The First Calling (PRP, Faust)

[Sargy [Jigg]]

Jiggsaw’s mind had changed.
There was no doubt about it.
No longer he lived to kill the humans. He found he enjoyed living in a…he dared to say it…pack. Of course, there long term attempts would be to destroy the life-changing humans, but part of him wanted to stay as a pack, not an army, even after the battle.

If they survived.

The brute trudged through the undergrowth, staring at the ground, brow furrowed in deep concentration.
As the ground beneath his feet began to deepen, and Jiggsaw began to sink into it more and more, it was obvious he was nearing the swamp that lay within the P4 grounds. He slowly lifted his scarred face and stared, his fanged mouth slightly open, to look at the swamp, his mind not actually thinking about it at all.

We need to work together, if we are ever to destroy the humans.

He sat, sinking slightly into the mud, his long, scruffy fur splattered in it. He had not met half of his army, but he doubted that would matter. There were plenty of hellions out there he didn’t know, perhaps they were searching for P4, maybe avoiding it, or maybe they hadn’t even heard of it.
Caring little about them at the moment, he focused his thoughts on the one hellhound who he had disliked from the start. Faust…
Jiggsaw let out a tiny snarl at Faust’s disloyalty, but let it pass. Faust had learnt his lesson, Jigg hoped, and now they could not make do with subordinates. They needed workers, hellhounds with jobs, professions…

He had in mind a job he would give to Faust, but he wondered if it suited him. Faust seemed eager to leave the land sometimes, but Jiggsaw did not know if he would ever return.
He closed his eyes, claws digging into the ground. He decided at last.

He would have to trust ‘blueboy’, and hope that he returned, when Jiggsaw sent him on his new job.
He rose his head, and threw up the wind in his lungs in a mangled howl, with a single meaning.

I call you now, Faust, forgive my past dislike of you, come, you are needed greatly.

He finished abruptly, decided and done. And stood, pacing, waiting for Faust to come.

Faust, Josephine, Sabre…I shall go to you each in turn. Be Ready.

[Faust]

Faust's eyes widened when the call reached his ears, and he grow fearful in that moment. This meant he'd have to tell him what happened, by the Gods he didn't want to.

I call you now, Faust, forgive my past dislike of you, come, you are needed greatly.

The corner of the hounds mouth twitched with disbelief. "Lies all lies" he thought allowed as he made the short trek back to the leader. He could not believe any of it.

As Jiggsaw came into view Faust quickly hid all sign of emotion from his face.

"You called Leader." He muttered softly.

[Sargy [Jigg]]

Jiggsaw turned his head, hearing the familiar sounds of the Blue hellion’s mutterings. “Excellent, you came. ” He gestured at the soft, marshy ground, “Sit.” The King sat himself, and in not waiting for the other to do the same, he flicked his ears back (his metal one giving a slight creak) and began his little speech he had organized.

“Faust. It is more than obvious that you are eager to leave these lands at times. Though you came here on your own accord, to join the hellion reign, to destroy the humans, and an Army cannot have subordinates, there would be too many members running around doing nothing.” He shot a glance at Faust. No, Faust hadn’t been running around doing nothing, Jiggsaw knew of his meetings with many a female, but decided not to bring them up. “I regret not giving you a rank, though I think you have learnt a lesson. A small lesson, yes, but a lesson all the same.”

He straightened up, watching Faust closely, viewing his drooping stance. “Before I give you rank, you must learn to show your dignity, you are a hellhound, not a common pet, sit up.” Jiggsaw did so himself, puffing his deep chest out and making his ears sit straight up on his head. “Faust, the others I named without fuss, some, I think now, did not deserve the ranks I gave them…only some…but you, now, I realize how hard-headed you can be. It makes a good hellhound. By the gods now, I name you Head Messenger.” He stared at Faust, his pink eyes locking into Faust’s red. “But can I truly trust you with this responsablity?”

[Faust]

Faust nervously straightened up as Jigg had requested not wanting to offend the male. He was rather surprised, and somewhat unhappy about the position he was in. Believe it or not he wanted to see his kids when they were born and being Messenger kinda got in the way of that. However Faust nodded his head as if excepting the offer.

"Thank you sir." He said softly. "But before I can do anything else I must tell you something."

He felt his body shaking now. How pathetic he was, this was why his brothers were still in that place. 'The Gods damn you Faust.' He thought to himself darkly.

"I-I am to be a father soon." The blue beast stated weakly, so much so that he wondered if Jiggsaw had heard. "P-please, if punish meant is to come l-let it all fall on my shoulders."

His eyes where darting around now. God he wanted to do something else right now, something that was not all to well for his quivering body.

[Sargy [Jigg]]

But before I can do anything else I must tell you something..

