Superbeing

Chapter 1 - Chase

On that fateful day, I snuck out of the house. At the tender age of 10, I did not fully understand the dangers of the night. At this time of the night, when my parents had fallen asleep, I crept of his house, taking care to make sure the door was left only slightly open so that I may return. Checking that nobody was watching, and confirming that the road was clear, I ran down the street towards the woods. The woods were dark and the night was cold, but I ran on, straight towards his destination under a large tree that stood proud in the centre of the woods. It was here that we first met, me and my brotherhood, and it was here on this very night that we had agreed to camp in the woods as a test of courage.

 But I didn’t make it there.

 As I ran, a figure sprang from within the bushes that lined the rocky path. It was dark and I could not see, yet I was fairly sure that he could make out a large hand which had been clamped over his mouth and a white grin which pierced the darkness before the world turned black.

 When I woke up, it was not in my room like I had thought it would be. I was in some sort of cave in some strange forest. I looked around to see an area that seemed to have been occupied by someone. Or something. The sky was a deep black, the stars twinkling with their shining beauty. There was no moon, and the night was cold. Freezing. I trudged back into the cave, looking for something other than this jacket to protect me from the cold. But something caught my eye. Skulls. I then knew that I had to get out from wherever the hell I was. I did. And I did not take my time doing it, because behind me I heard the bushes rustling as something emerged. It turned out to be a wolf, its long tongue hanging loosely from its mouth. Its teeth were long and sharp, and judging from the red colour, they had recently been busy. Its menacing eyes searched the cave left and right, its nose sniffed desperately for the scent of something. Or someone. Presumably me. So I turned and ran.

 As I ran, I realised the mistake I made. The sound of running feet was clearly audible in the quiet forest. At once, the wolf started after me, its powerful muscles causing it to gain on me with incredible speed. I panicked. Dodging the branches that were dotted left and right in my path, I charged forwards into a bush where I crouched, waiting for the wolf to pass. And it did. But this animal was not stupid, because it stopped just metres away from where I stood, sniffing the air for my scent. I backed up slowly, not wanting to make a sound, as the wolf inched closer and closer to my hiding place. It seems it had noticed where my scent was coming from, and was heading over to check it out.

 Suddenly, its head shot up as he heard the sound of my hand snapping a twig. Damn. I got up and ran. Again. But this time, there was no hope for me. A beast was charging behind me and in front of me, was an open path. No bushes to hide in, no trees to slow it down. I was finished. I ran with the last of my strength. I felt it ooze out of me with every strength, drained by ground on which I was running on. I slowed down and turned around to see how far the wolf was. Bad idea. I turned to see the wolf crouching low, ready to pounce on me, its prey. I froze in fear.

 As it leapt towards me, something miraculous happened. As the wolf leaped throw the air, a flying object came rushing through it, whistling as it pierced the air, and then right through the wolf’s belly. The wolf did not even have time to react as the life went from it, its suddenly lifeless body just a heavy mass which landed right on top of me with a thud. I fell to the floor heavily, and at the instant my head touched the ground, my world was plunged into darkness.