SHORT HAIR CREATURES || PJM

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Lee Beyol, the woman who gathered the little girls. The previous leader of Savannah kingdom.

She was caressing the little girl's hair who was no older than ten years old. "So, every kid had their own mommy and daddy?" Asked little Y/N, sleep slowly entering her eyes. But she was fighting is off. She wanted to listen to Mothe Byeol's story. Or more like telling her about how life used to look before the deadly disease took over earth.

"Yes, sweetie. Everyone had a house and in it they lived with their mom and dad." The woman explained.

"Did I have a mom and dad too?" Y/N asked, he full of hope eyes twinkling like little stars. Byeol's heart ached for the little girl. Knowing her sad pat filled her eyes with rage and tears.

"Yes, baby. You had mom and dad too." She answered the little girl.

"Then where are they? Why didn't they come to hide with me?"

Beyol sighed. How was she to tell this little one about her parents? How can she tell her about something so heartbreaking without breaking her heart?

"Your mommy went to heaven, my dear one." She tried to explain.

"Heaven? The place you told me about?"

"Yes, the one I told you about. The one that is filled with pretty flowers."

"Then what about daddy? Is he there with my mommy too?" The little girl asked.

Lee Beyol sighed yet again. "It is late, Honey. You should sleep, you have training tomorrow."

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"Mother Byeol." The 15 years old Y/N called her leader, "Are you ready for the training?" She was standing in front of the door of the leader's room. When she heard no response, she knocked again.

But again, there was no response.

Y/N frowned. Their leader was never like that. Every day, by the time she reaches her room, she is already waiting outside for her. They together go the arena where they do combat training as well as other stuff that Byeol taught them all like any mother would teach her daughter. And Y/N had other training since she was selected to be the next leader. She was strongest and most confident out of them all. So, she was suitable for that position.

Y/N opened the door, and she froze on her spot.

The window of her room was shattered, and the items were thrown around as if someone had used to them to defend themselves. However, that was not what made Y/N freeze. It was the sight of her leader, tied down on a chair in the middle of the room.

A cloth was stuffed into her mouth and tears had soaked her cheeks. She was shaking her head no aggressively, trying to tell Y/N something.

But Y/N failed to get what she wanted as her breathing quickened, panicking. She saw that someone else was the room. It was a man, based on how Byeol had described them. But he was no ordinary man.

He was infected. He was a Rondirik.

He had red and blur veins all over his face, some parts looked like they were bitten off by wolve. And some parts were rotten and filthy. And he smelled like absolute shit. Maybe even worse than that.

He was Rom. Rondiriks leader.

He was known for his aggressive filthy acts. Destroying whatever came in front of him. When Beyol told Y/N about him, she wished she never knew about him. She was envy of her friends who never learnt about him. But Y/N had to know about him. She had to learn and know about everything.