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There are no hunters tonight. None that search for me and find their demise. The feeling is both assuring, yet also annoying. I had enjoyed the fights, the hunts of prey and predators had back and forth with one another. Yet now there is no one to openly face me. Now I am free to hunt as I please.


The soldiers were weak to me, and those that wander at night are even easier than that. There was no joy in hunting such weak prey, none whatsoever. Even those that fought back were still weak and quickly killed. I have nothing against those I hunt either, I have never seen them before. However if my leash were to slip even just a little, I know a few faces I'd gladly rip to pieces. I suppose it's only a matter of time before my host becomes tired of them like I am. I must simply wait for nature to speak its whim.

Yet even still that day is not guaranteed. Soon those soldiers will come for my host regardless, and I must fight them off to survive. I fly out over the city until I am beyond its reach. On the outskirts, sitting surrounded by mountains and a sea, sits the base I've been stuck in for host after host. I perch on a highland near the base and look down upon it.

Were I to charge in there now I'd be dead, even asleep my host can still somewhat resist the urge to harm. My motions would be slower, and weaker, and I cannot protect my host with my form as effectively. I would be overrun, and we would die. I would take a new host and be stuck in that place for years to come. 

However were we to be put back into the base and my host wanted to leave as I did. I cannot help the smile that grips my lips, host, and spirit in perfect harmony, my true strength would be revealed. No one there would have a single hope of stopping me. I could free the other dark spirits that are captured, and dark spirits would wander the lands as we should. 

The idea makes me shiver, yet I needed to be patient. I needed to wait for my host to be ready, then and only then would she allow me to run wild. Then and only then would we reap carnage upon this place. 

I've already killed over a dozen tonight, I need not hunt anymore. Not that it would be enjoyable anyways. In due time I would have my fun. In due time I would make them rue the day they chained and toyed with Rava the dragon. Every single last one of them. 

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