Prologue
Five young kids were running through the forest. To normal humans, they were a strange mix. There was a five year old wolf-dog demon, a six year old priestess in training, two half-demons, and a human girl. They were all orphans and always chased away from almost every village they come to. The human girl tripped and fell behind.
"Halla, guys, wait up!" she cried to her speeding away friends. They all stopped when they heard her cry out and waited for her to catch up. Halla was the strongest, and oldest of the group, along with the leader.
"What's the matter Nadira? Did a pretty butterfly or flower distract you?" she joked. Then, as the rest of the group came together she grew serious. You need to learn to focus Nadira. All of us are just beginning to tap into our power. We need to focus and grow as strong as we possibly can. If we gain our full power then we won't be chased away from every village we come to. Are you not tired of being chased away all the time. I know I am."
"Yes, of course we're all tired of being chased way," said the other full demon. "We're kids, we're suppose to be afraid of bed time not of being killed by a mob of angry villagers. But we can't become full powered in a day. We should just build us a place to stay now, here in the forest, and then focus on training."
"You know, that's actually a great idea. How did you think of that. Usually it's one of the others that think that far ahead," Halla exclaimed.
"Hey, that's not nice!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I guess we better get started on building our home. I just hope we're far enough away from that last village. I got a bad feeling from there. Even now I can't shake that feeling off."
"Come on Halla. You can't possibly be afraid of them. They were just humans...right?" questioned one of the half-demons. She hesitated on the last word, not sure herself of the answer.
" Yeah, at least when I searched their auras they were not demons. I still don't trust that village, though. There could of been one hiding in the forest. Oh well, no time to dwell on what I could of done. Let's get started.
About a year ago a builder, whose oldest son's had just moved on, was in need of workers to help him build. The group had approached him for the job. At first he was going to refuse until he realized that no one else was willing to work for him because there had been many incidents with those he hired. He taught the kids on how to build, and since most of them had demon powers he got a lot more work done. They were all happy until the villagers found out that the kids were demons and half-demons they chased the kids away and tore down all the things they had built. But because of their short time with the builder they had the skills to build a hut. By nightfall they had a small temporary hut built.
When they were done they entered the hut and ate their evening meal. They were all exhausted from the hard day of work. Halla, who still had a bad feeling about the last village volunteered to take first watch. But sadly she was even more tired than the rest of the group, and so before an hour had passed she was out, along with the rest of the group. Halla should have payed more attention to her surroundings in the village, because if she had she would of never let herself fall asleep.
It was long after the moon had set when the shadows started forming. The shadows slowly crept up in the hut. One lit a torch. In the small light you could see the face of a villager, a possessed villager.
Before the girls could even awake fully they were trapped inside a burning hut. Halla finally had the half demon tear an opening in the side for them to escape from. But sadly, being outside wasn't much better. The moment they stepped outside they were attacked by possessed villagers. They were fighting for their lives. In moments they were all wounded badly. They were starting to realize that they couldn't win this fight right now. And so, Halla, being the leader, grouped them all together and formed a plan.
"We have to run guys. But we also have to stay together. If we get separated we could be killed, because there would be no one to watch your back. Now let's go."
They started running. At first they were able to get away. But then, the controlling demon showed up in the middle of the group. He had a few normal demons with him. He sent the demons and possessed villagers after the girls, separating them into five different directions. As the clearing where the demon stayed grew quiet there was five screams coming from the direction that each girl went. After that it became quiet again, until the birds started singing again. The demon, who had the form of a human and was wearing a white baboon cloak, laughed and went to finish a task he had set in place elsewhere.
Way off to the west Halla slowly pushed the demon off of her. She was only six and she had already killed three demons. She had many deep wounds though, and when she tried to walk she only got a few steps before falling again. She called out with her mind to her friends. She called and called, but never got an answer. The forest echoed with her mourning cry before she closed her eyes. A single tear rolled down her cheek.