I watched The Lorax movie and decided I wanted to write a quick story for it. Something with a bit of action and Lorax magic in it. At least what I think he might be able to do. :) enjoy! This takes place centuries before the movie. I don't own the Lorax.
Lorax vs. Dark Lorax
Flames danced all around as the burning village was alive with screams and villagers running for a safe place were there was none. The Lorax stood, mouth agape with shock at the entrance of the village. Staring at the frightened villagers and the hungry flames eating away at their homes and the fallen corpses, filling the air with the stench of charred flesh. He felt weak with the disbelief that one of his own brethren was capable of such a horrid thing.
Numbly, he began to walk forward, one step at a time as his eyes wandered about, searching for the corrupted culprit. A woman ran by him, screaming a name he didn't know as tears slid down her cheeks. She looked about frantically screaming the name as she ran off somewhere he didn't know and her voice faded away. Turning down a corner of a house he saw a sobbing child, screaming for his mother and hugging his knees to his chest in front of a house. He stopped suddenly, looking down as he felt something underfoot and saw a crudely made stuffed doll. He bent down and picked it up, going to the child and holding it out to him.
The boy of five or six looked at him, unseeingly at first before tentatively reaching out and taking the doll in his hand. He hugged it close and looked at the orange guardian with pleading eyes that broke his heart.
"I can't find my mommy…" he choked through his sobbing.
"I-I'll find her…" the Lorax said uncertainly, "I promise."
The boy nodded and quieted down, squeezing his new doll and casting his gaze to the ground. The Lorax stared at the child for a moment longer before turning around and continuing to search for his corrupted brother. He hadn't walked more than a few steps before someone crashed through a window of the neighboring house, making him stop dead in horror. Fire engulfed them as they flailed and ran about, screaming in agony, blindly seeking relief in vain, and the boy he had comforted screamed in horror, springing to his feet and running away. Then, the flaming person suddenly dropped to his knees as his agonized screams died away in his throat, dropping to the ground with a muted thud as the flames continued to carelessly eat away his flesh and bone.
The Lorax stood there, frozen in horror, having never before- and hopefully never would again- witnessed such a horrible sight. His mind seemed to buzz as it tried to process what had just happened when a deafening roar pierced the air. Far louder than the frightened screams of the humans, he was broken out of his stupor and he jerked his head in the direction of the sound that was accompanied by yet another horrified scream. He began to run in to where the roar had come from, his legs moving before his brain could register.
Frightened animals ran by him, heading in the opposite direction he was. He glanced at them, a sense of fear beginning to stir in his belly. The corrupted Lorax he was seeking had killed others of their kind, there was no reason he wouldn't turn on the orange guardian, too. He came to the back of a house and turned sharply, skidding to a halt as he came to a large clearing, and there, his eyes widened when he saw the one he was looking for.
Second chapter will be up as soon as I can get it done and is already in progress. Like it? Hate? Please review, it makes me write faster. Happy late Halloween.