Wolfie Steel: Birth Rights.

Chapter 3.

The story of how Wolfie began.

Written by: Wolfie Steel and pinkhairedbrat.

A/N: I would like to thank my very good friend pinkhairedbrat for agreeing to help me write this story. If you are old enough to read stories that may contain homosexual acts, then please feel free to read on, if not, then read no further, either way, I respectfully ask that you do not use any of the characters depicted in this story without first asking us. My special thanks go to Hammy for agreeing to appear in this chapter. Will there be more from Hammy? Only time will tell.

Wolfie had now been heading towards Wolverine's location for an hour, when he suddenly realised that he could feel many pairs of very unfriendly eyes upon him, he slowed his movement and turned to face the perceived eyes, but how he would wish that he had just continued walking, he was now facing at least ten furry teens of various species. One of the teens, a lynx, approached Wolfie and spoke.

"So, you canine deadbeat, you got any money?, cos if so, it's ours"

Wolfie began to get a little nervous, sure had had managed to kill his father, but that was out of revenge, this situation was different, sure he still felt threatened but there were ten of these guys, maybe more. Wolfie knew that he may be able to take two maybe three of them down, but he also knew that his prospects with the rest were bleak at best.

With the teens all being able to smell the fear coming from Wolfie, they all encircled him and began what, in Wolfie's mind at least, was the last beating he would ever receive, before he joined his mother in death. The fight had now raged for some five minutes, when suddenly a huge, ear shattering howl was heard from somewhere outside of the circle. At the sound, the teens all temporarily stopped beating on Wolfie and stared in the direction of the sound.

There, standing 6'1" tall and completely covered in pure white fur, stood an Arctic Wolf, that was soon to become Wolfie's saviour, the Arctic Wolf now addressed the crowd of teens.

"Okay guys, I count ten, maybe eleven of you, against one poor, helpless Wolf pup, okay, I could say, that he is not my problem, after all he is a Timber Wolf where as I'm an Arctic Wolf, but you see, the operative word in both of those descriptions is Wolf, yes he may be a different species of Wolf, but to me, he is still family, and as such, I feel duty bound to lend the poor pup a paw. I will, however, give you gentlefurs a chance to let the young pup be, and disperse, I will even give you a sporting chance, I will count to twenty, anyone left after I finish my count, well they will be fair game, you have been warned!"

The Arctic Wolf began his count. By the time he had reached sixteen, there were but a pawful of teens left, I guess you would call them a hardcore bunch. The Arctic Wolf now reached the end of his count, and without so much as a 'by your leave', headed straight for the hardcore bunch, he swiftly dispatched most of the bunch, allowing Wolfie time to rise to his footpaws.

All that was left of the teens was the Lynx. The Arctic Wolf now looked at Wolfie and spoke.

"I know that you are but a pup, and I know that these guys have hurt you badly, but I believe that this Lynx deserves to see and feel the full, unbridled power that I know lies dormant within your very soul, you owe it to yourself, you must show no fear, you must show those around you that you can take care of yourself. Now I believe you know what has to be done?”

Wolfie slowly stumbles towards the Lynx, in truth, Wolfie was barely able to stand, much less fight, but something that this Arctic Wolf had said, triggered a feeling which did indeed seem as though it came from deep inside his soul, suddenly, Wolfie's muscles tensed up, his razor sharp claws came to the fore, he suddenly felt an immense power flow through his body, then he lashed out at the Lynx.

The Lynx let out a final gasp, just as he began to fall to the floor. Wolfie now felt as weak as a day old pup and started to slump to the floor, only to be caught in the strong arms of the mysterious Arctic Wolf, then he blacked out.

THE TRUE BIRTH OF WOLFIE!

I now awake in a strange cave, I look around and can find nothing that I recognise, I begin to get tense and afraid, until I hear a voice, that voice, from somewhere in the back of my mind, I remember that voice, even though I cannot see the source of the voice, something inside of me tells me that I should no longer be tense and afraid, the voice seems to have a very calming effect upon me.

Suddenly, out from the shadows comes the source of the voice, it is him, the Arctic Wolf that helped me earlier, I suddenly find my voice.

"W-Where am I? More to the point who are you?”

The Arctic Wolf chuckles and gives his reply.

