Mewnien Monster

Prologue

"What's wrong with her?!" The woman looked down at the small baby in her arms. Pitch black eyes gazed back up at her, the silent baby's face appearing expressionless. Nonetheless, the child was alive, and healthy. 

"Nothing that we know of... That's just how she came out!" The man, this child's father, was pacing back and forth. He stubs his toe on the hospital bed, and curses. This causes the small baby girl to laugh. He glares at the child. 

"She looks absolutely evil, with those eyes..." The mother's nose turns up in disgust. She holds the child to the father, who takes her in his arms. His nose turns up a bit as well, though not as much as the mother's.

"They'll change with time. Baby's eyes usually turn from blue to their rightful color, remember? The same thing will happen with hers, my dear."

The woman nods, but he eyes show her doubt.

-----------------------------------------Two years later---------------------------------

There was shouting just outside the child's room. She was playing with the chain on her ankle, since that was one of the only things she could do, trying to block out what her parents were fighting about. However, as hard as she tried, the words drifted from under the door and to her ears.

"She has fangs for goodness sake! She's a monster! A freak!" The mother's voice rang out in a scream, and the words 'freak' and 'monster' echo in the child's ears.

"I know, dear, but-"

Her father's words are lost on her mother. "She speaks in some weird language! Probably a monster's language! She is a monster! Get rid of her, NOW!"

All is quiet for a few short moments. Then, so soft so that the child can barely hear them, her father speaks. "I'll take care of it."

The door opens with a click, and her father enters, key in hand. Tears burn at the child's eyes, and she opens her mouth to tell her father that she'll change, that she'll be normal. But the words that come out, he cannot understand. "Aif mat coider! Aif mat deyu jaun!"

Her father smiles sadly, shaking his head. But he cannot meet her eyes. Pulling a small, silver key from his pocket, he kneels by his daughter, unlocking the chains. He holds out his hand to her. "Come with me." 

Her tiny hand shakes, but she places it in his hand. He pulls her closer, producing his handkerchief from his other pocket. He ties it around her eyes, and gently tugs her to follow him. She does, knowing that he is her father, and would bring her somewhere safe, where she would be able to be herself. They must both be leaving her mother. 

She feels the cold breeze as soon as the door is opened. It sends goosebumps down her arms and all over her body. Her father mutters to her. "I'm going to lift you onto the horse." She nods, and feels his hands on her sides, lifting her onto the horse, just as he said he would. He clambers on behind her, and they're off.

The ride on the horse was a very long one. The child had lost all sense of direction by this point, and was extremely cold, with the wind blowing on her. After a little while, the makeshift blindfold was starting to become uncomfortable. But she says nothing. It was a long ride.

Long after the young girl had lost track of time, her father's arms jerk the reins, and the horse stops. It's much colder here- wherever 'here' was. Her father slides off the horse, and lifts her off as well. His hands are shaking as he unties her blindfold. 

He looks into her pitch black eyes, seemingly bottomless pits, and she looks into his brown eyes, which are slowly filling with tears. He pulls her into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry about everything." He shakes more visibly. "I'm sorry you were treated like that. I'm sorry about what I'm doing now." He sobs. "I'm sorry... that you never had a name." He releases her, and tears flow down his face. She understood what he was saying. But all of her responses were in some foreign language. So she said nothing, tears beginning to fill her eyes.

He stands, wiping his face with his sleeve, and turns his back on me. He clambers onto the horse, and the young child reaches out a hand. "Da?!" The only thing she could partially say in his language. He freezes, and starts sobbing. He spins the horse around, and rides off, out of sigh much too quickly. He hadn't wanted to leave his only child in the Forest of Certain Death, but he loved his wife too much to disagree with her.

The little girl started to cry. She was hopelessly lost, and all alone. And afraid. She starts to wander, hoping to eventually find her way home, but she only got more and more lost. Finally, the small girl gives up, falling onto her butt and crying. 

She didn't know how long she sat there, tears flowing and her body shaking. It might have been hours, or perhaps mere minutes. But someone heard her crying. He followed that sound, until he found the little girl, sobbing.

He was surprised. He hadn't seen many Mewniens out here- especially not one so small, and alone. He felt a sharp pang in his heart, and walked right up to her. A child couldn't be dangerous- especially not to someone like him. He was... invincible.

The little girl, sensing the close presence of someone, opened her eyes. She flinches from the tall man in front of her. No. Not man. Monster. He kneeled down, looking at her. He was startled at her pitch black eyes, but when she opened her mouth and whimpered- he saw the fangs.

He tuts. "You sure are different, aren't you? You look like a Mewnien, but have the eyes and fangs of a monster." He laughs, a sharp, harsh sound, but when she flinches, he quiets down. "Where did you come from?"

Her gaze flits over the tall lizard. She wanted to tell him that her father had abandoned her. She wanted to beg him not to eat her. "Da froi aif. Kain gurnet aif..."

The monster froze. He was shocked. How could a young child, only a year or two old, by the looks of it- possibly be speaking such an old, broken language? Only very old and highly educated monsters knew of that language. He blinks his yellow eyes down at the girl, and his gaze softens. He holds out his hand to her. "I won't eat you. My name is Toffee..."