Little Monsters: Heroes For the Ages

by MavenRogan

There have always been miraculous, ever since the dawn of time. But while humans are flawed, no one expected a Kwami to fall. Now, what is nearly a god is loose in the streets of Berlin, Germany. And it's up to a rag tag group of what pass as heroes to save the world. No one told them what they were getting into. But they're out only chance. SYOC check Author's notes for details

Little Monsters: Prologue

The man meant the best when he threw the amulet into the river. Hands shaking, sweat beading his brow he clutched the stone tight feeling it's sharp edges cut into his hand like a tooth.

He wanted to say something. But when he opened his hand and saw the stone again it was all he could do to mutter a curse through his clenched teeth.

But then the words did come. The shortest sermon ever given:

"I'm sorry."

And with that he hurled it, hard and far over the water and it arced gleaming in the sunlight like a single purple tear. And it sank in silence. The smooth gloss of its surface darkened and dimmed by the water's depths.

The man meant the best.

He didn't know what he had done.

Years passed and the river flowed. The amulet went deeper, covered by the muck and darkness of the years it was almost as if it did not exist at all for a long while.

In that darkness something stirred, angry and forlorn in the oppressive blackness of age and time it grew hopeless. With hopelessness came rage and with rage came the boiling waves of hatred.

The thing yearned for the sun but not because it missed it.

It wanted out, wanted freedom the way a starving animal wanted food.

So it waited and when the river finally ran its course and time wore away the dirt that had contained it, the beast rejoiced in its demented way within the confines of its glass prison.

It heard the young man before it saw him. Felt the dirt shift as he dug at the ground in a playfulness and all at once the beast saw the sun again. Warm and bright and full of the promise of life.

It hated it.

But the boy, like the man before him all those years ago didn't know what he had done. The young man bent down over the creature, eyes wide and glittering with delight at his discovery.

"Hey look! I found something!"

No one could blame him, the amulet was beautiful, almost intoxicating even with the layer of dust that dulled the shiny surface. It would have stirred greed in anyone's heart.

And as the boy's fingers closed around the amulet, the sun went dark again.

A/N: Hey gang! This is Maven coming at ya after lurking in the ML fandom since it's beginning. Hope you like this little sneak peek! Got a very exciting story coming up, and even more exciting, you wonderful readers get a chance to be a part of it! A syoc for the ML fandom to enjoy! Exciting huh? Check out my profile for a form and the rules, as well as my own character. Hope to see you guys back again!