A cerulean colored grub wiggled its way into a mysterious cave; the entrance was enormous in size compared to the little thing. Water was leaking down from the teeth of the cave. The damp moist air seemed very welcoming as the infant crawled its way through the hole in the earth.
Drip Drip Drip
The little grub continued to make its way in the cave. While it was dark, the grub was a nocturnal creature, and could see perfectly fine in the dark. Although it still stumbled and tripped over its own legs and maybe even the occasional pebble, but nevertheless it was making progress with its insect-like appendages. As it wiggled its way down the path, pebbles and rocks becoming rarer the farther it went. Signs of what once was flowing water were visible on the hard floor. The little thing looked around at its surroundings. Not truly understanding what it perceived. In the distance, there was light. The grub was uncertain as whether or not to venture farther into the unknown. It raised its tiny head, looking up, its semi-long black hair moved along with it as it did so. "Squeeeak!" It shouts. The sounds of its war-cry bounced off every side of the enclosure, echoing into a soft silence. It decided it was safe to move forward.
Into the darkness it went, wiggling and crawling its way around. Stopping only momentarily as its two big cerulean eyes adjusted to the light. Its sensory organs looked around a bit before deeming it safe and continuing on with its journey. Over jagged rocks that jabbed out of floor, into a more soil-like place. The faint scent of flowers began to fill the air. It squeaked again, flowers were a good sign.
A golden bed of flowers, large patches of dirt, stone that covered the floor. The grub took all of it in. The new site it was seeing, the smells it could not label, and a windless breezeless place it was in. Overwhelmed by all the new things it was taking in, the little grub stood still, closing its eyes and ignoring all the noises it heard. Weird noises, big noises. It opened it eyes once the noises were too close for its comfort.
"Now, what is a little thing like you doing out here by yourself?"
(A/N): Hi guys, I would like to say thank you to the Guest that pointed out my really, really shitty mistakes. I guess this was so poorly written because I was focusing on this way too hard. And you know when you focus on something way too hard it becomes shitty? Well...yeah. That's what happened, but I have fixed it up a bit.
Chapter 2 is about a little below halfway done. I'm not sure when I'll be posting it, since I have like...8 other stories to update. Also, am a Freshmen now, so that's going to be in my way. (Just survived 2 weeks of High School. Yay!)
White Demon, out.