Between Elements: The Reminiscence of the Elementium: Prologue

(So here it is, guys! The story of Between Elements: The Reminiscence of the Elementium! Comments are appreciated.)

The story of the wandering, young Arctic Wolf...begins here...

## Prologue: Under the Wandering Newborn

The early evening goes by under the bright moon and by the stars of the nightly winter. Too long it haven't known all over the days as it hasn't become nothing ordinary. If anything had been occurred, it would be practically mean that something was about the unleashed within the hearts and the minds of among the wolves.

In fact, of among the wandered they all let go, one of them had been chosen under one fate...or destiny...

"Three minutes, do you think he'll be able to hold on...?" The female Arctic Wolf said. She was carrying a bundle of joy....but soon to be a bundle of joy no more. The baby was covered safely in a thick blue and gray blanket.

"Of course, he will. Wolves can stand the cold after all. I bet he would be same like the two of us." The male Arctic Wolf replied. But deep in his heart, he felt remorse and guilt upon the small decisions..which they have no other choice...

The female wolf looked to the infant wolf...who had his eyes closed as if he was taking an early evening nap. She never felt so touched that even to the sight upon seeing the child just this once....just this once. Tears then dropped on the female wolf's sapphire eyes, but never wanted to cry on the child's sleep.

The male wolf gladly joined her side...seeing the child for one last moment that they never wanted to forget this night and this night alone.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, my dear child..." The female wolf silently sobbed, but never wanted to drop his tears to the infant's face. The male one couldn't help but smile...for the last time that he would see the child...But now, the fate under him can't help it. All because of natural reasons and consequences, they seem to be put to a cease...

"I think it's time...Let's go..." The male said, and needless to say, the female nodded and soon went outside to their chosen destination.

The small tundras...

With haste and the small pressure of the falling snow coming down, they were finally arrived. And not long until then with any much time left they had to spare, it seems they would be ended in such a depressing state.

"We're finally here..." The male wolf informed. The wind was slowly blowing, ruffling their clothing as it passes by.

The female wolf felt remorse shrouded all over her. But then again, she had no other choice. Once again, tears shed as she silently sobbed. She finally looked at the infant for what would be the last time...

The two wolves joined up each and gazed the sleeping infant for the last time. The female one still sobbed but still able to speak as she put the child down on the comforting snowfield..."We just wanted to say anything, my child...More than we could wanted to see you...You've been such a good boy. We are so proud of you...But now, I hope we'll be able to see each other again....soon.... Maybe when you grow up, We hope you'll find the odds will be in your favor. That's all we have to say....This is for your own good...and so does ours..."

And with that, the two wolves said together to the sleeping newborn with one final word...

"Goodbye..."

And not long until then, the two wolves have faded into the darkness, leaving the infant wolf alone in the small tundras...

With all that, the infant wolf started to whimper, feeling the coldness of the snow and endless howl of the freezing wind. The child began to cry, tears weeping from his closed eyes. He cried as loud as he tried but...he was only alone...alone in the small tundras.

The only thing he would hope is for someone or somebody to come to his aid. But not long, something was flickering...glowing...dancing around. Six flowing, yet wandering, auras, continue to dance around it. The crying child got the attention its attention it started to glowing in front of him.

All of the sudden, it began to glow brighter and brighter. It was then formed into a bright silver aura...It was then the child stopped crying before he opened his eyes and saw the aura right in front of his eyes. The infant was never been so invulnerable that even to touch of the silver aura continue to come close to him...

Without even wasting a second, the silver aura penetrated inside the newborn...but it didn't gave him harm. Instead, it was bonded inside him. He didn't even knew of what happened, but his little mind wasn't able to contemplate everything from the beginning. The infant wolf closed his eyes...Not knowing of what happened...but little did he know was fate was coming to him.

And as the child was asleep, something was creating...on his right arm...The auras apparently gave him a mark...an inverted star with runes written...and it would be remained for the rest of his life....and his life alone.

The night goes by...the endless and the freezing wind began to combine...affecting infant wolf...

He was slowly about to die in coldness....His hope began to pinned to someone or somebody who can save him...

"Find anything, my dear apprentice?" said an elderly Arctic Wolf, who had blue eyes, wearing a white shirt, black pants, thick boots, and a coat with a hood covering his entire clothing. He turned out to be old, but wise and full of experience. He then walked up to his apprentice, who was also an Arctic Wolf, wearing the same clothing, except his was a bit younger than the elderly wolf.