"Let me start by taking both of your questions and rearranging them, first, my name is Hammy, second, this is my cave, and the third question that I know you’re going to be asking, to wit am I friend or foe, the answer would definitely be friend. As for the Lynx who started this whole episode, well let's just say that he won't be joining any teen gangs for a while. Oh, by the way, remind me to never get on your bad side, just before you struck the final blow, I saw your eyes change, from helplessness and weakness, to pure unadulterated power and conviction, I knew there was a power laying dormant deep within you, but I was not expecting it to be quite so strong and powerful. You, my friend are going to turn into one damn fine Wolf, a Wolf that in years to come I will see on the front cover of some magazine and say with pride, I know that guy, he is my friend, but here I am rambling on, and I don't even know your name, so, what name do you go by?"

I take everything that Hammy has just said in, and make my reply.

"My name is Wolfern Steel, or Wolfie to my friends, I would like to thank you for coming to my rescue, if it hadn't been for you, I doubt that I would be here talking now"

Hammy just shook his head.

"You would not have taken much more, sooner or later, you would have brought your dormant power to the fore I merely coaxed it out sooner. Now, you say that your name is Wolfern Steel? I had dealings with a Wolverine Steel just three days since, is he some relation of yours?”

My ears perk up at the sound of Wolverine's name, a gleeful expression spreads across my muzzle.

"Wolverine is my brother, he is the very one whom I was looking for when I was set upon by those teens, please sir, tell me that you know where he is staying so that I may reunite with him, it has been nearly a year since I last saw him"

Hammy stands there with a look of shock on his muzzle.

"He is your brother? Of course, I should have made the connection; it's not every day that you meet two wolves with the same surname. Well, the good news is that he actually gave me the address where he is staying, it's not far from here, just a ten minute walk, but before you even think about doing the walk yourself, there is no way that I'm allowing that, you are still far too badly injured, I will go to the address and bring him back here, and then you can reunite with your brother"

With that, Hammy turns away from me and leaves the cave. He arrives back, some twenty minutes later, no sooner has he entered the cave, when a very emotional Wolverine charges passed him.

"WOLFIE, you are a sight for these sore eyes, I thought I had lost you forever, I searched for you in between doing my odd jobs but everyone I asked, hadn't heard of you, thinking that I had failed our mother, tomorrow I would have headed back to Julius's cave as a double failure, I would have failed to avenge our mothers death and I would have failed in looking after you"

I stand on my weak footpaws, and almost immediately slump forward as weakness overtakes me again, fortunately Wolverine is there to support me, he looks at my many injuries and growls his contempt towards the ones who caused my injuries. Wolverine helps me sit back down, then takes Hammy into another part of the cave, just out of my earshot.

"Okay Hammy, what happened? And I want the truth"

"The truth is, your brother was attacked by a group of teens for what little money he had, fortunately, they didn't get chance to take his money, as they were disturbed, by me, though in truth, your little bro handled himself admirably, he even took the instigator of the attack on and won. If he were my brother, I would be extremely proud of him, now, go to your brother, be with him, stay with him, you both have much catching up and healing to do, and don't worry about a place to stay and food, you may both stay here for as long as it takes"

Wolverine thanked Hammy for his kindness and headed back to my bedside.

"Well Wolfie, it seems that we have found a good friend in Hammy, though we still need to find that fur that used to be our father"

I look deep into Wolverine's eyes and speak.

"Our search is ended, I was taken in by a wolf who told me that he would give me a place to stay and food to eat, he was as good as his word, but what he didn't tell me was that he expected me to have sex with male furs for money, in short he became my pimp. I tried to leave as soon as I realised what was going on, but my escape was blocked by a huge naked horse. I knew that the only way for me to stay alive, was to go along with the plan, hoping that one day, I would make enough money to leave and stand on my own two footpaws. Three days ago though, I hit the mother lode, I was in my room waiting for my next client, he entered my room, the door was locked and I turned around to face him, you can imagine my surprise when I find out that my next client is none other than one Hero Steel, needless to say, he didn't last long, I literally cut his throat out"

Upon hearing my words, Wolverine threw his furry arms around me and hugged me for all that I was worth. I now noticed something that I had not seen in all me near seven years of life, Wolverine was crying, my brother, whom I thought did not have a weak bone in his entire body was crying, I was so relieved to be in the arms of my brother and to know that even though he was five years my senior, that he was still just a pup himself. 

True to his word, Hammy gave us food and shelter for what would be the next three weeks. Wolverine and I would talk at length on things that had happened to us, but in the back of my mind was just one thought, I had not only avenged our mothers death, I had also avenged the abuse that myself and Wolverine had suffered at the paws of Hero Steel.

Time moves on, Wolverine and I say our goodbyes to Hammy, assuring him that we will never ever forget him, and begin our journey back to Julius's cave, safe in the knowledge that we had taken what life had to throw at us and not only come through it, but come through it with flying colours.