Running, the feeling of my paws thudding against the damp soil of the Argaesian forest, and the wind breezing through my sleek grey fur. There are two parts of the Argaesian forest; the Wilderness and the Canopy. All sorts of strange and exotic beings are found in the wilderness. Many travelers, such as myself, are lured here to expirience its captivating landscapes. The trees are massive and house races of all kinds, most beings are passive while others are more vicious.
This part of the Argaesian forest is where I find myself spending most of my time, lounging around, running, hunting, and maybe occasionally escaping the security guards. I am the last Firstborn Virus after the Creators put an end to "Operation 'Guard Dog'". I was the one other Viruses that held unconditional loyalty to their Creators, despised. For myself, instead of showing loyalty to my Creator, I loathed her. I was the old-ball, the outcast, and even an alien among my species; I did not care. Infact I enjoyed living by my own rule, my choices, my life that is not controlled by freaks.
Thoughts fluttered through my mind as I kept up the quick pace, my luminous blood red eyes scoping the trees above me and catching faries flying around. Planting my paws into the soft soil of the forest floor, I come to a hault; my long, slender, coal-black ears perked up as I listened in on the surrounding noises made by nature.
My long, whip-like tail slithered around as I stood erect, my snout in the air sniffing the scents that filtered in the air. Tensing the muscles in my body as a luminous blue mist appeared around my paws, I began to absorb a portion of the forest's energy. Taking energy is always a favourite task of mine, the feeling of the energy serge threw my paws and up to my body; I gain power. Whenever a Virus absorbes energy from a source as plenitful as a forest, it's always dangerous to go over board with energy that one might not know what to do with it; destruction always follows.
After the absorbtion of the forest's energy, I shake my pelt- it felt so good. The best part about being a Firstborn is the climbing up walls; yes it's that big of a deal to me. I need to relax and let the rest of the energy process threw my entire body. Scaling a tree came with ease for me because of my claws peircing the wood like butter but holding a grip. I rest upon a large outstretched branch and let my body go limp, my limbs hanging on either side of the branch; full relaxation. My eyelids become heavy as I shut them and enter into my nap for the day.
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The vision I was in was blury, like a haze. It was dark and muggy wherever this was taking place, the scent of moss as if in a cave somewhere.
"What's the update on this?" A woman's voice that sounded so familar spoke.
"She'll be fully developed in a few more weeks ma'am." A man spoke.
"Good. She'll be the start of a whole new Era, a new beginning to the operation." The woman spoke again.
"And more. Though her DNA derives from-"
"Speak no further, it won't be the same." The woman cut him off.
What was the things DNA from? I'm so confused..
"Just have her ready when the time comes, she's going to be able to accomplish what we've never been able to do."
I could make out some of the shapes within the vacinity and could clearly see the man. He was wearing what looked like the Capitol attire. They must be creating something; something big. The man walked over to me, or what I think would be me, and then I felt a pinch.
The vision darkened from there.
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I woke up feeling groggy and unrested, as if I've been without rest for hours and hours. Lazily I shifted the postion I was in and tucked my limbs underneath myself and wrapped my slender tail around the branch for support.
I felt myself slowly relaxing again knowing that the Argaesian forest held many mysteries but one solved on was that the forest held peace and tranquillity to all whom dweal in it. All of this was interupted when the scent of something very delicious filled my sences making my mouth water. Food. I had not realized that time had pasted dramatically and my stomach was protestingto my laziness.
Jumping down from the branch and landing as if a cat would on all fours, I make my way towards the intoxicating scent that had my senses going wild. Flying like a speeding bullet through the forest, the only thing that would be able to keep up with me were the Faeries. I came to a hault when my fur began to stick up because now, I know where it was coming from. I was entering city limits. I would have to change into my human form from here; I was at the docks.
Blue mist starts to form around my paws forming them into hands and slowly as the mist made its way up my body, a human formation was happening. I had long luminous blue hair, just like the mist and my red eyes remained. Everything else looked human. Taking a step out and onto the wood boards that formed the walkway I cautiously made my way closer to the heavenly smell. I could see a group of Aura Fiends up a ways so I was entering enemy territory. Aura Fiends work for the Creators for land and food promised in the treaty after the grusome wars.
As I walk a little further, being nimble as possible, one looked my direction but I kept up my pace. The smell was coming from a pub that was apart of the board walk I guess. Opening the door and walking in, finding a table for myself I noticed that they had a large Merfolk on the table, pieces cut out and already eaten. This was a rare occasion to find people feasting on Merfolk since they were a rare catch. Merfolk are the most delicious creatures that live on Argaesa, though there are plenty roaming the seas, they are very powerful and are extremly hard to catch.
When one is caught, it is sold for a lot of money in the Capitol and only royal Creators and the richest of all are aloud to eat them. This, this is different, as if they were holding their party here but wy here? This isn't a place Creators like to visit because it's not modern or techy. I had to be quick if I were to steal a peice of the Merfolk for myself, it was going to be dangerous too. Leaving my table I made my way towards the large human fish and stood near it. Taking the knife gingerly, I slit myself a large chunk of the fin, the best part, and slid it into my pocket.
Through the kitchen was a back door and I would be free without anyone knowing I was here, so I backed up. As I was about to turn around, the pub's double doors opened up and then there she was. The Creator of all, the head of the business, the supreme; my Creator. Ribbon.
