Prologue
'It starts with
One thing, I don't know why...'
In The End
Linkin Park
The wind whispered softly across the hillside, the blanket of a starless night covering the surrounding fields in darkness. In the near total silence lumbering footsteps could be heard coming ever closer, powerful footsteps, a noise that sent all the nearby birds and rodents into a scattering panic.
The wendigo topped the crest of the hill, it's muscular yellow and green frame illuminated by a sudden burst of moonlight before a cloud blocked it again. The beast stood there for a second, looking over the plains spread out before it, scenting out it's prey's hiding place. It's wide, gaping nostrils flared as it picked up the scent of blood, rich sustenance, a small way to the right. It spun and barreled off in that direction, an unstoppable juggernaut in pursuit of food.
The fox barked in pain and terror as it saw the beast. It's leg was caught in a farmer's trap, and struggling only deepened the wound. There was no escape from the massive fist that smashed into it's skull, ending it's suffering instantly. The wendigo feasted on the still-warm carcass.
The meal was suddenly interrupted by a strange tearing noise a few yards away. Looking up quickly in case there was some kind of threat, it was presented with the strangest thing it's simple mind had ever come across, or would again.
What could only be described as a hole was appearing in mid-air, seeming to rip it's way through the very fabric of reality. Fiery light spilled forth from inside, staining the ground with it's unholy presence. And the stench of death was overpowering. It was this which drew the wendigo close to the portal, which doomed it. The last thing the beast saw was something whipping out of the portal, straight into it's head.
A few seconds later, a sinister laugh rolled across the plains, terrifying even what the wendigo hadn't scared off. A tall figure stepped through into the world, the portal hissing closed behind it. Energy and sheer malice radiated from the figure, almost like an aura of pure evil.
"Chee hee hee. I'm baaaaaaaack!" it sniggered.