Alright, listen up. Ima say this once: I honestly think I suck at writing Fanfiction, and now I feel I've sunk to an all time low adopting someone elses. So that being said, I DONT OWN THE ORIGINAL RIGHTS!
The characters belong to MauMeow1. I adopted it!
I dont own GoG. Cause if I did, I would make more books.
Prologue: The Owlet
The little owlet shivered. It had been a while since she'd seen her parents. She had opened her eyes only a few nights before, and already had a few of her firsts, like first insect, but she was already looking forward to her first meat ceremony.
The sky was becoming a deep shade of gray and violet, and it was evident night was coming to an end! Where are my mum and da? she wondered.
Suddenly a terrible shrieking filled the air and tore her from her thoughts. There was a commotion outside.
"We won't give her to you!" She heard her mother shree. It was the first time the young owl had heard the scream of her species, and she didn't like it one bit.
Mum, she wanted to ask, What's going on? Where's da?
Brown feathers flashed outside the hollow. She whimpered as she recognized her mother's back. It was stained with blood. Another barn owl was fighting her mum. His talons were long, and sharp. Sharper than any owl she had seen. The way they glistened, they had to be made of metal.
The little owlet pressed herself against the soft feathers she slept in, shivering out of control, terror in her dark eyes. There was a final shriek, and her mother fell in a heap of blood and feathers. She nearly wept as she saw her mother's breath fade...
The barn owl with talons of metal flew into her hollow. He looked around a bit before stopping on her, his eyes red with excitement.
The Owlet trembled, "P-p-please..."
The barn owl smiled at her, but the expression on his beak was little more than a cruel sneer. "I see there are some of pure blood here, unlike those frinking traitors you call your parents."
"T-th-their not..." She stuttered, scared to death of this owl.
"I'll bring you to Metalbeak and Nyra," he said, his sneer fading into a serious, hardened look, "Come and meet the Pure Ones."
The owlet wilfed. This was the owl that had killed her mum and da!
"Who are you?" she squeaked.
"I'm a soldier of the Pure Ones. We, are Tyto Albas, the most superior of all owl species!"
"W-what? But you are a Barn owl, same as me and my parents!" she said.
"No," he corrected her, "You are a pure blood. That means you are better than them. Come and meet the Tigh Tyto. If you join us, you can help as we purify all of the Owl Kingdoms!"
He killed mum...he killed my parents...the little owlet stopped shaking, Wait...Pure Ones...purifying all Owl Kingdoms! I can do that! That sounds easy!
"O-okay," she said shakily, "Bring me to the high tyto!"
The owl smiled an evil smile. "Excellent..." And with that, he grabbed the owlet and flew off with her into the night.