Life of the Unwanted
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
886
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Ranger
Life of the Unwanted
Chapter 2: The Ranger
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The next morning a ranger was out walking. He was checking to see if there had been any more hunters there during the night. Hunting-season was over, but there were still a few who continued to hunt. The weather this morning was very different from what it had been the night before. The sun was out, there wasn't a single cloud on the sky, and the birds were singing happily. It was still cold outside, but the ranger knew it would heat up later. It was early autumn and the days were often like this at that time of year.
Suddenly the ranger stopped dead in his tracks. "˜What was that?' he thought. He stood there completely quiet for a while, just listening. He didn't hear anything "˜That's strange I could have sworn I heard something, it almost sounded like a child crying.' Finally he shrugged and dismissed the thought as something he'd imagined. But then as soon as he started walking again he heard it once more and this time it didn't stop. The ranger turned off of the trail and headed into the forest in the direction the sound was coming from.
He came to a clearing with an enormous old oak in the middle. The crying was now a lot louder. He stopped again, and stood still listening, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. When he managed to pin point the location, he walked over to the old oak. He walked around the tree a couple of times looking at it's roots before he noticed the little hole where Ved was lying. He carefully picked up the little child, looking down at it. "Who put you here huh?" he asked in a caring voice. He looked around to see if there was any sign of the person leaving the child there, but he couldn't find anything. "˜It looks like the poor child has been abandoned here to die"¦' he thought sadly. "˜I wonder what made his mother leave him here?' he shook his head. "˜It doesn't matter. I'll take it back to the house. I can't just leave it here. Besides, a little company wouldn't hurt.'
The ranger abandoned his normal tasks that day and headed back for his house. His house lay in another clearing not too far from where he'd found the child. It was more of a cabin than a house really, with dark brown wooden walls and a grass roof. Inside the cabin there were three rooms, a kitchen, a living room with a fireplace and a bedroom. The ranger gently put the child down on the bed and started unwrapping it. "I wonder if you have a name"¦" he muttered to himself as he removed the last blanket. With a puzzled look on his face he looked down at the child in front of him. It was extremely small and skinny, but it looked like the child was about a year old. Then he spotted a chain around the child's neck. Gently he pulled it off and looked at the tag on it. There was a inscription on it saying;
"˜I love you Ved. I'm sorry about leaving you like this. Maybe one day you'll understand why I did what I did. Love, Mom.'
The ranger shook his head. "Well at least I know your name now" he said and picked up the small boy. "I better give you a nice warm bath. You're freezing." He muttered as he undressed the little boy, before wrapping him in a towel, and holding him close while preparing the bath. Ved stopped crying when he felt the warmth of the hands that held him.
After having given Ved a bath, the ranger prepared some food for him, but Ved refused to eat it. This made the ranger a little worried, but he figured the boy would eat something again tomorrow and didn't think much more about it that day. Later that evening, when the ranger was eating his own dinner (Barely cooked steak), Ved seemed to want some. So the ranger cut a small piece of it and gave it to the child. As soon as the meat hit Ved's mouth he sunk his two fangs into it and started sucking on it. After a little while he spit the piece on the floor and reached towards the plate in order to get another piece.
The days passed like this, Ved grew and learned to walk. It was around that time strange things started happening. The small injured animals the ranger brought in to heal only got worse, instead of heeling like they'd always done before. The ranger was getting slightly worried about all this, wondering why it was that all his animals only got worse and not better.
A few months later things only got worse and the animals he brought inn all dies after a day or two in the cabin. All of them had strange marks at various places on their bodies, as if something had bitten them or something like that. The ranger started walking around the forest to try to find what it was that was attacking the poor creatures, but every day he came home empty handed.
Ved was rapidly growing and getting stronger at this point and he was soon almost stronger than the ranger even though he was still only three years of age. This was something that also puzzled the ranger. He'd never seen a child that strong before. Ved had one day lifted up one of the warthogs the ranger had brought in, and that warthog had been so heavy that even the ranger had had problems lifting it. Ved had also learned to talk at this point, but he still didn't say much. He was a very quiet baby, and still all he would eat was steak that was barely cooked at all, and he never swallowed the meat, but since the boy was doing ok the ranger didn't say anything about it.
