The DarkHole Laboratory

Occurrences in the dark forest

Marzon could not stand still. He walked alone in the middle of the Phoenix Way with a black robe covering his body.

He needed calm, two people rejected his figure, resisting loudly and in fear.

If he is criminal and evil behavior is okay if he sees it scared, but seeing those he feels can be close but hysterical, frightened and away makes sadness spread in his chest.

A feeling that has been missing for some time.

Marzon continued to slowly cleave the dark forest. Water drops are heard. He put his hand on the drop.

Throat's dry. Blush is created from flowers with a cup shape that Marzon tilts.

He sipped water in his hand. Fresh got into his throat. It was the same as the tea he drank in the Illusionary Light where the fairies were.

His bersingling quivered, he listened to the quick footsteps with a cry as well as a dashed breath.

Marzon was looking for the source of the sound. He began to step towards that voice. He saw some bear cubs running. He was chased by a panther.

Bizarrely. It was the only word that came into his brain.

But as fast as lightning he hit the panther. The black tiger was thrown towards the boulder then its body rolled on the slippery moss.

He stood up by shaking his head. The black tiger growled. Showing pointed teeth that are stretched.

His eyes were sharp red and anger was radiating there. The growls and roars, made some Phoenixes fly away.

Marzon, moving his hand, he was lazy to move a lot. His hands are tightly clutched. And he could see the tiger who suddenly roared painfully.

Yes Marzon crushed some of the bones of the black tiger. Then the tiger ran away from Marzon.

"My kids are okay?" He saw the bear in fear. They cry as much as they want.

Matzon extended his hand.

"Rammon!"

"Brake!"

Marzon stared at the voice. Some bears and he saw Orso and Berus there was a crowd of people.

"Rammon!"

"Brake!"

With screaming. A bear with an apron ran towards Marzon. He passed by her and hugged the two little bears who were crying in fear.

"What are these kids, sir?!" The wrath of the apron-bearing bear on Marzon extended a hand pointing at Marzon with a wooden centipede.

His eyes turned toward the hood of Marson that covered his head.

"Your Majesty?" The brush interjected and removed the wooden centipede from in front of Marzon. "Why are you here?" Brush back to ask.

"Beeus do you know him? He's scaring these kids, imprisoning him kidnapper!" Cut off the bear while swinging its butt towards Marzon.

"Belinda! Keep your attitude to the King!" He left his voice.

"Ra-king?" Screeches bear named Belinda.

Marzon opened the hood on his head. Ie showed himself. He looked at Belinda who pulled a hand that pointed a barrel to her chest.

Died him, already so rough on the King. "I'm sorry King" Belinda melengos. He actually still doesn't accept it. His king's days were an ugly dog.

His inner.

He also did not accept why he had to apologize, he was not wrong, Lycan was also afraid of the Bear children.

While Lola, the other girl was held Berus.

He said. "It wasn't him who made us afraid of miss Bel, but we were chased by a black tiger" with a whim. The girl told me.

Brush stroked Lola's back. Tranquilize. Ramon, son of Orso also confirmed the words Lola. He nodded. While crying loudly.

"If there's no Lycan-Lycan-Lycan?" The boy wiped his tears and looked at Marzon.

"He ... He's Lycan! Lola you saw it! I'm not lying! I saw Lycan! You see it now too! Lookie! Lookie! He's Lycan Dad said he's our King! I'm not lying!" Hysterical pleasure Ramon pulls Berus' arm to get closer.

So that he can show his friend that he is not bragging.

The daughter of the bear also nodded and wiped her tears. He looked at Marzon.

"Uncle him Lycan?" Lola's looking for a ride on Berus.

"Yes he's the King, want a greeting with the King" Berus asked. The little girl nodded. Brush put Lola down.

Lola approached and wrapped her skirt with her legs crossed behind her back and bent her arms. Greetings from the ballerina.

So sweet. And politely Marzon returned the greeting by lowering his head.

Ramon pulled Orso down too. Slowly he approached and extended his hand.

"Thank you Uncle King" Marzon shook the little hand. "Are you not afraid of me?" Marzon squatting. He spoke by looking at the faces of the two boys who were shaking their heads.

"No"

"Are you not afraid?" Marzon stared at the two boys intensely.

"No" the two answered quickly. "You want me to carry it?" Bargain Marzon.

"Ra--" Orso's words were held by Berus's head.

"Let it, give your King a chance and trust! You see he helped your son out of Mahim's grip" Orso took a step back.

He let Marzon hold the two small bears in his arms.

"Why do you want to be King, Uncle?" Ask Lola. "I want to be King" Ramon said.

He saw Lola stroking Marzon's chin. "You're also hairy" Lola again without caring about Ramon.

"Yes hairy just like us" Ramon responded. "Yes I'm just like you, so why are you afraid of me"

"Because Dad said there used to be an evil Lycan in the forest" Ramon said. They walked back out of the forest. Orso and the others trailed behind Marzon.

"Why are you playing in the woods?" Both boys are guilty.

"It's my fault Uncle Raja, Ramon helped take my hat that flew into the forest" Lola looked down deeper and deeper.

"Lola I'm fine" Ramon stroked Lola's head.

"Sorry Ramon" sadness emanated from Lola's face.

"No papa" Ramon nodded.

"RAMONS!" Immediately Ramon was taken by Kalea.

"You okay? Where's that sick?" Orso came and told his wife what had happened to her son.

Kalea who was staring at Marzon nyalang, then glanced guiltily. Not to mention Miss Bel, also justifies the word Orso.

Tbc.