughts...being a servant of the Gods." he slowly looked at her with a grin. Causing Tasha to blush deeply.
He slowly shook his head and looked back to the window, looking over the rising sun.
"Don't. Don't get close to me...both of us will be hurt for it."
Tasha blinked slightly before she gave a soft nod and sat down on the bed.
"I'm sorry....is there anything else I can do for you?"
She looked at him slowly, watching his every move before he turned around.
Max grinned slightly and gave a nod.
"There is one thing I do require..."
"What is it?"
"I need a fast car."
After Max was dressed, Tasha led Max outside and to a large cave, stepping inside, she pulled the gray tarp off of a black Koenigsegg CCX super car fitted with a twin barreled 22mm anti-armor chain guns on the back, grill mounted heat seeker rockets and state of the art quad plated armor. The Engine was a beefed up 860 horse with custom gears making the top speed of 245mph to 260mph.
"That'll do." he grinned running his paw slowly along the door before getting inside the car and reaching for the keys before Tasha placed her paw upon his shoulder causing him to look up at her.
"You be careful...if you do get allowed back inside the great halls...look me up." she smiled while handing him his Desert Eagle's and a Sako TG42 Tactical Bolt action rifle loaded with ten .338 Lupa Magnums and a few spare clips.
"And God speed young one."
Max took the rifle and placed it beside him and laid the magnums in the passenger seat before looking to Tasha slowly. "You'll need it more than me Tasha...you best get back to where Marlous can't get you." he spoke before starting the car and driving out of the cave and down the path.
Tasha made her way home slowly before a flash of flames appeared in front of her.
"Is it done?"
"Leave him alone Marlous...you have caused him more pain than anything...I hope he rips your heart out and sends you to hell where you belong." Tasha snarled deeply.
"You forget little girl..." Marlous grinned, and with a snap of his fingers Tasha's body was incinerated before she could scream. "I am Hell." he smirked and looked to the road with a soft growl "It's not over my son...not by a long shot. I "will" have that power..." he smiled before disappearing in a second flash of flames.
(To Be continued.)
End Song: Tornado - Mindless Self Indulgence
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CLIF HANGER! God don't ya just love it...a nice bit of wondering and such for what will happen next...Just where is Max going...and just What dose Marlous want the power for...why why why...lol...find out in the next chapter...but don't think you will learn it all. ^_^ Comments welcome and desired...please keep them kind and nice.... If you are going to comment on spelling errors and grammar mistakes...keep them kind as well...help me...don't bash me. Um...Comments, Votes, and Faves will make me work harder to do more. Thank you._