As time passed things only got worse for the animals that the ranger brought in. Now not only the small animals that stayed in the house died, but also some of the larger ones that stayed fenced in outside was suffering from these strange attacks. The ranger was now getting suspicious, because the marks on the animals were growing at the same speed as Ved. Also the marks on the animals' bodies could very well be from the boy's fangs. However, the ranger didn't want to accuse Ved of such a thing, because he didn't really think the gently boy would be capable of killing an animal like that, and the boy did eat when he was given food, so why would the boy kill the animals? But then one night all the pieces fell into place for the now old ranger. The boy lived off of blood. That's why he only wanted to eat barely cooked steak and didn't swallow the meat. He just drank what little blood was in there!
The ranger didn't have any proof though, and he wanted to believe that the now four-year-old child was innocent. And that was what the boy was in the rangers eyes, at least until he could get proof that said something else. Late one evening though, the ranger thought he heard some noises from the animals outside. He got out of bed and got dressed, slowly walking out of the house and approaching the fence. What he saw both shocked him and disgusted him.
In the middle of the fenced in area, the four-year-old boy sat with a fox with an injured leg on his lap. The boy's head was bent down to the fox' neck and there was some blood trickling down the boy's cheek. Ved's eyes widened as he noticed the ranger standing there looking at him, but he didn't stop drinking. It felt too good, and he was so hungry. He hadn't had nearly enough blood earlier that day and he needed this. The ranger just stood there with wide eyes staring at Ved. When Ved had finally finished his meal he looked up at the ranger and started crying. He was so afraid of what the ranger might say or do.
"This is the last of it. I can not let you stay here and kill all the animals that I bring in to heal. This may be your way of life, and this may be what you need to survive, but I can no longer have you stay here with me, when this is how you repay me for my kindness in taking you in!" he said and walked into the house. Ved sat there all alone on the floor wondering what would happen next.
A few minutes later the ranger came back out with a small backpack with some clothes, and a blanket in it. "From now on you're on your own kid! Now get out of here! I don't ever want to see you around this house again! UNDERSTAND?!?!" he yelled and threw the bag at Ved, then walked in and locked the door. Ved stayed outside for a while, then walked up to the door and tried to push it open. After several hours of hitting at the door and crying he finally understood that the ranger wouldn't let him back in and wandered out into the forest.
Chapter 2: The Ranger
"˜''
The next morning a ranger was out walking. He was checking to see if there had been any more hunters there during the night. Hunting-season was over, but there were still a few who continued to hunt. The weather this morning was very different from what it had been the night before. The sun was out, there wasn't a single cloud on the sky, and the birds were singing happily. It was still cold outside, but the ranger knew it would heat up later. It was early autumn and the days were often like this at that time of year.
Suddenly the ranger stopped dead in his tracks. "˜What was that?' he thought. He stood there completely quiet for a while, just listening. He didn't hear anything "˜That's strange I could have sworn I heard something, it almost sounded like a child crying.' Finally he shrugged and dismissed the thought as something he'd imagined. But then as soon as he started walking again he heard it once more and this time it didn't stop. The ranger turned off of the trail and headed into the forest in the direction the sound was coming from.
He came to a clearing with an enormous old oak in the middle. The crying was now a lot louder. He stopped again, and stood still listening, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. When he managed to pin point the location, he walked over to the old oak. He walked around the tree a couple of times looking at it's roots before he noticed the little hole where Ved was lying. He carefully picked up the little child, looking down at it. "Who put you here huh?" he asked in a caring voice. He looked around to see if there was any sign of the person leaving the child there, but he couldn't find anything. "˜It looks like the poor child has been abandoned here to die"¦' he thought sadly. "˜I wonder what made his mother leave him here?' he shook his head. "˜It doesn't matter. I'll take it back to the house. I can't just leave it here. Besides, a little company wouldn't hurt.'
The ranger abandoned his normal tasks that day and headed back for his house. His house lay in another clearing not too far from where he'd found the child. It was more of a cabin than a house really, with dark brown wooden walls and a grass roof. Inside the cabin there were three rooms, a kitchen, a living room with a fireplace and a bedroom. The ranger gently put the child down on the bed and started unwrapping it. "I wonder if you have a name"¦" he muttered to himself as he removed the last blanket. With a puzzled look on his face he looked down at the child in front of him. It was extremely small and skinny, but it looked like the child was about a year old. Then he spotted a chain around the child's neck. Gently he pulled it off and looked at the tag on it. There was a inscription on it saying;
"˜I love you Ved. I'm sorry about leaving you like this. Maybe one day you'll understand why I did what I did. Love, Mom.'
