Abyss of the Fallen Angel (Rogue Cheney x OC Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Rogue's POV:

The stale scent of death still lingered in the cave even after it was over. I killed him. Because I couldn't let him suffer. I just couldn't bare to see him so weak like that. But truthfully, I didn't want Death to be the one to take him. I wanted to be the one who did it because I feared that if anyone else did it, I would never remember him again. Skiadrum is... Was the best parent a boy could have. Of course, I suppose I don't actually remember my parents by blood all that well but Skiadrum never had a need to tell me. And besides, I never wanted to know them.

But now, my only family was gone and I don't have a home anymore. But, what good was I if I just sat around. I was nothing more than an open target. Skiadrum's words echoed in side my head even now.

A dragon who never moves is a dragon who doesn't have a clue. And dragons who are too dumb are dragons who will die without anyone knowing. That was the law all shadow dragons. Don't be seen, smelled, or sensed and the enemy will die first.

So, I left. I gave one last hug on Skiadrum's cold body. And then put up the strongest barrier I could outside of the cave. I didn't want anyone to disturb my father.

And then I was gone.

***

It's been three days. Three days since I killed my father. The cave, the forest, and the mountain were long gone. And here I was walking. Skiadrum once told me of a place with people like me. Humans, he would call them. He said that I should be considerate and never let them know about my power.

"Why?" I would ask.

"Because you are a dragon slayer," Skiadrum would respond. " You are a part of me, Rogue. And the other.. Humans don't know me the way you do. They see me as a scary beast. And they will kill you if they know you are related to me. Do you understand?"

I understood. And I would listen. Because if they found out, I would die, just like an injured rabbit who has appeared into the gaze of a snow leopard. But if I can act swiftly and cunningly, I will become the hunter. The one who stalks from the shadows.

As I followed the river that twisted and turned around the mountain, an odd scent wafted into my lungs. I was suddenly aware of something new. I looked up and it happened. The frozen rain fell from the sky. (Later, I found that it was called snow). But it was summer, July to be exact. Snow in winter was how it was supposed to go. Even if the mountain was always cold, there never was any frozen rain year round. So, what was it? Another smell invaded my system and I gasped.

I frantically swiveled my head around, not daring to move more in fear I would alert it, no. Her.

A female was approaching.

I never was good around girls. Even the female animals scared me. Skiadrum would always make fun of me for it, but he said it was natural because I was still young. But what was a five year old supposed to do about it? (Seven years later, the answer would become 'jacking off'). A giggle abruptly interrupted my train of thought. I whirled to the source only see a little girl running away laughing.

I froze. I stopped. I panicked. I screamed.

"AIYAAHH!" What happened next? I cried. The girl turned back and came up to me with a confused look. My own face was stone-like in horror.

She was short and had long black hair with what seemed to be highlights made of actual flowing water. And on her back were black feathers; wings like those of my father. Around her neck laid a pendant of charred wood in the shape of a wolf. Her eyes were the peculiarly odd. Where her left eye was brown, her right was soaked in green.

"Are you... Okay?" she asked. I didn't respond. "And you're not from around here, right?" I nodded. She laughed. It was the most terrifying experience next to Skiadrum being constipated.

"Please don't hurt me," I uttered. She blanched and looked at me.

"You really aren't from around here."

Before I could stop myself, I shouted it. "I am! I'm from on top of the mountain where my daddy and I lived!" I immediately covered my mouth. Yup, definitely need to work on the whole 'don't let your enemy know anything about you' until you are absolutely positive that an ally is present.

"The... Mountain?" she answered slowly. "I see. You're from up the river then." Her eyes narrowed and she looked at the ground, almost in pity. It wasn't a question. She knew. "The name's Serpex... And you're Rogue."

She knew my name. No one but Skiadrum knows me. So why? What now?

Run. I ran. I ran away as fast as I could. I tried to go shadow form but I was scared. I couldn't concentrate on anything and just fled. This girl, Serpex the... Something, she called out after me. But she did not chase me in pursuit. When I figured that the distance between me and her was sufficient, I stopped. Only then had the adrenaline rush subsided and my muscles burned with never ending pain. I couldn't breathe. The newly fallen snow filled my vision and the cold seeped into my skin. I went numb and sleep crept into my eyes.