⚜️ The Original Tribrid ⚜️

Chapter 2

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{Three Years Later; 990 A.D.}

Running through the forest with a giggle is Klaudia who had grown much in just three years. Rather than a dress the females in the villages wore, Klaudia wore a tunic over brown pants, brown boots, and brown leather cuffs on her wrist. Her hair is styled in a side-braid behind her ear.

Today she wanted to make something special for her baby sister and has the right tools for it. Arriving at a tree with a tree hole. The perfect hiding spot to store her collection she has gathered over the years. Inside it is stored various rare minerals like colorful geode rocks she found deep in the caves, some carved figurines made from the white oak tree, like the small knight figurine she gave to Rebekah on that stormy knight, but best of all a handmade brush and carved wooden bowl.

"Rebekah is going to love it." Klaudia chirped in delight. She goes to gather some fresh blueberries and begins to grind them with a stone. Once the berries have been turned into paste, Klaudia dipped her brush and smiled at the blue color. She reaches for thin piece of wood and draws on it. Just as she was about to draw a figure with her imagination she hears a battle cry from afar.

Klaudia feels her heart race as she recognize the angry cry. It was her father. She heard he and men from the village were off to do battle with other neighbor villages who happen to be their enemies. The human kind, not the werewolves as they stayed away from them. Klaudia knew it was a bad idea to go check it out where her father is involved but curiosity got the best of her and she placed her equipment down. She travelled deep into the woods and hears the cries grow louder, mixed with swords clashing. There was the sound of horses running too.

Arriving at the scene, Klaudia gulped. Laying on the ground or resting against the trees were dead bodies of seven men covered in wounds, blood, or had some of their limbs severed. This was the first time she witness dead bodies from a battle. The sight was horrific. One day when she and her brothers are older, her father will have them be set off to fight against other enemy villages, though her father had his doubts with her of being worthy of a warrior to protect her village.

It was best to leave now as who knows if there are other men waiting to attack when one of the men who had a sword impaled to a tree coughed. He was still alive but barely! Klaudia feels her throat go dry. The dying man raised his head and sees her. He outstretches his arm with a pleading look in his eyes. "Please...help me. Please."

Should she help him? He was already dying and posed no threat. Klaudia took one step back, thinking it was cruel to leave him to slowly die and be claimed by death and go straight to Valhalla as he is going to die due to battle and not Hel. But perhaps she should...end is misery as he was suffering with a sword in his gut. Before Klaudia can make a decision, she hears approaching footsteps. She turns around to believe it was an enemy but it was not that. It was worse.

Her father.

In his presence, Klaudia's heart stops and breathing races at the sight of Mikael. He seemingly ignores her as he walked by and takes his sword out. Mikael was dressed in armor, hair tied when he fights. The impaled man panics fearfully and begs for mercy but Mikael waste no time and impales the man with his sword, ending his life. Klaudia stared in shock of how her father showed no mercy to the weak or dead.

Once that was over, Mikael spun his attention at his daughter with rage in his eyes and points his blood covered sword at her. "You would show mercy to an enemy?!" He shouts.