It was early night night, just after midnight, as a young female troll ventured from the tree lines as she entered a clearing. Alone. Normally such young trolls like her wouldn't wander too far from their hives by the word of their lusis. But she was different. She was alone on this world, no lusis to look after her and insure she was safe from the dangers of the world.In fact she was lucky to be alive and at the age of 2 sweeps old at that, for she was a mutant. Blood burning brighter than anything she had ever seen and left abandoned in this cruel world. Unaware of how truly dangerous it is for one like her, for just beyond trees and brush fierce purple eyes, set behind heavily painted eyelids watched her like a howlbeast would a slab of meat.
With the slightest movement the young female whipped around, her skirt fluttering as her eyes looked around wildly, "Wh0's there?" She squeaked making the older grin. No low blood had that good of hearing, she must be high blood...right? "Please c0me 0ut. I'm n0t g0ing t0 hurt y0u." She called out softly pushing some of her hair from her face.
With a sickening grin the adult troll decided then to make himself known. "YoU mIgHt NoT MOTHERFUCKIN' hUrT mE. BuT i WoN't PrOmIsE." The Grand High Blood said taking pleasure in watching this little things entire being fill with fear as she tried to back away only to trip on her skirt and fall, scraping her hands on the jagged stones. "NoW lOoK aT wHaT yOu MoThErFuCkIn' DiD, i WANTED TO SPILL YOUR BLOOD." His voice rose with anger as he stared down at the trembling younger as she flinched away.
Summoning his deadly clubs he grinned widely as she cried out in fear and covered her face in a futile attempt to protect herself, when he saw it. Red. Her hand was glistening with an off spectrum, candy red. "WhAt In MaSsIaH-" He murmured staring at the cowering girl. He should have culled her instantly, he knew what she was but he had a more, revolting, idea.
With a flash his clubs were gone and he had her by her gently arching horns, ignoring her cries of pain he held her up to his painted face, "WhAt ThE mOtHeRfUcK iS yOuR nAmE mUtAnT?" He asked in a low growl, and when he only got whimpers in reply he grew angry and shook her, causing a pained cry, and howled "I SAID WHAT IS YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' NAME?!"
"KAL0NA! MY NAME IS KAL0NA!" The younger troll, Kalona, cried out as red tears stained her cheeks, she was set she was going to die here. "P-please let me g0." She whimpered daring to open her eyes as she tried effortlessly to break his iron like grip on her horn. She felt her nutrition sack as she looked into his fierce purple eyes that held a gleam of malicious intent as a wicked grin crossed his features.
"Oh No LiTtLe MuTaNt, I hAvE a MOTHERFUCKIN' BeTtEr IdEa. YOU ARE COMING HOME WITH ME!" Screaming the words HIghblood took twisted pleasure as this thing, this mutant, HIS Kalona shrieked in terror as he threw her over his shoulder and started lumbering away towards his palace of blood, ignoring her screams for help knowing none would come. This was his land after all.
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The Forgotten Mutant
FanfictieLife as a mutant is hard. Harder even without a lusis or proper knowledge of the outside world. For the young mutant blood Kalona, her life is about to get much harder when she wonders too far from home and is kidnapped by The Grand Highblood who to...