Chris and his friends are currently at the Sky's army's base to help stop a war against the sqiuds. They are really there to know Hithetarget where abouts. No one knows were Chris and Marice came from. They claim to have come from the village next o...
Chris walked through the quiet forest. He was in his wolf form and on high alert. After the attack, he decides to take extra precautions. His ears swiveled in all directions at every little sound. His eye darted back and forth at every bush. The birds were chirping and the animal ran around. Deer's and wolves walked together without a care in the world. He shook his head and chuckled at his self. Maybe he over reacting. Chris sat down by the river bank, little rabbits and small foxes sat by him. The animal felt and calm and safe aura coming from him. He laid down in the sun and soon fell asleep in the warm sunlight. A rabbits ear perked up, it nose twitched as it sniffed at the air. It turned tail and ran as it hear something coming towards them. The others animals ran away as they felt that eerie, dark aura come from HIM. The man who destroyed Chris's life stood over him. An evil grin stretch across his face as he lowered a needle, filled with a dark yellow liquid. Without warning he plunge the needle into Chris neck and slowly pushed the liquid into his blood stream. After the last drop of liquid was empty in Chris's blood stream, he stepped back to watch the poison take its course. Chris stirred in his sleep the poison slowly made his body paralyzed. Chris eyes flew open, He spread his wing, preparing to take flight. He only got 10ft off the ground before his body froze. He fell to the ground with a loud thud, it echoed in the empty forest. He looked up, he could barely keep his eyes open. He could just make out a figure standing over him. His nostril flared as he took in the scent of the air. It was HIM.HE stood over him, that same evil simile still on his face. He tried to move, but at last he couldn't, his vision blurred and his breathing slowed down. The man pushed his body into the river, Chris sank slowly, as large tentacle rose from the bottom. The tentacles grab hold of him dragging, him down even further. The world grew dark around him the last thing he heard was someone call his name.
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The boy woke up tired and fatigued as usual, his stomach growled wanting food. He got up and walked to the kitchen. 'What to eat' he thought, he soon settle with having 2 waffles, eggs and a banana. As he was eating he heard someone footsteps coming down the stairs. The person called his name "Chris, Chris," he looked up with a piece of waffle hanging out his mouth, to see Marcie running down the stairs with something behind he back. He quickly finish the waffle and waited for her to speak. "I got you something Chris," She said, as she jumped up and down with happiness. "Close your eyes," She said. Chris closed his eyes with a smile on his face. "Ok, you can open them now." When he open his eye the first thing he saw was a box with a bow on it. "What is it?" He asked looking up at her, but all he saw was black. Marcie slowly faded away, the room around his turn dark as he woke up from his dream.
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'My mother always said never trust someone you don't know. Oh how I should have listen to her. Waking up every day in a dark room isn't always great, the only light coming from the glass window on the door. The chain around my body keeps me from ever getting up. They restricted my movement and breathing. I was always left barely even getting my lungs full of air. I can't move, I can't lay down, I can't even fall asleep. The collar around my neck shocks me every time I try. I wonder to myself 'Will I be able to leave, to breath in fresh air not this rancid air were it always smells of death.'
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The door began to open, the blinding slowly spilled in to my cold dark room. The light fell from the wall and into my eyes, blinding me. Without me knowing a man stepped into the room and stab me with a needle. The needle was filled with dark yellow, almost black liquid. The man quickly exited the room as I tried to process what happen. I sat there blinking rapidly trying to get rid of the black dots covering my vision. I didn't take notice of the shot until now. A searing pain stated at my left shoulder, I felt it go two different way. A sharp stinging pain soon develop at my chest. I could feel my wound reopening. I could feel the warm blood slide down my skin and make my red shirt a darker red. It dripped on to the floor constantly never stopping or slowing down.
The blood pouring out my chest felt thick and sticky. I made my skin crawl as it rolled all the way down my chest onto my leg and land on the floor. A pulsated pain started on my left eye, causing me to close it. I felt the warm blood trickle down to my chin then slowly fall onto the floor. 'Why?' I thought. Black spots covered my vision and my head swam. I could feel nausea come over me, I swayed in my seated position. I could feel the bile fill up my throat. A sour and copper taste filled my mouth as I throw up my lunch and something else. I looked where I throw up see a red and black liquid in the floor. I then heard a laugh fill the room. Was it me, no it was HIM. I looked up at the window, the only source of light in this room. HIS coal black soul-less eyes stared at me. HIS cruel, sinister simile on his face. He laughed at my sorrow my misery, my pain.
