Time To Change

Chapter 1~ Meeting the dreaded

Silver POV ~Flashback~

Twigs hit my five year old face while running through the misty forrest. Stumbling into a clearing I turn around to see the thing I was running from, a wolf as black as night, with glowing blood red eyes.

Stepping forward menacingly it growls, I crawl backwards trying to get away from that.. thing. Every inch I get away, it gets a foot closer, I know my fate but am still determined to live as long as I can.

Suddenly the strangely corrupt wolf stops, and I hear the sickening cracks and tears of bones breaking and skin tearing. Standing before me is a large man with short midnight black hair staring menacingly down at me.

"Do you know who I am child?"

"N-no, a-all I kn-know is that your n-not like my-my.. friends" I stutter.

"I am the arch-demon of the Otherworld, the ruler of the most powerful army of demons you will ever come across" he boasted while his voice echoed hauntingly throughout the forest, maybe my pack would hear him and come for me. HA who am I kidding, they all hate me after I supposedly killed my mom and dad because they worried about me more than them while another pack fought us for our territory.

"I am here to train a successor, for I have served far too long, my time I am afraid, is running short, so I shall bestow my wonderful powers on a mortal, and guess who I have chosen!" He smiles as if I am actually lucky for him to pick me. "You will grow to be a strong man, and an influential one, one that can protect himself and his people, sure you will be turned into a demon but such a small price to pay for such a wondrous gift!" He beams and walks closer to where I have been sitting slowing attempting a failed escape.

Placing his burning hands onto either side of my face, he closes his eyes and almost instantly I feel a rush of what feels like molten lava cascade over my whole body, being five, my body couldn't handle the pressure and I proceeded to pass out.

I am Silver Thompson and this is my story.