A/N: If you have clicked this after that awful name and description, I thank you. You have already done more than I expected anyone to do. Even if you just came to write a shitty review and leave, I appreciate you immensely. I do not know if this story will be any good, but I have been reading a lot… ok, too much fanfiction recently, and I wanted to throw my card in the ring. I really want to try to update this every week, but I only have so much time, between still reading fanfiction and not doing my homework, letting it build up until I have a mental breakdown and force myself to go into shutdown mode to do it. Anyways, thanks for clicking. :D
-DerSke
Prologue:
His heart beat faster as he ran, the fruitlessness of his attempt to escape dawning on his scattered brain. He stopped running, as his panic rose and he started to hyperventilate. He could still hear… something… screaming at him, telling him that he was going to die. He desperately looked forward when he could hear the thundering sounds of the creature as it moved closer and closer to him.
He went to run again, when something in his mind told him to stop. His breath hitched for a moment, realizing he was facing deeper darkness than what was already surrounding him. With a fearful step forward, he looked down into the seemingly infinite abyss below him. He swallowed thickly, taking a step back towards solid land. He personally couldn't believe how bad his luck was. First, he was trapped in this land of darkness, then, when exploring a deep tunnel, he accidentally ran into the absolute worst thing he could, which was still very angry and hell-bent on killing him for disturbing it.
The realization of his assured doom almost shattered his will. He wanted to live. He felt sorry for the creature. It was sleeping, and he just had to wake it up. He just wanted to live. Swallowing down the bile threatening to make its appearance on the ground, he almost fell as the creature shook the land when it approached. He closed his eyes and faced away from the entrance of the tunnel he ran out of, bracing himself for his painful demise.
Suddenly, the creature stopped. He could smell its putrid breath, the bile in his throat threatening to appear again. After around ten seconds of seemingly being still alive, he opened his eyes, and slowly faced the creature. What he saw made him back up in fear, almost falling off the cliff he was on. A monstrous creature faced him. It had a large, vaguely female, purely, unnaturally white head. The neck flowed seamlessly between white skin and dark, royal purple scales. It had fins, or wings, he wasn't sure which. It's face was contorted into a look of rage. His breath quickened as he registered the monster's attributes.
Slowly, the face contorted into a sneer, looking at him. "WEAK. SCARED. THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE." It rumbled to him. He froze, his breath escaping him. "I-I…—" he stammered. "NO. YOU ARE NOT EVEN WORTH KILLING. YOU. PUNY. HUMAN!" It roared. He tried to back up again, his back hand slipping off the edge of the cliff. He scrambled to get his grip back on the edge. "W-what? Yo-you're not go-ing to kill m-me?" He stuttered. A flash of anger passed through his eyes as he continued to tremble under the gaze of the creature.
"NO." The creature's face contorted into a sadistic smile. "I WILL GRANT YOU A… DIFFERENT FATE." He paled at the words, hundreds of terrible scenarios spinning around in his brain. "GOODBYE, WEAKLING." The creature rumbled. The creature then raised a wing, and smashed the ground in front of him. "NO!" He screamed as the cliff edge gave way. He felt himself falling, the laughter of the creature following him down into the darkness.
A/N: Oh boy, here we go with some trash class writing. Already do we have some random stuff going on that will be explained later. Believe me when I say, this is gonna get weird.
-DerSke