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05/23/2014 Beta update by: Silverheart117
A Vision of Fenrir
The door opens with a mountain in the distance framing my view.
Beneath it lies a lush green forest.
Beside the forest runs a pure blue river.
The Sun is bright, hanging high in the sky.
Suddenly the picture changes.
The river runs red with blood.
Dismembered bodies float towards me through the bloody tide.
High in the sky, the huge head of a wolf appears.
Jaws widening, he grasps the sun and consumes it.
Like a rapid twilight, the sky darkens.
All that remains beneath the blackened sky is a band of silver, lying across the horizon.
The southern edge of the Emerald Forest held a clearing where a river of water flowed into to the Emerald Lake.
A figured covered by an orange travelers cloak shimmered into view at the river's delta. The figure stood tall and faced away from the forest with white-gloved hands clasped behind its back.
Soon, five more joined the first at the edge of the lake one by one. Each wore a different colored travelers cloak than the last.
Green was first, emerging from a bush. Red was second, appearing from a fire. White was third, falling from the sky. Black was fourth, manifesting from the shadows. Gold was fifth, simply strolling in.
When the newcomers neared Orange, they kneeled before it and closed their right hand to their chest. They were the knights, and Orange was their Sovereign.
The Sovereign turned to face the knights, bidding them to rise. A moment later it raised a white-gloved hand and commanded the knights to face west.
A small cliff side was seen poking out of the vast Emerald Forest. It seemed to be made from rubble; littered with everything from pebbles to boulders.
The sun burned brightly as it crawled across the afternoon sky. The moon, as clear as day, was slowly catching up to the sun. Its pace significantly faster than that of its counterpart's as it crossed the same bright blue sky.
Suddenly, the earth started to shake. When the cloaked figures looked up, they saw that the moon had caught up to the sun, barely touching its edge. The shaking only grew stronger as the seconds passed and the moon consumed the light.
A wolf's howl was heard from the forest, and the quakes stopped. It was as if the howl commanded the earth to freeze. Of the five knights only White noticed the moon was covering a fourth of the sun.
The earthquake shook boulders and pebbles from their perches on the cliffside. Soon enough the cliff had transformed into a mountain of stones.
After regaining their footing, the figures looked north, from where they heard the howl. But a glint of red had caught Gold's eyes. Giving a shout, the knight pointed at the river.
The river was gradually turning red as if a blood bath had occurred upstream. A pair black glove covered hands reached into the river to cup a handful the red water for inspection. Letting the water seep out, the golden hooded figure shouted in glee.
Red dust crystals, and lots of it.
Long, slender, manicured fingers plucked a red fragment from the black gloved hands. Holding the fragment towards the remaining sunlight, Red shook its hooded head. They were actually gemstones, rubies to be precise. This cause the golden hood to squeal even louder and frantically mine the river. The rest of the group shook their heads in disbelief.
Gold's mining didn't get very far, for black smog began to emerge from the edge of the forest. The disintegrating limbs of Grimm began to flow down the river. Screams followed not long after. The red of rubies was replaced with the red of blood as human limbs replaced withering black ones.
When the first human extremity flowed into sight, the Sovereign instantly lifted the golden cloaked figure with fury. The knights were specifically instructed to not bring any sort of underlings with them to witness the phenomenon. A howl interrupted Orange's chiding and caused the witnesses to look toward the cliff once more.
They were graced with the silhouette of a wolf's head with its jaws open wide, ready to eat the sun whole. With one quick snap the world fell into darkness. The moon and the sun were overlapping, creating something seen only once every thousand years in Remnant, a Solar Eclipse.
Another howl vibrated through the forest as the figures stood seemingly hypnotized by the sight before them: a wolf. A wolf the size of a Deathstalker, if Green's word was anything to go by. Its immense stature wasn't what had them mesmerized, though, it was the silver aura that outlined its entire body.
And if they weren't entranced enough by its aura, then it was the two swirling pools of silver that slowly manifested in the pitch black horizon. It was as if those eyes could see straight through their souls.
Blood curling screams filled the air as gunshots were heard. Bullets and taser shots alike bounced of the animal's natural shield.
The knights took this cue to make their escape, all but one.
The Black Knight stayed behind, and under the hooded cloak a smirk of satisfaction appeared. With one last stare, the knight faded into the darkness; but not before growling out four words of excitement.
"May the hunt begin."