The ranger shook his head. "Well at least I know your name now" he said and picked up the small boy. "I better give you a nice warm bath. You're freezing." He muttered as he undressed the little boy, before wrapping him in a towel, and holding him close while preparing the bath. Ved stopped crying when he felt the warmth of the hands that held him.
After having given Ved a bath, the ranger prepared some food for him, but Ved refused to eat it. This made the ranger a little worried, but he figured the boy would eat something again tomorrow and didn't think much more about it that day. Later that evening, when the ranger was eating his own dinner (Barely cooked steak), Ved seemed to want some. So the ranger cut a small piece of it and gave it to the child. As soon as the meat hit Ved's mouth he sunk his two fangs into it and started sucking on it. After a little while he spit the piece on the floor and reached towards the plate in order to get another piece.
The days passed like this, Ved grew and learned to walk. It was around that time strange things started happening. The small injured animals the ranger brought in to heal only got worse, instead of heeling like they'd always done before. The ranger was getting slightly worried about all this, wondering why it was that all his animals only got worse and not better.
A few months later things only got worse and the animals he brought inn all dies after a day or two in the cabin. All of them had strange marks at various places on their bodies, as if something had bitten them or something like that. The ranger started walking around the forest to try to find what it was that was attacking the poor creatures, but every day he came home empty handed.
Ved was rapidly growing and getting stronger at this point and he was soon almost stronger than the ranger even though he was still only three years of age. This was something that also puzzled the ranger. He'd never seen a child that strong before. Ved had one day lifted up one of the warthogs the ranger had brought in, and that warthog had been so heavy that even the ranger had had problems lifting it. Ved had also learned to talk at this point, but he still didn't say much. He was a very quiet baby, and still all he would eat was steak that was barely cooked at all, and he never swallowed the meat, but since the boy was doing ok the ranger didn't say anything about it.
As time passed things only got worse for the animals that the ranger brought in. Now not only the small animals that stayed in the house died, but also some of the larger ones that stayed fenced in outside was suffering from these strange attacks. The ranger was now getting suspicious, because the marks on the animals were growing at the same speed as Ved. Also the marks on the animals' bodies could very well be from the boy's fangs. However, the ranger didn't want to accuse Ved of such a thing, because he didn't really think the gently boy would be capable of killing an animal like that, and the boy did eat when he was given food, so why would the boy kill the animals? But then one night all the pieces fell into place for the now old ranger. The boy lived off of blood. That's why he only wanted to eat barely cooked steak and didn't swallow the meat. He just drank what little blood was in there!
The ranger didn't have any proof though, and he wanted to believe that the now four-year-old child was innocent. And that was what the boy was in the rangers eyes, at least until he could get proof that said something else. Late one evening though, the ranger thought he heard some noises from the animals outside. He got out of bed and got dressed, slowly walking out of the house and approaching the fence. What he saw both shocked him and disgusted him.
In the middle of the fenced in area, the four-year-old boy sat with a fox with an injured leg on his lap. The boy's head was bent down to the fox' neck and there was some blood trickling down the boy's cheek. Ved's eyes widened as he noticed the ranger standing there looking at him, but he didn't stop drinking. It felt too good, and he was so hungry. He hadn't had nearly enough blood earlier that day and he needed this. The ranger just stood there with wide eyes staring at Ved. When Ved had finally finished his meal he looked up at the ranger and started crying. He was so afraid of what the ranger might say or do.
"This is the last of it. I can not let you stay here and kill all the animals that I bring in to heal. This may be your way of life, and this may be what you need to survive, but I can no longer have you stay here with me, when this is how you repay me for my kindness in taking you in!" he said and walked into the house. Ved sat there all alone on the floor wondering what would happen next.
A few minutes later the ranger came back out with a small backpack with some clothes, and a blanket in it. "From now on you're on your own kid! Now get out of here! I don't ever want to see you around this house again! UNDERSTAND?!?!" he yelled and threw the bag at Ved, then walked in and locked the door. Ved stayed outside for a while, then walked up to the door and tried to push it open. After several hours of hitting at the door and crying he finally understood that the ranger wouldn't let him back in and wandered out into the forest.