I Live At The North Pole

October 25, 2019

I finally know what or I should say who we're dealing with. I got the idea to go to Santa for information after the elves had another encounter with the creature I mentioned. This encounter, however, was far worse than the previous ones. I heard about it from Krampus who heard it from Santa who heard it from the surviving Elf. Apparently, some Elves had been attacked by it. 

Two of them were outside to feed his reindeer when they noticed another heavy blizzard kicking up. One cried out in pain as he felt a chunk of his flesh get ripped out of his arm. He glanced at the wound to see a deep bite mark. Steam rose from it but the really bizarre thing was he saw that ice was beginning to spread from the wound. The only thing he could think to do was break his frozen arm off before the ice froze him over completely.

The other Elf was going to tend to his wound when the blizzard cleared some. Standing in front of them was the creature. Only this time its cloak was pulled back. What they saw looked to resemble a male Elf.  That is except for his deathly pale skin, blue lips, clawed hands, feet, and coal-black eyes. He grinned at them to reveal pearly white sharp teeth like a shark. Without warning, he attacked again. This time, it went for the Elf who wasn't wounded. He wasn't as lucky as the other Elf.

The creature tore out his throat which made the reindeer yell. Enraged, the other Elf screamed his name. Then used his remaining arm to launch a fire spell at the creature. While the attack was strong the creature was able to avoid it. Then he vanished and reappeared, grabbing his throat. He was about to bite into him when he heard the sound of snow crunching underneath footsteps.

Santa and several more Elves had run outside, having heard the crying reindeer. The creature let out an irritated growl. Then dropped the now one-armed Elf into the snow.  Santa and the other Elves tried to apprehend him but he escaped under the cover of another blizzard. In the rare glimpses of visibility in the blizzard, they saw that the creature was fleeing with multiple beakers in hand filled and splashed with blood.

I knew that Krampus wouldn't reveal any information about the creature no matter how much I pressed him which is why I went to Santa directly. We had been warned to go out in groups of at least four and try not to go out at night. Due to this, the reindeer had to be relocated inside much to their dismay. I made sure to go during the day. However, I went alone. 

I know, stupid move given that an Elf had just been killed just the day prior to me going to Santa's workshop. I had the feeling Krampus wouldn't appreciate at me seeking out information that he refused to share with me. I know this can be seen as going behind his back but the way I saw it we had nothing to gain by keeping me in the dark. The trip to Santa's was a short one with my portal ability. I knocked on his door, and Martha opened it.

"Nick? What brings you here? You shouldn't be out here alone. You know what's been going on."

"I am aware of that but I had to come here alone. Is Kris busy?"

"I believe he is taking a break. Why?"

" I want to talk to him about what happened. How is the surviving Elf doing by the way?"

" Oh. I managed to heal him up but he's still trying to process what happened. My magic can only heal physical wounds. Mental ones are another matter entirely."

"Well, things like this take time. Is there anything I can do?"

"Right now I think we should just give him some space and only talk with him if he wants to. Anyway, why don't you come inside? I wouldn't want you freezing out here and I made hot chocolate."