Author's Note: This is the sequel to The Slayer and the Sphinx. If you haven't read that already, do so before reading this!
Chapter One
(Tick)
Tick’s wagon bounced over a pothole, throwing the young chimera on his side so that he struck his head on the splintery wooden floor. Picking himself up with a whimper, he pressed his back into the corner and wrapped his tail around his ankles.
The wagon looked like nothing so much as a rolling circus cage, the kind used to display lions and tigers for paying customers. The bars were made of solid iron and placed so closely together that even a child like him couldn’t slip through. Who were these people, anyway? At first he’d thought they were Slayers, but that couldn’t be true. The Slayers …show more content…
“Why are we stopping?”
“The guards caught something. It was sneaking around, trying to steal food.”
This caught Tick’s attention, and he looked up again.
“Huh,” one of the men mused. Their voices were getting closer to his cage. “A little scrawny, but it’ll do. Throw it in there with the other mutt.”
Mutt? Another chimera like him?
Two large men stepped into view, and Tick scrambled backwards so that his back was pressed against the wall. They didn’t even glance at him. Instead, they opened the door and threw something in with him like a sack of potatoes.
“Got yourself a little friend,” one of them sneered before walking away. “All right, let’s get moving!”
As the wagons began to roll again, Tick suspiciously eyed the newcomer. He couldn’t make out much about it except that it was dressed in rags and curled up in a ball. Minutes went by, but it never budged.
“H-hello?” he finally asked.
The newcomer replied with a frightened whimper. Its side rose and fell quickly, and Tick realized that it was crying.
“What’s your name?” he …show more content…
He had come across the ragtag band of travelers three days ago, looking for his son, Tick. After talking it over with the others, they had all decided to accompany him. Gwinn’s revelation had surprised them all at first, but now it was easy to see the similarities between him and his son. Tick’s hair was the same color as Gwinn’s fur, and their feline tails were identical in all but size. Tick was a chimera, which meant whatever Gwinn was only accounted for half his bloodline. The rest of him was
Chapter One
(Tick)
Tick’s wagon bounced over a pothole, throwing the young chimera on his side so that he struck his head on the splintery wooden floor. Picking himself up with a whimper, he pressed his back into the corner and wrapped his tail around his ankles.
The wagon looked like nothing so much as a rolling circus cage, the kind used to display lions and tigers for paying customers. The bars were made of solid iron and placed so closely together that even a child like him couldn’t slip through. Who were these people, anyway? At first he’d thought they were Slayers, but that couldn’t be true. The Slayers …show more content…
“Why are we stopping?”
“The guards caught something. It was sneaking around, trying to steal food.”
This caught Tick’s attention, and he looked up again.
“Huh,” one of the men mused. Their voices were getting closer to his cage. “A little scrawny, but it’ll do. Throw it in there with the other mutt.”
Mutt? Another chimera like him?
Two large men stepped into view, and Tick scrambled backwards so that his back was pressed against the wall. They didn’t even glance at him. Instead, they opened the door and threw something in with him like a sack of potatoes.
“Got yourself a little friend,” one of them sneered before walking away. “All right, let’s get moving!”
As the wagons began to roll again, Tick suspiciously eyed the newcomer. He couldn’t make out much about it except that it was dressed in rags and curled up in a ball. Minutes went by, but it never budged.
“H-hello?” he finally asked.
The newcomer replied with a frightened whimper. Its side rose and fell quickly, and Tick realized that it was crying.
“What’s your name?” he …show more content…
He had come across the ragtag band of travelers three days ago, looking for his son, Tick. After talking it over with the others, they had all decided to accompany him. Gwinn’s revelation had surprised them all at first, but now it was easy to see the similarities between him and his son. Tick’s hair was the same color as Gwinn’s fur, and their feline tails were identical in all but size. Tick was a chimera, which meant whatever Gwinn was only accounted for half his bloodline. The rest of him was