Trynytie Chapter 1: Novus, a sight fanfic

TRYNYTIE

Chapter One

NOVUS

The shadows danced across the bricks of the old Yakutat firehouse. The fog was the stuff of horror films, a grim and foreboding blanket atop sheets of fresh snow. Still, at this point, untouched by human appendages until the morning, when everyone hustled out to their sleds and carriages. They yearned for the riches that supposedly lied ahead of them. Alaska gold. However, they knew of the dangers. The ice and the mountains were, of course, frightening factors. Nevertheless, the most bloodcurdling fate one could meet on this journey driven by greed was death by beast. Bears, moose, even deer were seen as an extremely dangerous threat. They were insurmountably afraid of being eaten- and that is exactly what would happen if they were attacked and killed by one of these creatures. If the attacker didn't eat them itself, a scavenger would pick at their flesh and eat it- even if the victim was alive. You think that's cruel? That's life. The life of the most feared creature in the Yukon. Canis lupus. The wolf.

Back at the firehouse, a solid figure joined the shadows. She carried others, one of her and another. These other beings were not beside, but inside her. They wanted out- at this moment. Femina was in labor on that foggy evening. Her chest, the color of deep yellow cream, heaved with the effort. She lay on her side, anxious to get her pups to safety before daybreak. Instinct had led her to the side of the old firehouse, where the volunteer fire team slept, thinking of the last call they had- three months ago. Although half of the town was composed of wood, the locals in Yakutat, Alaska were very resourceful and careful people. Half of the population was American Indians, who feared, respected and worshipped the spirits of fire. The firehouse was useless, except for lumber supply, where an older man had his little shop.

Four cries and it was done. Three pups suckled beneath Femina. She groomed them all with her tongue, caressing each one with a love that only a mother could truly distribute. It was all calm. The pups had finished their suckling and were snuggling up to their mother, keeping warm in the 30-degree weather when a light came into the sky.

The sun, thought Femina. I've got to get the pups back to the pack. However, the light was not the sun, and it was headed towards Femina and her pups. Femina saw this, and rose to flee with her pups, but a force held her back. The snow had turned to a sticky substance that had trapped Femina's silky paws. The light approached faster, the pups began to squeal, and Femina started to whine in panic. But a deep, gentle voice came to her.

Femina.

"How do you know my name?" The she wolf was comforted in a way, but also frantic with worry for her offspring. They were her children, of course. However, they were also her only connection to her lover, who mysteriously disappeared soon after learning of Femina's pregnancy. She waited for an answer from the stranger, but none came. She tried to move her feet, but it was just like a finger trap- the more she panicked, the harder she pulled, and the harder she pulled, the harder it was to get out. But again came the voice.

I know everything that happens in your world, including the birth of your pups. They are special. They are different. They are crucial for the plan.

Femina was confused. "Plan? What plan? And my children… what are you going to use them for? Actually, I really don't want the universe using my children for some apocalyptic plan.They're mine and Vox's, and they will have lives! Normal lives, no matter what you-"

Femina. Calm yourself. You are panicking with your worry. Your mate, Vox, is alive. He is coming back. But he will not be the same. He will tell you of the plan, and that your children need to leave. He will speak of a Trynytie. Three.

The voice then got deeper, and more menacing. Femina's breath quickened.