The pain shot through Abeba's leg. Looking down, she could see the red blood seeping through her jeans, staining her leg. Yet she couldn't stop, less the beast catcher her. She could muddle through the searing pain if it meant living.

As she ran, having a slight limp with her bum right leg, she heard it; the sound of the beast. It was a terrifying sound that echoed laughter. Such sounds the beast used was meant to cruelly play mind games and torture its prey.

Abeba knew such as her Grandma had told her stories. She tried to cover her ears, as she knew what came next.

"Abeba~" a voice called out to her.

It was such a lovely voice, entrancing Abeba. She could just make it out through her covered ears. She knew the sound… It sounded like…

"Grandma?" Abeba asked.

She lowered her hands and looked back curiously.

"Abeba~" the voice called once more.

It had a slight hum to it. Something didn't seem right, but Abeba couldn't shake the trace off.

Suddenly, something swept past here. All she could make out was some dark brown-ish grey fur. It swept past her left leg and soon she felt the pain she had been feeling in her other leg there too. Soon her left leg mimicked her other wound; blood staining both her legs. Both were in such pain, she couldn't continue to stand. She fell to the ground with a thud, screaming.

"Grandma, help!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

She looked to where the flash went and saw a figure slowly walking towards her.

"Grandma cannot help you Abeba~" the voice rang.

Abeba could tell the voice was coming from the figure. It wasn't her grandma. The figure was walking on all four legs, stooping low close to the ground like an animal stalking its prey. Soon enough, she saw her attacker. It was a monster. It had spikes extruding from its spine, all of them covered in matted brown-grey fur. Its paws housed long, blood-stained claws. Even creepier, on its face dwelled a long, curled Cheshire smile that reached up to its erect and pointed ears. But the thing Abeba was most terrified by was its eyes. They never moved those glowing red eyes. They remained fixed on her as it circled around her damaged body. The stories her Grandma told her were true. The beast was a corocotta.

"Grandma cannot help you~" the voice came from the beast.

Abeba started to cry. It was torturing her.

"Shut up!" she cried.

The beast continued to stalk.

"Because I ate her soul~" it continued. "And you're next~"

The beast jumped.


Elizabeth quickly rushed down the candle lit hallway. She had slept in. Ever since the sun went away, she had trouble telling night from day.

"Dammed!" she cursed under her breath.

She passed windows, looking towards them as she rushed by. They were pitch black, showing nothing outside but night. Not even stars or the moon were out there. The only light even touching the outside came from the candles inside through the windows.

Elizabeth frowned at the fact, remembering what happened that day.

It was a hard day to forget, at least for most people. That day the Kingdom of Anglia was about to execute a madman from Kenia who they captured. He had attacked a military settlement that lined the border between the two kingdoms. It was simple enough to capture him, as he had no weapons or really anything except the clothes on his back.

When he was talking back to the capital to be judged, he was muttering about something; though no one cared enough to worry about it. He was dubbed crazy upon capture and thus was not to be concerned about.

He was quickly deemed guilty and titled an enemy of the kingdom. His sentence… Death by public burning.

People gathered; television anchors, newspaper reporters, child with their parents, teens going on a date, so on. Elizabeth was watching it on TV as she was out of town visiting her aunt. It was a show for the Anglics (people from Anglia), nothing more than a mere performance.

The guards tied the man to a wooden pillar that had firewood scattered around it. And just as they were about to torch the firewood, the man belted out some of the most terrifying words in history. Elizabeth would always remember them.

"You and your kingdoms cause death of innocent people. You find joy in destruction and taking the souls of people so easily. It is time for you to feel the pain. A curse upon the world. A curse of shadows. The curse of the Sun-Eater!" he shouted.

People paused, but soon burst into laughter. The guards, trying to remain cool and collected as their job entitled, set the man ablaze.

As the last of his body turned to ashes, the light from the sun started to dim. People grew confused and looked to the sky for answers. Elizabeth remembered hearing screams.

"The sun is gone! The sun is gone!"

The television grew pitch black and soon those screams turned to senseless terror.

"No!"

That was the last word the television gave.

What Elizabeth didn't come to realize until later was that the sun disappeared fully. No place in the world would have light. And coming with those shadows and the "Sun-Eater", as what the thing that took the sun was so called, were monsters. Each kingdom was terrorized by its own set of human-killing monsters.

Elizabeth wondered what would happen to the world. She didn't know if people would survive or die out? Would she herself be killed? But that day was a couple years back. She still had no clue of the future of her kind, but she knew of the present. And the present did not include going down without a fight.

She quickly swung open a large wooden door to reveal a decorated room. It was lined in strawberry-pink wallpaper that dawned little white roses traveling down in lines. The floor was beautiful cherry oak. There was a red Victorian-style couch lined in gold placed against the far wall. On the couch, there lounged a rather long man.

"I am sorry I am late, Mister Rudolph," apologized Elizabeth.

The man, or Rudolph, looked casual and remained to have a candid expression. His elongated limbs draped the couch, refusing to move.

"How do you expect to beat the Sun-Eater if you don't even train? Who is going to want to follow an inexperienced leader and fighter?" asked the callous Rudolph.

"I am sorry," Elizabeth apologized again.

"Stop apologizing," snapped Rudolph. He sat up and stared at Elizabeth. "You think after two years of this, you would get used to having no difference between day and night."

Elizabeth lowered her head in defeat. Rudolph chuckled at this. He wasn't uncaring really. He wished for Elizabeth to get better and the only way for that to happen was for her to be trained in a strict manner. He truly looked at her as a younger sister, wishing her the best.

"Change," he simply said, standing up while crossing his arms.

Elizabeth looked up with a smile and nodded.

A bright light of light blue covered her. When it disappeared, Elizabeth was dawned in a new appearance. Though her physical appearance remained closely the same, she was now dawned in new clothing. Instead of her simple loose green dress, she now wore a tight pastel blue tube top that bared her midriff. With it, she wore a pair of matching booty short. Tied around her waist was a short, white sheer wrap, adorned in silver trim. Wrapped around her legs was sheer white ribbon, as with her arms. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, held with a pastel blue tie. Around her neck, she wore a silver choker.

"Ready, Miss Fairy?" asked Rudolph.

Elizabeth nodded.


Okay. So this chapter includes really the short prelude giving an idea to the monsters, along with chapter 1 that gave some back story and an introduction to one of my main characters.

To let you know, Abeba was in Kenia as Elizabeth was in Anglia.

There are seven kingdoms; the Kingdom of Anglia, the Kingdom of Kenia, the Kingdom of Aquilonis, the Kingdom of Meridiem, the Kingdom of Laponia, the Kingdom of Novus Studium, and the Kingdom of Glacies.

So this is an SYOC, form and rules will be in "Chapter 2" and an example in "Chapter 3". I will only be taking submissions via PM, so submit wisely. Once submitted via review, I will never look at the character, even if it is submitted properly via PM afterwards.