"Nothing so far, Master Quarsac. I doubt that if not likely we would be find anything in the middle of the night." He replied back to the elderly wolf, who seem much calm and sensitive at all times, rather than to be impatient or otherwise.

"Come now, Zealot. We have still much time left." The elderly wolf said, by the name of Quarsac Markiel, continued to walk down, on the snowfield. The snow was still pouring down, yet it was endless.

His apprentice, Zealot Halcyon, nodded before he spoke. "Yes, master." And he soon followed the elderly wolf. The two wolves still continued to make their way. The cold nor the snow didn't bother them, even though if it is midnight.

"Not much of anything left we can still find during our expedition." Zealot informed, which made the elderly wolf caught his attention from him.

"If anything is related by the name of "Elementalio Auriamasterado", I doubt if someone would be affacted from it." Quarsac said, and apparently, Zealot shrugged with the word mentioned, and it also made his ears flinched.

"Master, please. You know that it was profound all over the years since then as we grew up. It could've been worse if someone would affected by it." Zealot said, as he continued to followed behind him. Too long he had been heard of what his master said of anything wise, and still haven't been worn off ever since.

The elderly Arctic Wolf sighed, before he then spoke up. "Zealot, we scholars always know everything that we needed to discover, even from the past years that occurrences came differently. The one thing we always had to do is of what happens, we help out. Am I correct, my apprentice?"

"Yes, you are. Now where were we?"

"We're here in the small tundras. Only a few happenings that had been mentioned here, I believe." Quarsac informed, as they were arrived there. They started to look around, as of what they wanted to expect. Once again, it was nothing....nothing at their sights.

Zealot sighed, at sight of nothing of which he didn't expect. "Nothing that we could see here. I think we'll split up."

The elderly Arctic Wolf nodded in approval. "Agreed. If you find anything around this place, let me know."

"Got it."

The two then split up...as Zealot's plan was the only hope they can put on. While searching the small tundras, Zealot thought about himself on what they had a conversation earlier ago. For some reason, he can't deny, for the most part that his master words were truth and wise.

Does he find it odd? Is it just mere coincidence? Or maybe he had been distracted in some ways he could find it truce and whatnot?

Still, a part of him wanted to deny...that is when until...

As he continue to walk down, and the endless snow continued to pour down. He saw something different on the snowfield from afar...It made him flinched when seeing it...He saw something blue and gray, lying down on the soft snowfield itself...

Needless to say, he rushed towards it, even without wasting a minute just for this moment he caught something in his eyes. *What is that lying over there....? I don't think it's just more than that...*

When he arrived as he came up close to it...He slightly gasped...He stopped before his eyes were widened at something he couldn't believe it.

A sleeping yet shivering infant Arctic Wolf...He was cold...the snow barely covered his face....He was about to die in freezing death...soon...

He recoiled in horror, for what had seen in front of him...He even caught a glimpse of what he had never seen in the middle of the night. Not even in such a heavy, snowy state...

Without wasting a second, Zealot quickly picked the infant before he shouted. "Master! I found an infant wolf! Come, quickly!"

The elderly wolf heard his apprentice's voice and soon walked to him. Zealot rushed as well with the infant in his strong arms....What would could've been worse than just an infant stranded in the small frozen tundras...? As if he was almost been frozen...?

The two wolves then came up close as of what they realize when Zealot found the infant...The elderly Arctic Wolf soon glanced at the infant before he swiped the snow softly from his face. He then glanced to his apprentice as he spoke up. "Zealot....did you find the child here in the middle of the night...?"

Zealot panted a little, and apparently, he can see his breath as he breathe harder. He then nodded quickly before he replied. "Y-...yes, Master....I found it here...It almost froze him...and I don't the infant be sacrificed within freezing death..."

Quarsac couldn't help himself but feeling anxious. He then gestured as he replied back. "I see...In that case...Let's get to him back to the village...I doubt that what brings the infant here...We'll be more obliged to find out what the child was forced to be abandoned silently. Come now, my apprentice. Carry the child safely, we're going back to the village where the infant will be safe and sound..."

Needless to say, Zealot nodded. They both then headed back to the village. It was never been without a doubt of what brings the infant wolf stranded and almost froze to death. Zealot looked down to the infant wolf he carried in his arms. He was safe...He was breathing silently...upon looking, he smiled...

"Don't worry, child...For now on, you'll be safe from harm...even in such of freezing death...I promise to protect you..."

And sooner or later, the two wolves faded into the darkness with Zealot's final words...

"I promise...:"