The story of Fractured takes place in a world of technologically advanced humans and a wolf like people with powers of blood, shadow and Lunar called Lupi. The story follows the character of Agnello and his pack who go on a journey of revenge after...
Beauty. It's something that many of us pursue. Either as something for us to become or as something seek for ourselves in others to bring us comfort and desire. Many see beauty as the look of innocence. That something that is beautiful couldn't possibly cause us any harm because it shows no signs of threat no signs of danger but that's the trick. In nature beauty is used all the time to lure in prey since they don't give any signs of danger but rather captivation. They lure you in and then they pounce capturing their prey and draining you of all life. All though beauty can be warm and glorious and can be given without any harmful intentions, beauty can harm us in ways we could not imagine. Even the most beautiful things can bring us immense pain.
Leora and Quamar continued to stare at each other as Muraco announced the fight. The crowd was filed with unease as murmurs were heard discussing the uncomfortable situation displayed in front of them.
"Man this is awkward."
"The man has to fight his own daughter that's rough."
"Leora left without telling them, he must be furious."
"They really are stunning. What a beautiful family."
Leora looked at her father trying to keep a determined look on her face. On the outside she was successful but inside her heart was beating rapidly as if it was about to fly out of her chest. Seeing her father for the first time in years since she ran away, all she could think about is the amount of anger her father must be feeling towards her right now. Her father Quamar the stood before him tall with perfect posture, he had a flamboyant aura about him and his outfit clearly displayed that. He wore a tight fitting out fit that was opened at the chest to reveal a Lunaris tattoo with shoulders encrusted with large diamonds. Multiple silver bands around his arms and wrists and a rainbow coloured crystal chain earring hung from one of his ears.
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Quamar begins to look around him noticing and hearing the murmurs in the crowd before returning his gaze upon Leora gesturing around him before he spoke. Leora kept his eyes focused on him as he spoke.
"Do you know how much of an inconvenience you have been? The damage you have brought to our pristine image? Just how much you made us worry about you?"
Leora became visibly annoyed by her fathers words as each question caused her to become more and more irritated.
"Make you worry? About what exactly? Me or your precious image of "Pristine Elegance.""
Quamar's eyes widened at Leora's defiant response before quickly narrowing as his face returned to its serious form.
"You left us to aid a bunch of degenerates that know nothing of class, of Elegance."
"Those "degenerates" are Lupi just like us. I left to help people because it was the right thing to do. I wanted to share and use my talents for others you just wanted to keep everything for yourself!" Leora snapped back Quamar becoming more enraged with every word that came out his mouth.
