"Effie, my only son, promise me one thing... Promise me you will survive. I don't want to see you in heaven for a long time. I love you, and I wish I could be with you forever, even in heaven, but you need to make your life worthwhile."

"I promise..."

Effie drew back his arrow in the string of his bow. His arms struggled and wiggled, then he steadied. He closed one of his eyes and stared down his target. He released his fingers and the arrow flew through the air. In the blink of an eye the arrow went from Effie's hands, to the head of a Vicer. At least that's what Effie called them. Effie had kept his distance with people and society, so he didn't know that people called them Vicer's. He ran down the small hill and through the field, running towards the Vicer to get his arrow back. He was remembering memories from when he was a child...

He ran through the fields to his mom, whom had her arms spread out, and he jumped into her arms. The two of them laughed and hugged, their games bringing joy to both of them. Later in the day his father was helping him with a bow and arrow. He held it in his hands, drawing the arrow back into his right hand, his left holding the bow.

"Keep your aim straight, just the slightest slip-up can lead to-"

Effie let go of the arrow; it flew through the air, whistling as it cut, but it missed the huge target. It landed in a nearby tree, barely missing a bird.

"That..." His dad finished.

"Sorry..."

"It's alright! You did surprisingly well for your first shot!"

Effie smiled as his dad handed him another arrow to continue. Life repeated in that way; his mom bonding with him in the mornings while his father was at work, and bonding with his dad in the afternoon when his mom cleaned and cooked. Life in the country was perfect; until the day Vicer's flooded the streets, the day was too perfectly traumatic for memory, it didn't even feel like a memory, it felt like he was reliving reality every time it happened.

He had officially turned 15 seven months ago; he was hanging out with his friends in the woods, they would always sit on an old, metal, and wooden bridge. He was laughing with his two friends, Audrey and Shawn. They were talking about normal teen things; school, crushes, technology, anything that came up in conversation. Then he got a call from his mom, he had never been so petrified in his life.

"Effie! Get home now! Something's wrong with your father and traffic is backed up for miles! Tell your friends to get home too! HURRY!"

"What happened to your dad?"

"Same thing that happens to everyone..."

"Effie Elise; the biggest threat to F.E.A.R. and Insanity, but not to us!"

The dark red fox stood on a podium for everyone to see. He was encased in a glass tube-like casing, holding his position as people stared at him. His dark red fur stood out the most, but his back had a black stained tattoo of two wings. His brownish black hair also stood out, but not as much. The only other noticeable thing would be his entirely white left foot.

"Effie Elise! Whose side are you on?"

What's more confusing than watching everyone around you die~?

"I won't let you do this alone!" Effie said sternly.

I know you won't admit it, but everyone lies~!

"I love you..."

Your blood lust will harm everyone! Even you~!

"Somebody here's bringing in Biters! Why else would our people be getting bites overnight?" A male voice scolded.

You just need, to keep pushing through~!

"We're getting out, one way or another."

Watch what you say! Because the world is dangerous~!

"EFFIE!"

Now your feelings will turn to rust~!

Effie Elise

Coming soon...