NEW STORY! WOO HOO! Okay enough of that. So this is my first Lost Girl fiction and yes it is OC. This is my first idea for this show and I doubt it will be my last but later stories will most likely be between two characters not an OC. So please be kind and yes this is slightly AU, meaning that it will follow the show and some of the episodes but it won't be so much Dyson/Bo as Dyson OC. Yes it is rated M for a reason as well, but you might have a while to wait.
Reviews are welcome and please do not be overly mean if you find the fact that I'm using an OC as offensive. This chapter is purely a preface to the story itself. I will get the actual chapter one up either in a couple of days or next week.
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To Right The Wrong
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In, out. In, out. In, out.
She had to remind herself how to breath as her feet carried her through the dark and damp forest. The trees seemed to whip by as she ran faster than she could remember ever having to run. All her senses were heightened as she raced through the landscape that was so familiar to her yet at that moment it seemed so foreign. She could smell the rain storm that chased behind her. She could hear the sound of paws thundering against the ground, the real things that were chasing her. She felt the dampness of the earth against her already scarred bare feet.
With each passing second the thunder behind her grew louder while her own foot falls slowed. Hunger was beginning to tug at her, not only mentally but physically. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten but she remembered what it was: a ham an turkey sandwich of rye bread with fresh made fries and a cold beer. It felt like years had passed since that last meal in a little pub in the small town she had called home, a place she could now never return to.
The hunger wasn't the only thing beginning to take it's toll. Fatigue was setting in from the lack of sleep. She wasn't much of a sleeper to begin with but if her calculations were correct she hadn't fully slept more than a two hours in nearly four days. While her mind might be used to the strain her body was not and it was beginning to show in her slowed movement as her arms and legs took on that heavy sand-filled feeling that let her know it wouldn't be long before she needed to find a place to curl up and rest.
Yet with each time she slowed the hoard behind her gained on her This is what pushed her to keep going, if she could keep herself running she could attempt to put as much distance between herself and those pursuing her. She found the strength within her to surge forward and continue on for what felt like hours when in reality it was merely minutes.
Before she knew it she felt her foot catch on an exposed root sending her tumbling down the side of a hill until she came to a painful stop against a downed tree. The air rushed out of her as she heard the sickening crunch of one, or more, of her ribs breaking from the impact. For several minutes she barely breathed, trying to forget about the radiating pain in her side as well as fighting the urge to simply close her eyes for a couple of seconds.
The urge, unfortunately, won out against the will of her mind causing her eyelids to drop for merely a second before the sound of twigs breaking under paws alerted her to the fact that she wasn't entirely safe where she was at. She tried to pull herself up but found that her legs wouldn't support her weight. She worried something was injured but realized that it was simple fatigue that kept her from standing. She felt her breathing increase, the pain in her body radiating until she was nearly screaming silently into the darkness with fear.
Not for the first time in her life did wish she were dead rather than alive. However she knew that if she managed to escape this hell she was in she knew that she would be glad to be living and breathing. Just like she had realized years ago that she was thankful to be alive and that was what her older brother would have wanted for her.
A howl broke through her thoughts causing a painful shudder to rock through her body which made a small noise escape alerting the beings chasing her. Before she knew it ten pairs of wolf like eyes were baring down on her front top of the hill, rather cliff as she was beginning to realize.
In under a second, half of those wolves turned into men who slide down the hill side, their hands reaching for her arms and legs pulling her up. She didn't fight the scream that ripped through her throat this time. She struggled against the strong male bodies, kicking with her injured feet and tearing at flesh with her teeth and nails with the strength she hadn't realized she still possessed. The remaining wolves dove into the valley, shifting from beast to man as seamlessly as the first five had. In the space of a couple of seconds she was being kicked, slapped, and punched with such force she thought she was about to meet her end in that very forest so far from home.
She screamed with each blow until she felt her own beast rip through her body with such force it shocked the males surrounding her. From her human body flowed a beautiful brown wolf who, with such fierce movement, knocked half the males to the ground and several of them went stumbling back as she landed on her haunches with a snarl.
While the urge of flight might had been raging through her mind she still felt the urge to fight. She didn't give it much thought in her current form as she launched herself at the weakest of the group. She ripped at the throats of them managing to get her teeth into one before being pulled by the scruff off of him. However since her jaw was clenched tight around the male's throat and she was pulled with such force that his flesh came away in her mouth leaving her victim gasping for air and bleeding to death. She couldn't be sure if he died from quick blood loss or if it was the lack of air to his lungs that killed him.
She dropped the meat and turned on the one holding her nearly a hundred and fifty pound weight. She snarled and snapped, kicking with her clawed back feet. Her human mind was screaming for her run while the wolf in her was yelling to fight until they were all dead, they deserved it anyhow.
Managing to her her back claws against skin she felt them sink into the soft flesh of the male's stomach. He howled in pain as she was dropped to the ground with a yelp and her mind finally kicked it. While she might be strong with an alpha personality that didn't mean she was stupid enough to actually fight the group of eight, since she had disabled two of them. Actually she had killed them but she wasn't about to admit that in her current state.
Fleeing was the best thing she could do. She got her paws underneath her, even in as much pain as she was, she kicked off flinging dirt, twigs, and rocks into the eyes of her attackers. Her claws caught the ground giving her enough traction to take off leaving the males behind her to take care of the damage she had done.
Her adrenaline kept her going until she found herself on the outside of a small town. She raced along the edges of the town until she found what appeared to be an abandoned barn. She slipped under the fence, to weak to jump the five feet over the wire and limped painfully in her wolf form to the barn. Once inside the found that it was free of other animals but still smelled of them. It wasn't as old of a barn as she had thought but it was still old and used to store hay and other equipment.
Shifting in a far stall she curled herself in the hay, naked as the day she was born. At this point she didn't care. She was miles from the spot where she had been attacked, yet again, and as safe as she could be on farm land. A pack of wolves would not breach the fence for fear of actually being noticed. They might send a scout but they wouldn't do anything either so as not to alert humans. If she was found out then in her condition she would be aided.
She yawned as she closed her eyes, slipping into the darkness that she had missed so much. Just as she was on the cusp of sleep she heard the sound of wolves in the distance. They were moving away from where she was, thankfully. So for now she could sleep peacefully. Tomorrow she would worry about getting the help she so desperately needed.
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