Wolf and Her Boy
Chapter 1: Family Secret
Craft Lawrence silently crept through the yard. The night was cold and quiet, and yet Lawrence was still sweating. He had heard the rumors. The rumors that the family living here was harboring some kind of demon child.
Lawrence had made a bet to some other local kids that he could sneak inside the house and find out if the rumors were true. If he won the bet, he would gain two lumione. It might not be much, but every peice of coin counted. He wanted to travel the world, but in order to do so, it required money.
Lawrence was only thirteen, with shaggy brown hair. Growing up in an abusive household in Lamtrea, Lawrence recently ran away to the small town of Pazzio. There, he scraped by stealing what he could and doing odd jobs here and there. It was only temporary, until he could somehow get his dream job off the ground. He desparately wanted to become a merchant, but no one here wanted to train him. So he would have to save up enough money to travel to another town, to see if another merchant would take him as an apprentice. The money promised to him by the other kids would be a good start.
Focusing on the task at hand, he silently made his way across the lawn to the house. There was no light coming from inside, so either the owners were asleep or gone out. He prayed that they were not home, it would make his not-so-legal mission easier.
He thought about entering through the front door,but Lawrence decided against it. Instead he went around the house and tested the windows. Finally, he found one that was unlocked. He slowly opened the window enough where he could climb in. Lawrence lifted himself up on the windowsill and crept into the dark house.
It was pitch black inside the house, and disturbingly quiet. His eyes soon adjusted to the darkness around him, and he noticed he was in the kitchen. If the family here had a demon child, they would either have it crammed in the basement or the attic. Lawrence made his way through the house, trying to find one of the two.
He wasn't sure if demon children were truly even demon. The Church long ago had said any kids born with unsual qualities were suppose to be possessed by the devil. They demanded that if any families had these so-called demons, they were to turn them over to the church. Most parents didn't really have the heart to turn over their own flesh anf blood to be burned at the stake. So instead they would hide their children.
Lawrence himself had never seen a demon child, and he wasn't really sure he wanted to. For all he knew, this demon child could tear him limb from limb. Even though he was scared out of his wits, he still pressed forward. Finding no basement in the house, he ascended the stairs. As he neared the top he could faint sounds, which sounded like crying. He could see a glimmer of light coming out from under a nearby door.
Lawrence considered just turning around and running out the front door, he could find another way to get money. For all he knew, the owners of the house could be in there. However, his curiosity was getting the better of him, and strangely he tip-toed towards the door. As he neared the door the sounds got louder, and Lawrence could tell that whatever was inside was definitely crying.
He stood in front of the wooden, shaking all over from the terror of the situation he was in. He knew he shouldn't be here, and probably if he had not heard the crying he would have already turned tail and ran. Now though, he wanted to make sure whatever was on the other side of the door was ok. He was too soft-hearted to leave.
With a huge gulp of air, he turned the handle of the doorknob and pushed the door open. As the door creaked open the crying instantly stopped. Upon seeing what was inside, Lawrence's jaw dropped, not in terror but in wonder. Before him was the most beautiful girl he ever seen.
The girl was around his own age, maybe two or three years younger. She had long brown hair and red iris eyes. Her skin was pale and she had a skinny form. Lawrence would not have thought her to be possessed if not for the ears on top of her head and the tail protruding from behind her. The ears and tail looked like that of a wolf. Even if she was a demon child, she was a beautiful one.
"Who are you?" the girl asked, with a mix of fear and wonder. He guessed that she had not seen another person her age all her life.
"I'm-I'm Lawrence." he replied, "What is your name?"
"I'm Holo." the girl said.