Jiggsaw tilted his shaggy head questioningly. He half knew what he expected to hear. He reckoned it was something to do with the females Faust had been ‘visiting’. But he hadn’t expected anything like this…

I-I am to be a father soon, P-please, if punish meant is to come l-let it all fall on my shoulders..

Jiggsaw’s eyes widened, “Oh…” He murmured. He shifted over to Faust and placed a large paw upon his shoulders, in an almost human way. “ You shall not be punished. Only someone as cruel as the humans would do more, I see you are being punished enough just by telling me, and experiencing the fright of being a father…”

He sighed and looked down. “ I was once…a long time ago…”

Happy yelps, non-creaking limbs, friends, family…

Jiggsaw’s breaths became harsh as his past flashed before him. He shook it off vigorously and murmured to Faust again. “ Head Messenger, Faust. That is you. I trust you. During your outings you my visit your family, maybe even bring them to meet the others.”


(Ugh. Crap.)

[Faust]

"I-I won't have to be sidetracked during my work, seeing as it is on of the females in the Pa..I mean army sir." Faust said feeling lower then dirt now. He'd be killed for sure now, and he made his submission know.

'Coward!' His mind screamed at him in fury, as if it was ashamed to be in his body. However it was right, and he only had himself to blame. His actions had made him like this, it was his fault for being so... Worthless. Cause thats what he was wasn't it. The humans told him so, his master told him so.

And Masters were always right.

"But it wasn't Sadae sir, it was Josephine."

No, the blind girl had nothing to fear from him. She was far too... He didn't know what word to use.

[Sargy [Jigg]]

(I probobly won't be able to post today, I'll get round to it tommorow. Sorry for the holdup. )

[Faust]

((It's fine .))

[Sargy [Jigg]]

I-I won't have to be sidetracked during my work, seeing as it is on of the females in the Pa..I mean army sir..

“Ah, Faust. We become more like a pack everyday…” He sighed and stood, shaking his head despairingly, his slightly-hunched back curving as he positioned himself into a stance, staring at the sky, his brow furrowed.
“ Yet you say it’s a female in the Army?” He questioned. It better not be-

But it wasn't Sadae sir, it was Josephine.

THANK GOD. Jiggsaw breathed a sigh of relief which he passed for a sigh. He hated to trust himself with the feelings he felt about the Patrol Organizer. “Of course, Faust, I would have preferred if you had consulted me before-hand, but of course, Faust, destiny sometimes chooses it’s paths for us. Josephine will be looked after well, I have a message for you. You must go to Induske Valley, find the Indoc Pack’s leader, speak with him or her, tell them this “King Jiggsaw knows of the Indoc Pack, and suggests an Alliance. If the time comes when the humans are a larger threat than ever, to either Indoc or P4, we could assist each other. Regards.” But before you leave on your journey, Head Messenger, Go to Josephine. Say your farewells. ”

He stood to leave, and turned to look at Faust. “Good Luck.”

[Faust]

Faust wondered if Jiggsaw felt something for the black and red hellhound. There was a hint of relief that came over the Leader's face when he realized it wasn't her Faust was talking about. However it was none of his concern and the thought was pushed away.

More importantly he'd been asked to go to the Indoc Pack lands. If he wasn't mistaken that was close to where he'd...'Oh God.' He felt like vomiting but he pushed it back down. Honestly he didn't want to go, but he needed to do his job. He could finally do something right with his life and he wasn't about to give that up. What were the chances of that female even being around, what were the chances of her leader even caring. After all what leader didn't keep his pack in check, it was partly the female's fault for being of her land.

Jiggsaw kept better tabs on his subordinates, he even know when Faust left the pack for his own 'needs'.

"I will get on the job right away sir. Your message will get to them will get to the leader safely in less then four days time." He said to Jiggsaw. "One last thing. If he refuses to join what should I do?"

[Sargy [Jigg]]

Jiggsaw stood, stretching his forelegs in a similar way to that of a cat. He began to shake himself down of the mud that had collected on his thick fur during his chat with Faust.

I will get on the job right away sir. Your message will get to them will get to the leader safely in less then four days time.

“ Excellent. ” Jiggsaw spoke, again, and flicked his ears back as he realized Faust wasn’t done speaking.

One last thing. If he refuses to join what should I do?

Jiggsaw stared at Faust for a long, long time. His albino eyes sinking into Faust’s red. At last, after what seemed like an age, he turned around and began to walk off, speaking to Faust as he did so. “ Tell him, if he does refuse, that he is a fool, and will regret it…” There was a hint of anger in his voice, an anger that had not bean there since the last Gathering. “…someday…”

With that he leapt out of the groggy land, and into the thickness of the jungle.

Sabre…be ready.

(Ugh. Crap.)