Chapter 1: Jealously

This is basically my story on how Devin got to where he is today. This is mostly my imagination (as of course I incorporate the actual storyline) and/or how I would like Devin's story to go. With the exception of a few details (such as Devin using the Bile to gain a spirit animal, etc.), this fanfic is not how he actually got to where he got to today. I DO NOT own Spirit Animals. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

(Devin's POV)

Devin ran up into his room and shut the door. He looked over to his nicely made bed. He angrily threw off all the pillows and blankets. Then, he leaned against the wall. He felt a tear or two on his face.

Then, door flew open. Dawson.

"Well brother! That Nectar Ceremony was a tad bit ironic don't you think?" Dawson said mockingly

"Go away," Devin said sternly. Devin wasn't in the mood to talk now. Maybe Devin wouldn't be in the mood to talk ever. Today was the Nectar Ceremony. Today was supposed to be the day he was going to make his father proud and summon a spirit animal. But not only did he disappoint his father by not summoning a spirit animal, Conor, his servant, summoned a spirit animal. And not just any spirit animal. Briggan the wolf. The Great Beast Briggan. Devin was embarrassed.

"Ahh, but I don't think I won't!" Dawson replied, "It's funny really, you thought you were going to summon this great big spirit animal and that Conor was going to summon nothing! But it's the opposite! Ha ha! I'm sorry... It's too funny to think about... Isn't it ironic, don't you think?"

"Get out!" Devin yelled, shoving Dawson out of his room.

"Not Dawson's fault you are a failure..." Someone said softly. Hisfather. His father entered his room and shut the door.

"My first son... I had great hopes for you Devin..." His father said, "And yet, you let me down with this..."

"Father! It's not my fault! The Nectar didn't work on me..." Devin pleaded

"And yet it works on the Shepard?" His father said

"Maybe... I'm not supposed to have a spirit animal..." Devin said softy

"What was that?" His father asked

"Maybe I can be great without a spirit animal! Who knows, maybe I'm destined to be one of those amazing people who accomplished so much, and didn't even need a spirit animal! Ever think of that?" Devin spat

"Yes, there are people who could accomplish much without a spirit animal, but with a spirit animal they could've accomplished more," His father said, now walking out of his room, "Dinner at six."

He was right. Devin was an embarrassment. He couldn't continue the great Trunswick family name. He wasn't able to summon a spirit animal. He was a failure.

The door to Devin's room was now closed. But the wound his father gave was wide open.

A few days later...

Ever since the day of his Nectar Ceremony, Devin had eaten meals in his room, he had only left his room if he had to. He didn't deserve the privilege to be seen.

When Devin had returned to his room from the restroom, he saw a note on his bed. Weird, Devin thought, that wasn't there before?How did someone deliver that note? He was sure he heard of no visitors. Devin knew it was wrong, but he had to. He had to know what was on that note. Devin opened the note.

Dear Devin Trunswick:

The day of your Nectar Ceremony, we all expected the great Devin Trunswick to summon a spirit animal. We were all surprised that day that you have not. I have heard rumors that your servant was the one to summon one in your place. I have also learned that your father has been... Rather forceful towards the subject I should say. It saddens me. You have great potential Devin. You should've been the one to summon a spirit animal. Luckily for you, I can make that happen. Even though the Nectar failed for you, I have a substance that will guarantee that you summon a spirit animal once you drink it. It's called the Bile. Want a taste? I know you do. Meet me in the forest east of Trunswick tonight. The legend lives in you Devin. Don't let your potential to go to waste.

Regards,

Zerif

Was what Zerif wrote on that letter true? Could he really summon a spirit animal, after he had failed at his Nectar Ceremony? Somewhere deep inside, he knew this was wrong, but what choice did he have? He needed to make his father proud. He needed to gain his father's loyalty back. And to do that, he needed to be great. Devin grabbed a map and packed a bag of supplies and scouted out the best way to get to the East Trunswick Forest unseen. Once it got dark, Devin snuck out of his home and walked toward the East Trunswick Forest. He needed to be a legend.