Oliver+Walker-Hayes's+Story

He sprinted down the side of the hill which he was sleeping on, and dashed through the woods, the black pine trees looking eerie in the faint light of the moon. Beck could feel that they were close. He kept running. No idea where he was going. The only thing that stopped him was a rock. He tripped over it and went flying. He couldn’t hear them any more, so he found a hidden place, sat down, and wept. Beck had no idea what had gone wrong. All he had done was eaten a human. To him that was nothing. The Master called him a betrayer. But then rumours came out that Beck had eaten a second, which was completely untrue. So Elcazar, the Master’s son got one hundred of his most fierce warriors, to find and kill him. So that’s how he ended up here, being herded like a sheep until they slit his throat for dinner. But they could never eat Beck, because he’s half wolf, half man. Proud and confident, Elaczar stood on top of the hill. His wolf army was now a ninety eight man killing machine. They looked at the deep dark forest, stretching an uncountable distance from the hometown of Beck and Elcazar, Tunja, to the forbidden castle of Macau, the lost Wizard. Neither knew, but they both wanted to get there. Beck woke up to bright sunshine, the beautiful light bright enough to creep through the refreshed trees. He rolled onto his back and soaked in the stunning surroundings. Beck again stuffed his knife into his backpack and got going. Beck tread through the forest carefully. The wood seemed quieter than it was last night. As he reached an overgrown patch, Beck couldn’t see anything over the giant wavy grass and a fat hill in the distance, so he climbed up a tree. Beck heaved himself up using his human hands, and then used his springy wolf legs to help. Beck climbed the bottom of the tree with ease, but as he got to the thin wiry bit at the top things became more difficult. By the time he had got there, the wind had picked up and Beck was hanging on for dear life. But he kept climbing. He was about to get to the highest point, to look over the cluttered leaves and see the gloomy castle when he fell, and everything went black. He woke underground, i n a tiny bed that only covered up to his scarred knees, and a blanket that came from his stiff neck to about halfway down his bruised stomach. “That’s a king-size you know” said a deep voice from the corner of the cubby. Beck got up, came out from the bedroom to see a really fluffy, half ginger half stone white, rat like thing. The thing was sitting, sewing something. He was very small, and his head was a deep stone white. His tale was huge, fluffy, auburn coloured and uncontrollably messy. He had enormous, inviting eyes that glowed in the dim light of the hole. “What are you?” Beck said rather rudely. “I’m a Kadova.” said the thing. Light crept in through the door of the hole and his ginger torso gleamed. “What is one of them?” Beck replied. “How can you not know?” The thing looked puzzled. “You are one.” “I am not!” he replied deeply offended. “How on earth am I like you!” “Did you eat a human?” “Well, yes,” Beck said, implying that the thing was stupid. The Kadova left his needlework, came over to Beck and eyed him with his harsh pupils. “We both had a weak moment.....” “You had a weak moment!” The Kadova leapt at Beak, his hidden sharp claws piercing his soft human skin. They tumbled down into the bedroom. Both creatures were howling in unbelievable pain, neither one wanting to admit defeat. The biting and scratching went on for a while, each person inflicting a lot of pain as their torn skin began to bleed. Both creatures rolled onto their backs’, oozing blood. “Now,” uttered the Kadova, a couple of minutes later. “Are you going to hide like a mouse, or admit the truth like a man. Beck and the Kadova sat down and had a deep conversation. “A Kadova is somebody from a group of animals who eat their forbidden species. For me, it was the rabbit, for you it was..........  “Human,” “Well, if you eat this forbidden species, half of their body becomes attached to yours. It is incurable. Well, there is a legend that the wizard living in the forbidden castle of Macau, left an Emerald when he died, and apparently when you touch this stone, you will get whatever power you wish.......   “Any power you wish.” “Yes.” “Where is this Macau ?” “A thousand miles to the east.” Beck stood up. “Where are you going?” “To Macau .” “You’ll never make it back” “I’d rather die than live the life I am living now.” “Good luck my friend,” shouted the Kadova as Beck crouched though the dainty passageway, onto a new life as a fully fledged wolf. Beck squeezed out of the hole to darkness, even though it was the middle of the day. Dazzling yellow beams of yellow light struck the ground with such force. Through the crackle of the lighting Beck could hear ravaging monsters chasing something, him. Days passed. He was travelling to the east using the sun for navigation. The half wolf half man Kadova slept in tree’s (as he was was so good at climbing them). He would gaze up into the nights sky and doze of. One night as he slept near a village, Elcazars’ men attacked the dwarf town. Beck was woken by a blazing fire, which was roaring very close to him. He could see four-legged beasts roaming the town killing helpless people. Their razor-sharp teeth digged deep into the dwarf’s soft skin, crimson blood pouring out in gallons. There was no hope for them as they layed stone dead on the cold steps. What would they do to Beck? He ran. Just ran. Nobody had heard him fall out of the tree. Thick black smoke was forming above the devastated town. Beck ran through the night, petrified of what they’d do to him. He darted through the forest. Weaving in and out between the trees at lighting speed. He ran until he could run no more. He stopped, panting, and fell to the floor. He heard a crackling of the twigs near to him. A familiar smell gushed up his nose. He wasn’t really sure what it was. Then it came to him. Human. Oliver Walker-Hayes, Olchfa School
 * // [[image:http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2385045860_8046678ebe_m.jpg width="143" height="254" align="left"]]As the cry of the wolf echoed over the forest, the fire went out and Beck was left in darkness. He reached for his knife, hurriedly shoved it inside his backpack and started running.  //**