Myth and the Monster

Myth

One cold, stormy, dark November night, Myth went for a walk in her Arctic fox form. She was looking for food to eat. She listened into the dark forest with her sharp ears. She heard scuttles from a mouse. She crouched down and went after it quietly. The mouse's ears swiveled around and heard Myth coming. The mouse scurried off. "Hmmmm," Myth though. "Maybe I wasn't so quiet after all." She went after the mouse running. She was gaining on the mouse.

Then the mouse stopped. Myth skidded to a stop. She looked at the mouse and said, "Why did you stop?" "Why are you following me?" asked the mouse. "Well I need food to survive," said Myth. "Well, predator, you are about to enter my domain which you will not like at all," said the mouse. "Why won't I like it?" asked Myth. "Because this is not a good place for animals like you," said the mouse. "I'm not an animal," said Myth. "I'm an animagus." "What is that?" asked the mouse. "It's complicated to explain," said Myth. "Ok then," said the mouse. "Call me Myth, mouse," said Myth. "Nice to meet you Myth. I'm Lola," Lola said. "Nice to meet you Lola." said Myth. Lola led Myth into her domain. As they went in, Lola's eyes started going red and her voice became raspy, deep, and sounded like two people instead of one person.

Myth looked around at her surrounding. "Where am I?" she thought to herself. "Lola?" Myth asked. "Where are we?" Lola replied, "You are in my domain and there is no escape!" Myth looked at Lola with fear. "What do you mean there is no escape?!" Myth asked. "Exactly what it sounds like, Myth." Lola said. "We have been waiting for you to come." "What do you mean you've been waiting for me?" Myth asked with fear. "Just that, my dear," Lola said. Lola stared into Myth's eyes. Myth shuddered from what she was seeing. Her eyes started going from ice blue to blood red/black. "Now, you are one of us, Myth," Lola said. Myth was trying to fight control over herself. "No. No I am not. I am one of you," Myth said boldly. Myth finally got control over herself and stares at Lola shaking with anger.

"You will pay for this, Lola," Myth said. She lunged at Lola and killed her. "See. Look what you made me do, Lola!" Myth said. Myth's eyes ever since then have turned blood red/black when she gets mad. Myth never liked getting mad but when she did, she lost control over herself. She was a brutal beast when she was angry and killed anyone who made her mad. When it was daytime, Myth was human. At night, she was an Arctic fox. Whenever Myth was hunting at night, she would often go to other children's houses and kill them. She never liked doing that but her anger kept on controlling her. She hated going into her Arctic fox form but it was a curse that had taken over her since she was a little child. Whenever she was her human self she would cry for those she killed. She never liked being mean. She was only mean when someone or something made her really mad.

One night, while Myth was hunting, she heard laughter. She followed the sound and it led to a small, neat, cute village. "What is this place?" Myth asked herself. "Well, whatever this place is, it's a good food source." she said to herself softly. She snuck across the ground quickly and nimbly. She thought she was going to succeed but after a few moments, someone saw her with her blood red/black eyes and screamed. Myth looked at the person and snarled. It turned out to be a little girl. Myth lunged at the little girl and the whole village saw what was happening. Everyone screamed and ran off into the woods. Myth killed the little girl for screaming and went after the others. She found them all and killed them. She felt so much better that her eyes went back to ice blue. She was surprised when she saw what happened. She ran off with fear. "What is happening to me?" she asked herself. "This is not me! What am I going to do now? I'm killing everyone!" She raced off into the night and was never seen again. Some people have began to believe that Myth was dead. Some say they still hear Myths howls at night and her cries in the day. Everyone went looking for her. They searched in the places where they had last heard her but she was never there. They searched high and low for her but still, she was never there where they thought she was. Myth often saw when they were looking for her. She always left the place where they were looking for her. Sometimes, she let someone see her. Then she would always run off. When someone said, "I saw the monster that went around killing everyone," others never believed them.