Here's the beginning of Ai: The Forsaken story...or is it. If you want to know...read to find out.
A living Nightmare
Grey mist hangs on the sides of an ailing mountain hanging on its last cliff. Hugging onto the mountain was a treacherous trail winding down to the mountain base. The shoulder was weak and shallow, like the mountainside, it clung to like a baby to its mother. Life was desolate. No plant dares to call it home, no animal dare to climb its deadly slope.
Suddenly, a streak of light spears through the mist hovering close to the mountain, intending comfort to the ancient being, following the trail down the mountainside. Slowly figures covered in brown cloaks glide down the path through the mist silently. They hobble close to the mountain wall as if it was their crutch as well as their safety line from plummeting to the mountain base. Their pale sickly hands robotically cuddle the mud as their lips tighten with exertion.
However, one lone-cloaked figure lags behind the group. Leaning on the muddy wall as if it was their strength. Every time they attempt to straighten, they would wobble back to lean on the edge. The cloaked figure was smaller than the others were; stops while breathing heavily as if they could not breathe. Another figure, larger then wheezing one, stops when they notice the little one not following.
"Come we cannot rest here." softly scolds a raspy feminine voice.
"I can't…I'm tired and hungry." Whines a child voice that was as loud as a whisper.
"We are all tired and hungry child, but we must go on until we make it to our resting place." Said the feminine voice with a stern tone. The small figure barely lifts their arm saying, "I can't. I'm too weak to go on this stupid trip. Why couldn't we have stayed home! We were fine back there." Complain the child. "Child if we had stayed we would have truly died!" yelled the woman.
"How would you know? We were fine; we had food, water, and shelter. We would have been fine…I miss home…I can't take this ANYMORE!" yells the child. The child suddenly cough from his little outburst in his weaken state.
"I know you are," said the feminine voice with a softer tone, "but we can't rest here. I promise you we will rest soon." The figure went over to the young child. "But…" started the child but calmed down by the other figure as she picks them up. She pushes back the hood to reveal a child with long curly sliver starlight hair framing his pale slightly chubby face. His wide sapphire gems gaze up at the hooded face of the elder with salted crystal prick at the corner of his eyes, begging them to relent to his will.
The other figure pulled back their hood to reveal a woman withered from strife and struggle with snow-white hair. Her sapphire eyes are the only evidence of her actually being a young woman instead of old. The eyes of a once beautiful maiden gaze down in a sad resolve to the pleading innocent eyes of the child. Her eyes waver slightly and the boy sighs in defeat and the woman smiles. The moment they went to catch up with the others the mountainside suddenly erupts into a muddy shower.
The woman quickly moves to the mountain wall effectively shielding the boy from the falling debris. A chorus of screams coming from the group ahead bombarded their eardrums with erupting mountainside. The woman looks to her right as the remaining members of the group run in their direction screaming. "Oh no." gasp the woman as she witness the path crumbling down behind and beneath a few lagging members of her group. She quickly moved from the wall, with the boy clinging to her as the mountain path once did to the mountain, racing the faltering trail that was close behind her.
The child screams while watching the path breaking up into little clunks behind them falling to the mountain base. The woman pushed herself harder as she heard the landslide becoming louder. When they made the bend, she saw a few standing on a firm ledge at the cave entrance beckoning her to move faster. She quickly glances at the advancing landslide and exert the last of her energy to sprint to the open arms of others.
They made it to safety, the woman and boy, with the others as they watch the last bit of the path crumble at the cave's mouth. She places the boy down on the ground breathing heavily like the others around her. "Look out!" shouts a voice when a sudden gasp erupts from the woman, the boy looks in horror at the shock woman before him. She looks down to see a sharp glistening point perturbing out of her chest.
The woman looks down at the boy with a sadden happy resolve and whispers, "I love you." As she falls back.
"MOMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Shrills the boy while being held back by the closest adult. "Everyone run!" yells a voice as the cloaked figures scream running into the cave.
The boy looks up to see another cloaked being, but this one was wearing a black cloak instead of brown with black feathery masses perturbing out of his back.
The boy quivers in fear as the cloaked being raise his hand as a little red sphere develops in his hand.
He aims it at the boy.
The boy petrified in place.
The being's hood falls back revealing a man with short black hair in a Fohawk and a scar on the right side of his pale face.
The man smirks at the frighten child before him.
"Good night little angel." Said the man as the little boy only saw red.
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