Hello! It's amazing that one such as yourself would stumble upon this story. Maybe it is fate that brought you here. Who really knows? All I hope is that you would continue to read this story and perhaps come back from more! I really don't know what you're going to do, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
To be blunt, this story is mostlybased on violence. If you do not prefer to read such things, then please do not. You were not forced here, remember that. :)
Please enjoy this fan fiction. (It will hopefully end up more than twenty chapters in the long run of bloody battles.)
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PRELUDE: A Dying World
The world was in ruins. Trashed, dirty, dried up, and destroyed by the humans, the race that forever changed the lives of all species of animals.
The animals lived in what was left of the old forests. Even the better places had become a place of violence, bloodshed, and utter annihilation.
The animals were slaughtering each other. And in this dark process of death, elephants, horses, sheep, and all those who were physically weak were killed.
Food was scarce and none who were weak or old survived.
A new law had come into place. One of which the humans referred to as "Survival of the Fittest." And through this law only the predators, beasts that killed as much as they could, survived.
Among these animals of demise, who had survived and overcome the obstacles the world had in store for them, were the grey beasts with fangs, predatory birds with talons, and felines who walked with grace and fought with brutality.
All that they knew to do was fight – to fight for their lives, their homes, and nothing else.
Death was what they knew lay in store for them. By fighting, they could push their fate just a little bit farther away.
Hatred began to build up in each beast's heart. Everything that went wrong in their lives were blamed on their humans. Matted fur, flies, the death of a cub, and everything else.
After all, who had shaped the world like this?
The humans.
Who had poured chemicals into the sea until there was almost no more life left in the vast depths?
The humans.
And who were the ones that had wallowed in their riches for days and nights and had left nature to die outside of their houses?
The humans.
And who still held the most power over everything else in the world?
The filthy humans.
And thus, the animals began to believe, began to think, that the only way to end their pain and suffering was to kill the human race. It was their only left. And besides, they had nothing to lose.
Only the humans did.
And as more hatred for the dirty two leggeds spawned in the minds of the beasts, they decided to come together to take down the horrid people who dared call themselves mammals, as if they were of equal or higher value than the beasts of nature.
And the killing only increased. The animals were ready to take the lives of those who had destroyed their homes and lives.
Yet amidst the drawing of blood throughout the dying world, one group of animals survived... They were the key to the world's restoration… The eagles… that is what they were called.
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You might not understand anything yet, but I hope it at least leaves you on a big enough cliffhanger to come back for more. Don't worry, everything will be explained later. So for now, please tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!
– Tiff aka Koinux