Crimson Fangs
Author Notes: Heya it's Mako, yeah you'll be seeing me a lot since I'm the main writer for the stories me and Sen do. Though he is also working on his own one shots for this week. He's got some pretty good ideas ^_^
Now to get on with it, Another high school works( i did a lot for english class~) My own piece, so If there is a piece similar to this I apologize. But hey I made this up in 10 minutes, sue me(don't please) Let's begin :3
3rd POV
A place of snow glazed flowers, that flows across the field, as far as the deep, blue sea. Stars twinkle and glitter up in the black sky. A perfect night...well almost perfect, she is here, but he is not. Her Dark Angel, her prince, her love. He is late this winter. Always did they meet here, in this enchanted setting.
She walks to the lake, staring at her reflection, who she is, what she is. At the moment her ears are tucked and hidden away, along with her tail. Her claws and fangs though they're still there, are normal, not to their deadly degree anyway.
"It seems I'm late this time." A deep voice whispered. It was always a competition to see who'd arrive first. Normally she would laugh, but this time her worries prevent such. She turns around to face him.
Still the same as two years ago, confident, loyal, graceful, everything the wolf prince is and was. Only difference, sweat poured down his long, elegant body. His hair, an auburn color, silky and soft, but so ruffled, he must've rushed here.
It has been three months since his departure. "I'm glad you could come." Deep eyes filled with sorrow stared at him. Whatever it is she needs to speak of...it's not going to be good. "What's wrong my dear."
He crosses toward her, concerned. What could cause such a pain struck expression on her beautiful face? Her long lavender hair which would normally be up in a simple braid, is down. Her face pale and upset, as tears begin to form from her emerald green eyes. He comes close to her and cups her cheek, the tears fall.
Her body trembles, unable to control her sobs, she clings to him. Her body is covered with fresh wounds, and old scars, bruises of purple and black have spread all throughout her arms. More are most likely on her body, covered by the white dress she always wore when meeting him. She refused to meet his gaze, even as he tries to console her, only thing she says for awhile are her wails of agony.
Finally she answers his question, still upset. "They took her...they took our daughter…" That was all that was needed to be said. Her words echo through his mind, as the pain escalates into anger, and guilt.
He had left his newborn child and wife three months prior so he could find a new home for them. He didn't protect them...and now the only thing standing between him and the death of the fools who took his baby was his injured mate. "How long...have you been in your condition?"
She finally faces him, you can smell the fresh blood on her...he only prays it hasn't been long and he can find some way to make it up to her.
"Not long…a month. After you left the other wolves thought to take me as their mate, and kill our baby. I did my best to keep them in line but I wasn't able to control them, they left me and the child alone though...Then he came, he made my life a living nightmare. He killed everyone, tortured me and eventually I was unable to keep him from taking her. He was going to kill her, but then word got out that you were coming back…He now holds her hostage, waiting for you."
Fear and regret fills the blood in his veins. He never thought his own flesh would commit such deeds. He looks into his lovers eyes and sees the truth...he did.
"I will return, with the child, stay here." A quick kiss and he departed, falling to her knees, she prays for their safe return s more clear crystals falls gently down her cheeks.
He sprints to the cave, it was his home once, now a resting place for his family...all this destruction. Hidden is his baby girl, sleeping, what an angel. Despite the situation, he still smiles. As he takes the infant into his warm loving arms, outside snow begins falling on the ground.
The elder one appears, his prize taken. He did this…"How dare you! Leave here at once." Primary instinct, protect the baby…
"That child belongs to me, give her to me now!" Rage, fur bristling. Objective...get the girl.
"Never, Last warning Leave!" Fangs bared, eyes of blood glowing.
"No." A sneer, war has begun, blood, chaos...the snow is painted red
"Victory is mine."
The End
Author Notes: What a cliffhanger for an ending. I'm sure those who are reading this hates how I ended it. Like I said this was done in high school. I purposely made the ending like this, because the assignment was to take one of my micro(mini) stories and make it a flash fiction story. Making sure that in some way shape or form the original was added to it.
So thanks guys, reviews favs and follows would be appreciated. Oh oh and sorry for an spelling/grammar mistakes, and there were some edits done to this, tchao for now ^_^
