BEAST QUEST: Rise of the Wolf Lord.

Thornic, the Thorned Rose.

Thornic the Thorned Rose Chapter Three; Meeting Beth Wright.

Tom groaned as he slowly sat up and took in his surroundings.

He was in a small glade, surrounded by trees and a little pond nearby.

A confused whimper brought him back to the present and turned to see Silver shaking his body while Storm was just getting up. He ran over to them and checked if there were any injuries.

No wounds.

That's good.

As he checked them he seemed to notice a few differences. He wasn't wearing his normal brown tunic. Instead he was wearing an black shirt with a image of his shield on the front, and on the shield, instead of their tokens, it instead had the words 'Fight the Beasts, Fear the Magic' in golden words, with a dark blue jacket and genes with white sneakers. He still had his sword and shield with him, but that was pretty much the only things on him that were Avantian.

"I guess this is what they wear in this kingdom." Tom thought to himself.

VROOM!

A monstrous sound suddenly echoed in his ears, nearly deafening them!

"What in Ferno's name was THAT?! Was that some sort of Beast?!"

In a rush, he pushed some bushes aside, but couldn't see the creature anywhere, before the same kind of noise sounded!

Before the 'creature' slowed down and came to a stop right next to the concrete path. It was roughly the size of a wagon, seemed to be made of metal, and had the strangest wheels. They weren't made of wood and the one that he could was inside that seemed to be made of a strange leather.

A girl stepped out of the weird contraption and started walking down the street, a look of tiredness, frustration, and a little annoyance on her face. She appeared to his age at eighteen, had long brown hair, that was kept in a high ponytail, tan skin with brown freckles on her cheeks and nose, hazel colored eyes, and a slender build. She was wearing the same kind of attire Tom was, a green T-shirt with an even darker green image of trees, and fake diamond on the sides, and green leggings and black shoes. Tom watched as she walked by, and a breeze of wind swept pass him, and with it; a name.

'Beth Wright'

"So this is Beth Wright? The one that created the Wolf Lord? The one that can help me?" Tom thought as he watched her pull out a ring with a number of keys on it and pick out one, before opening a door to a house, which he assumed was hers.

Just as Tom was about to move from his position, Silver stopped him by grabbing his new shirt with his teeth.

"What's wrong, Silver?" he asked, and the Wolf yapped at a strange mist that was slowly creeping towards the house, before seeping through the window. Tom sneered at the mist. It was the same kind of substance that surrounded the man that kidnapped Elenna.

Tom was pulled out of his anger when a startled cry came from the house, and when he looked through the window, he saw the shadow of the girl backing away from some sort of wolf Beast.

"Stay here Storm. Make sure no-one sees you." he told his faithful steed, who let out a whinny in promise. Tom then turned to Silver, who looked back at him with determent eyes. They knew what they had to do.

Tom kicked the door open, sword in hand, Silver right by his side, teeth bared as they looked at the scene in front of them.

The girl was on the floor, holding a wooden chair by the head and pushed it against the creature's chest, as it kept swiping at her with it's razor sharp claws. From Tom's point of view, it looked like some sort of human Wolf hybrid. It stood on two, powerful legs, and had strong, muscled arms and chest, but it's was covered in pitch black fur, and had the head, feet and hands of a Wolf. Two glowing red eyes shone with anger, foam dripped from it's monstrous fangs, and had that strange mist surrounding it, making it look even more menacing.

It looked up at the sound of the door hitting the wall, and snarled at him, as the girl took notice of him too.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"I'll explain later!" Tom told her, positioning his sword at the Wolf-Beast, making it growl even more, as it shoved the girl out of the way and examined what it planed to make it's prey. The girl groaned, before looking at the two of them.

"Be careful it doesn't bite you, or it would allow the Mist to control you!" She warned him. So she was Beth. Thank Heaven for that.

The Wolf-Beast growled, and Silver growled back, stepping forward bit by bit, as the growls and snarls of the two grew louder. Then Tom noticed that Beth crawling the window and pulled the blinds open, letting the light in. The Wolf-Beast howled in surprised pain, as smoke and flesh holes made themselves known, before he snarled at her, and transformed into a wisp of purple smoke, and flew away.

Tom stood there for a moment, before noticing that Beth had a nasty looking scratch on her leg and was panting heavily from exhaustion. He rushed over to her, pulling out Epos's Talon and held it over the wound, which started to heal immediately. Beth looked at him, as though studying him.

"Who are you? I know you and your Wolf friend aren't one of my creations. So who are you?" Tom sighed.

