1,000 years ago in a small village situated in the woods, there were these tiny mouse-like people called the Piccori. Most Piccori helped the Hylians, but there was one gang that didn't. This gang included five Piccori, their names were Vaati, Rain(pronounced Rah-in), Stormy, Veinta(pronounced vay-een-tah), and Thistle.
It was a cloudy, gloomy day when the awful event had happened. The event that started a bunch of horrible things in motion... Vaati's gang had gone over board with how evil they were. It had started with a young boy in a black tunic armed with a small, but very sharp sword. The boy had beautiful violet eyes and violet hair. He was young and innocent too; he'd never hurt anyone and was always happy. The boy's name was CrossBones.
CrossBones had walked into the forest just for the purpose of a nice stroll when he came across the Piccori Village.
"Hello! Is anyone there?!" CrossBones called out.
Vaati's gang appeared.
"We're here! And we'll be the last people you see before you die! You deserve it for trying to step on our homes!" Vaati called out.
The other gang members nodded their heads in agreement. CrossBones stepped back, frightened.
"Bring him down!" Vaati instructed.
The others followed his directions and quickly pulled CrossBones to the ground.
"Let me go! I didn't do anything to you!" CrossBones cried out.
"Hm, you wouldn't miss your hands and feet too much would ya?" Vaati asked pulling CrossBone's sword from his sheath.
"Please, don't hurt me!" CrossBones pleaded, trying to make the four other Piccori release him.
"Hold still or it will hurt more!" Vaati threatened CrossBones as he started to cut into CrossBones' left foot.
It was painful and CrossBones knew he would die of blood loss, but he stayed put like Vaati had instructed him for he was a very obedient boy.
After a few excruciating minutes, CrossBones laid on the ground, weak, almost dead, without hands or feet. Rain was frightened; she never had been associated with a murder before. She hadn't been the one to do the actual killing and she didn't do that good of a job of holding the boy still, but guilt and fear still flooded her.
"Vaati! I think we actually killed him!" Rain cried out, frightfully.
"Let's get out of here! We wouldn't want to get caught!" Vaati called to the gang and they all ran away leaving CrossBones on the ground to die.
However, CrossBones wasn't dead! He still had some energy so he transformed himself into a wolf using magic. Now, he stood weakly as a black and gray wolf with purple glow where his feet should've been. Despite this transformation, he kept those beautiful violet eyes. CrossBones ran away from the bloody grass and out of the woods.
