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The air was cold and dry, despite the nearby sea. The dark branches spiked into the sky- no sign of life to be found or heard anywhere. The woods, a usual source of life and noise, was now silent The usual chatter of the animals could not be heard, nor the waves of the sea lapping against the shore. The place was silvered and transformed by the light of the moon, which, at the full, hung like a great luminous pearl on the radiant breast of heaven above the large body of water.
Several miles away, deep in the hearth of the dark woods, the moon did little to help the woman find her way toward the shore. The peace was disrupted by the the growls and howls of wolves as they shattered branches littered on their path, obstacles preventing them from reaching their prey silently. Abandoning stealth, confident that their prey was theirs for the taking, they ran at full speed reveling at the fact that this would be an easy hunt, giving in to their bloodlust caused by the full moon.
Finally, the young woman who had been running non-stop for hours on end finally covered enough distance from the predators, to allow herself a rare moment of rest, the acute pain shooting through her legs reminding her that she was nearing her breaking point. Her eyes stung, a side-effect of the silver dagger in her back, impairing her vision but strengthening her other senses. How desperately she wanted to pull that dagger out, knowing that it was slowly but surely killing her, but she could not. It would give away her position and while she was confident she could take on a pack of werewolves in her state, she knew she couldn't both fight a pack of werewolves and protect the small bundle of joy in her arms. Maybe, had she been at her full strength.
The young woman had landed in a small quaggy clearing, no wider than five or six meters, with in the middle a small pool filled with crystal clear water, shimmering and shifting in the moonlight shining down upon it, almost as if the body of water itself was restless at the events transpiring in front of it.. so close, yet powerless to stop the inevitable.
The woman forced herself to crawl towards the water's edge, her throat burning from thirst as she slowly but surely savored the soothing liquid. Slowly, as she looked over the reflective surface of the water, did the young woman finally found it within herself to examine the damage done to her by her self imposed exile.
Her long silky chestnut hair, that flowed like a waterfall down to the middle of her back, was no longer luscious and beautiful, instead matted with blood, sweat and grime, several twigs and other pieces of the forest stuck in her mane of hair. The young woman examined all of the cuts and bruises that littered her face and arms, worrying at the slower than normal healing her body was undergoing, the dagger slowly but surely robbing her of all of her abilities and once there were none left, her life. She continued to examine her body as she looked at the tattered remains of her clothes, as a result of being hunted down by both man and beast. The one thing that had not been damaged since her self imposed exile, was her most defining feature, her eyes.
Her eyes were blue, but not the ordinary sky blue, or the colour of electricity, or even the little flowers that spring up by the side of a path. Her eyes were blue like the sea, crystal clear blue- shimmering, crashing and churning. Looking into her eyes you could hear the ocean, the waves falling against the shore, see the foam flying into the air. Her eyes were blue like the sky right before the sun disappears- dark rich indigo with specks of wild colours here and there. Her eyes were iridescent and flecked with every shade of blue, and just as the ocean, never deciding on one shade. Unlike most sets of eyes of her kind which burned with a fierce hatred and distrust towards others, hers were filled with compassion and love towards friends and family, showing her kind nature and humanity, rare qualities for her time. But today, her eyes burned with fear and hatred, and most importantly: Determination.
She just had to get him to the shore, and then everything would be fine. Her son would live to see another day, fight another day. She looked down at her chest, where the only living thing that mattered most to her in this cold dark world was resting peacefully. The child had a head full of raven black hair, despite being only four months old. He radiated power and defiance, but that was just a shadow of what he could command if he got to grow older than a few months. It was terrifying to think that this small baby would grow to be so damned powerful.
The woman was brought out of her reverie when she realized that the howls and growls of her pursuers were no longer being carried by the winds, like the whispers of the ghosts of the forest. No, she realized that they were getting louder and louder, her superior senses were slowly disappearing as they sounded only a small distance away from her, meaning the worst possible thing for her and her son..
They were getting closer. A lot closer. And they were becoming faster, stronger, more powerful as a result of the moon. She knew she had to hurry, they were nearing her at a faster pace than she could muster with the energy she had left, the big comfortable distance between them decreasing by the minute, but she was weary and wounded, her healing abilities all but gone now. The dagger, that was causing her worriment, had taken away al of her abilities, now targeting her life. She knew she would not make it in time, not with the pace she was going at in comparison to theirs. The shore was too far away, her pursuers too close, she knew there was only one way to save her son. Grabbing a handful of mud, she spread it on her son, hopefully masking his scent long enough for her to distract her pursuers.
"This is it Perseus, our final goodbye. I want you to know, that I am so proud of you no matter what you do, okay? Mommy has to leave to you for now, but know that I shall always be in you heart. I will always love you, my boy, my baby boy. Please, be safe, stay alive and never forget who you are." With those final words, she hid her son in a small hidden burrow, taking one last tear filled look of her sleeping son, committing that sight to her memory forever, and ran as fast as she still could, leading her pursuers as far away from the burrow, as far away from her son.
There we go, the first official chapter of Defying Nature. I gotta admit, I did not expect so many people to be interested in this story. I was surprised by the amount of people that liked it, so I guess I have to continue it now. Still not sure where I'm going with this, but I do have a sort of general idea, so that's cool. I would appreciate it if you guys had any suggestions, I always love reading that. But anyway, what did you guys think of this chapter? Liked it? Loved it? Hated it? Despised it? Though it was 'meh'? Be sure to let me know so that I can both improve my writing skills and your reading experience. You know, win-win for us both, cause this is my first time writing a descriptive chapter so I wanna know what you guys thought of it. I don'T know when I'll be updating this story, but it'll probably be next week around Wednesday-ish. I guess it depends really on how buys I am. I will probably be updating this story only once a week, but I'll try to make the chapters longer to make up for it. I hope that's okay with you guys. Now on to the reviews:
To StyxxsOmega: Thanks for the support dude! And yeah, I will :)
To Artemisisboss: All right, all right... You convinced me: Boom story is now updated. And thank you, I realised that there a lot (and I mean a LOT) of stories about werewolves, but few about hellhounds, so I though, 'eh, what the hell' and well.. The rest is history.
To perseusberserker: Interesting proposition good sir, I guess we'll have to wait and see.. :)
To son of hades1: Thanks! So did I.
To Plymethewill: Well, here ya go, more :) (Plus, that was kinda the point of the prologue, so I'm glad it did its job)
To Death to Barbie 0206: Hey, thank you for all of those exclamation points, I sometimes worry I put too many unnecessary exclamation points whenever I write something. I'm glad I can make you happy with my stories, knowing that makes me happy :) Thanks for the confetti and sparkles, I feel loved :)
To Starbreaker195: To be fair, I didn't think that this was gonna be my forte either.. This story will be completely different from my other story, so I'm not sure how that's gonna go. This one will be a lot more serious and will probably have fight scenes, which worry me cause I have never written a fight scene before. First time for everything I guess XD And, yeah I'll definitely keep that pairing in mind! Thank you for that.
To Guest: Thank you!
To GoldLeak: Boom, done. Updated, you'Re welcome :)
Okay, that's all of 'em so far. It is now really really late so I'm gonna end it here. Have a nice whatever-time-it-is-wherever-you-awesome-people-are and take care! I'll see you either in the next chapter or in my other story if you'll miss me too much XD.
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