"Are you Beth Wright?" She nodded, "We need to talk."

"So let me get this straight," Beth started, rubbing her fingers against the bridge of her nose, as though she has a headache, while Tom sits on a couch after explaining his situation, while Silver was gnawing on something Beth called a 'Milk Bone' as a thanks for helping her out.

"Your saying that you and your friends here," As she said that, she pointed to Storm, who was poking his head into the window, "Are from some medieval island with wizards and Beasts and all that, and one of my creations, the Wolf Lord has kidnapped your best friend, and plans to make her his queen, and your trying to stop him?" Tom nodded, a look of determination in his eyes.

Beth sighed, "You don't know what your getting yourself into." "Yes, I do. I already told you, I faced people like him before, and I succeeded in defeating all of my foes!" "It's not Wolfie I'm talking about. He's innocent, it's False that I'm concerned about." she told him, almost defensively.

Tom narrowed his eyes in confusing, "False?" Beth sighed again, "The False Mirror. One of my first creations." she spoke softly, walking over to her desk and started pulling out some papers, and gave them to him. It showed a wicked looking mirror with the face of a woman on the glass. Her face was extremely pale, like a ghost, and her eyes held so much hate and anger, that it could rival Malvel's glares.

"That is the False Mirror or False for short." she told him, sitting down on the chair across him, looking very ashamed, "I was just five years old and loved to draw stories and characters. I never knew just how powerful, or deadly I could make one creature be! She was so vicious and cruel, but also cunning and ruthless. She's responsible for your friend's kidnapping. Don't worry though, I'll fix it." this made Tom look up from his feet. She'll fix it? As in alone?

"Your doing this alone?" "I've always done everything alone. Always have, always will." She told him, not looking at him, focused on packing her backpack. "But that's-that's ridicules! Doing something like this on you own is suicide!"

As the two argued, Silver had finished his Milk Bone, and was now snooping around looking for more. Before his eyes landed on some sort of weird contraption with many buttons on it. He lifted his paw up and tapped it, causing the large screen in a large grey box to switch on, causing Silver to yelp, then snarl.

"Hey! Get your Wolf away from my stuff!" Beth yelled at Tom, grabbing the remote as Silver went to calm him down. Tom then looked up at contraption, "What is it?" "It's a television. Or T.V for short. It shows what we want to see, or what's going on around the world, like right now." She pointed to the news, which showed a man holding a microphone, standing in front of an ambulance van.

"Reports of people getting caught up in strange vines has spread like wild fire! Some people have been found near the woods, wrapped up in some sort of barbed vines. No matter how many times the police cut, or slice or even uproot the vines, they wouldn't die or welter, as they would simply tighten their hold on the unconscious captive."

As they continued watching, it showed many people from all ages, from seven to eighteen, wrapped up in strange barbed vines, being wheeled away onto the vans, to be taking to the hospital.

"Thornic..." Tom turned to Beth, who still had her eyes on the screen. "What?" "Thornic. One of my creations for the Guardians I created. His master is Rose, who is the Guardian of Scotland, her powers relies on all sorts of plant life. I based her off a classic fairy tail called 'Sleeping Beauty', but that's a story for another time." she said as she resumed packing, before swinging the bag around her shoulders and marched out the back door Tom kicked down.

"Wait! Please! My friend is out there, probably scared out of her wits, not even knowing what's about to come of her!" "I understand that! But I'm not gonna drag someone else into my mess I call my life! Don't worry about your friend! I'll save her!" with that, she hopped on her motorcycle and rimmed up the engine, making him cover his ears as she zoomed off into the forest.

Tom stared off after her, before Storm came up to him. He knew what they had to do.

To Beth.

Beth rode down the forest path, keeping an eye out for Thornic, before hearing the sound of hooves, and turned to see Tom of Storm, Silver in toe. Beth growled as Tom came neck to neck with her.

"Anyone ever tell you your so persistently annoying?!" Tom smirked, "You have no idea!" he told her, before getting serious, "Trust me! I've faced these kind of problem before! I can help!" he told her, as she growled again.

"Fine! You can help! Just as long as you can keep up with me!" she rived up her engine, and zoomed ahead of him, making Tom urge Storm to go faster.

But even with Storm being the fastest stallion in Avantia, a horse was no match for a motorcycle. Soon enough, Tom couldn't even hear her roaring engine.

"Arg!" Tom growled, banging his fist against the saddle, before calming down. Tom needed to think clearly if he was going to help Elenna.

But he also that if he was to help her, he would need Beth's help.

I'm trying to make this as much like the books as I can. Sorry I took so long.