Nephilim Fur
I do not own Darksiders 1/2
Chapter 1
"Dum~ Dun~" Aivana sung, it was a random song she would commonly hear her grandfather hum when he would do the farm work with her. She skipped through the grass that was grabbing for her shorts, the moon making the endless fields eerie and unwelcoming to travelers, but not to Aivana Rose Jordan.
Aivana was a 10 year old girl with dirty blonde curls that danced on her shoulders, and had bright and lively chocolate-brown eyes. Before she reached the path she was going to follow home, she shrieked and fell, slipping on a wet stone when mad barking sounded behind her.
She stumble in the dirt and started to run, looking over her shoulder. She paused and came to a stop when she spotted the dog. It was a beautiful huge pure white husky. She was cautious, thinking the dog might give chase, but slowly started to approach when it didn't move but just stared at her, its tail wagging slowly.
"Um... do you have rabies?" Aivana called out to it, maybe about five feet from it. The husky tilted its head, its tail ceasing to wag back and forth. Aivana held back a giggle, tilting her head to tease the dog. The husky pawed the ground and straightened its posture. Aivana giggled and put her hands behind her back and walked toward the husky.
"So... um… why are you out here boy?" Aivana asked, reaching a hand down for him to sniff so she could pet him. The husky glanced at her hand, then back up at her. His ear flicked up and he looked over to the tree line not far off.
Aivana glanced over just in time and saw something charge out from the trees, running through the grass straight for them. Aivana froze with fright as the thing came at her like a bullet. The husky jumped in front of her at the last moment and whatever it was hit him hard in the side, so hard that dust flew up from the road and forced her to cover her eyes and turn away.
She coughed and waved her hands around her face, gagging a few times to get the taste of dirt out of her mouth. When she finished, she looked back to the husky and saw another dog on the ground, breathing hard like it had run forever. The husky hadn't budged an inch.
She crouched down and peaked over his white fur down at the other dog. It finally caught its breath and was greeted by the nasty blue glare of the husky.
"A german shepherd? Wha-?" Before she could say anything, the husky grabbed her by the shirt and yanked her forward. She landed in the grass with him still biting down on her sleeve.
"Ow! What?!" Aivana asked, her face contorting into a pout. The husky let go of her sleeve but the German Shepherd shoved his muzzle against her leg, trying to get her to stand.
"If you want me to follow you, you can just nudge me, you don't have to push me in the dirt!" Aivana complained, getting up and dusting herself off.
"Grandpa is going to kill me if I come home with dirty clothes!" She glared up at the two dogs, which were anxiously waiting for her to pay attention to them. She raised an eyebrow at them and walked toward them. They backed up. She walked forward, and they backed up.
They were leading her to the forest.