Fury

Chapter 1 Awaken

A boy lays on the ground with red hair that naturally coils back into long but thin dreads, and two broken horns that would face upwards from the sides of his head. Instead they're both jagged and end before passing the top of his skull. He lacks a shirt and shoes, but wears dirty ragged pants with holes in multiple places. His eyelids snap open to reveal golden slitted eyes. He moves his head around to observe the area he lays in; full of trees and harmless animals scattering about.

He isn't sure where he is or how he got here in the first place. All he knows...is that he must kill. He must. For he is hungry.

He sits up with a growl from both his stomach his throat. He opens his mouth in an instinctive snarl, revealing the jagged canine teeth that reside inside it.

His eyes latch onto a bunny, jumping around the forest peacefully. He quickly gets into a crawling position and pounces head first, chomping down on the bunny before biting off chunks of meat. It didn't even try to run. It's like it never even had the experience having to escape a predator in the first place.

The boy goes on a rampage, snatching and snarling at little critters with a vengeance until his hunger is staved. His mouth is running red with blood of the innocents, and he seems to have no intention of wiping any of it off. But he's not satisfied yet. It was too easy. He needs more. Something more.

He sprints through the woods with a rampant smile on his face, and his teeth stained red by the blood of the innocents. The world turns into a blur around him as he forgets the burn in his chest and allows the rush to consume him. Trees whizz by him every second as everything around him starts to become darker in comparison. The trees, the leaves, the grass. From rich green to an oaky brown. As a misty fog lowers itself to the ground, the boy can hear growls of enemies in the bushes.

He refuses to run from this challenge. Even when the fog becomes so thick that he can barely see his own hand right in front of him.

Footsteps! Behind him. He quickly turns around just in time to see an open set of jaws ready to snap shut over his head. He jolts back enough to see them chomp down on against air, but the rest the body slams against him. It's heavy enough to bring him down to the floor, but he refuses to submit. He wrestles against the dog until he's the one on top and starts beating it against its head.

It takes a few swings for him to notice he isn't doing much damage, but it's already too late by then. A second one pounces from the mist and knocks him to the ground again. This time it's able to get a good grip on his arm, but the pain isn't enough to cloud his mind. When the one he had pinned down gets back up, before it can join in on the fight, the boy raises his arm and slams the two dogs against each other. They both whimper in pain, but the one stuck to his arm refuses to loosen its grip. That's fine.

He brings his arm and the dog in front of him before slamming it down on the ground. He grabs one of its legs and yanks it to the side. The dog releases his arm when it starts whimpering squirming around pain. "Fool," He says with a smile before three more pop out of the fog together. He wasn't ready for this.

He leaps over one and lets it pass under him harmlessly, but the other two are still a threat at the moment. With a mischievous smile, as both dogs open their maws to take a bite out of him he readily forces his arms down their throats as far as he can. He grabs their tongues before they can back away and wrenches them out of their mouths with all of his might. They both fall limp to the floor while the remaining dog witness it. He notices the fog quickly dying as the dog backs away slowly. Its head is turned down in shame before running off and leaving its dead comrades behind.

The boy licks his lips as he looks over the meal he just made for himself. He's already full off all the critters he snaked off earlier, but there's something else he's drawn to in the chests of the creatures. He uses his retractable claws to dig through the dogs' chests until reaching glowing with the texture of stone. He shrugs before throwing each one in his mouth and crushing them to pieces — letting them disintegrate into nothing.