The trees drips water form their soaked leaves that drank happily from the previous rain storm that passed in the night. The cool air felt like it could easily freeze your lungs with one breathe. The creatures lay still dreaming of their food, their hunters, and their love to be, but one creature is stirring while the others slept.
A young man with dark brown hair with ears like a wolf, climbed through the trees trying to stay out of sight of its prey. The young man looked as if he was in his mid-20's and completely in his youth. You could see that the young man has large broad shoulders with toned muscles covering his arms. Broad shoulders lay smoothly into his strong back with a light gray long sleeve shirt that tucked into dirt brown pants. Black boots ran up his legs and stop just below his knee. A wolf like tail swinging back and fortieth as the young man stopped on a high branch that extended at least 20 feet off the ground. Branches between him and his 'snack' he watched with gleaming eyes.
His prey, sprites. Wild and untamed creatures that can and will deceive you whenever they so desire. These sprits are the sole embodiment of this forest and will avoid anything that is not one of their own. They take the form of young elfish maidens with different color skin ranging to bright blue to blood red. They are extremely hard to catch but it never discouraged the young and the brave for you need to go deep into the forest to find them. Their beauty surpasses the gods and goddesses themselves, that and it doesn't help them that their naked all the time. (Humans from all over the world have tried endlessly to find and capture one but seeing that he is no human gives him a home field advantage.)
The young man has been stalking his pray for the past six months, staying out of sight. Planing his movements carefully he sits and waits tile the right moment then, Wam he catches one of them. A snug grein layes on his lips. Throughout the past months he learned a lot about his prey, so it wasn't all for nothing if he didn't end up catching one of them. He learnded a lot about them, for one they never stray too far from their group. The seconded is that they like watery areas like ponds or rivers etc. This group in particular likes a constant flow so they will fallow a river or strem most often a hiden river. They also never stay in a place that's been discovered by a human or a ala-nche until many years have passed.
Their long hair flowed like water over their exposed skin that looks as soft and gentle as a cloud. Their eyes, even though they are one color sparkled with the life of the forest. Their smile simple and sweet curved lightly on their faces.
Caressing their beauty the young man couldn't help himself as he howled at the top of his lungs "WOOO"
The sprits turned to where he was, terror filling their eyes. Realizing what he had done it was too late for the sprites changed into small orbs of different colors. They took off disappearing into the forest. Taking a chance, the young man leaped out of his hiding spot, chasing after them to try and catch one. His golden eyes lay upon one that was a light blue almost gray and darted after it separating it from the others. The sprit gleamed with life as if it was made from pure light. The man gave chase to the sprite, but little did he know that the sprite was leading him somewhere.
Leading the young man into a part of the forest that his family forbid him and his siblings to go for it lay too close to the human roads. Many humans do not like the ala-nche and humans would do anything to teach them who is higher on the food chain. Most ala-nche where forced into hiding after the cleansing war and those who were caught have one of two choices, be a slave or death.
Realizing this he still continued to chase the sprit knowing that he's strong enough to deceive humans and protect himself if it doesn't go well. But to be safe the man hid is ears and tail and within an instant they vanished.
He chased the sprit closer and closer to the human road and if he ran any farther he would have to stop. Not because he was afraid of humans actually he kicked many human asses he was more afraid of dealing with a rival family on the other side. Besides he was getting tired.
"Damn" he said agitatedly his voice rough from the chase "why are they so shy," he stopped leaning one hand on a tree that stood to his right. The rough texture of the tree pressed into his back with uncomfortable spikes sticking him like how he wanted to the sprite that will not stop.
"God." He said exasperated "I swear that one day I will catch one of you," he looked to where he last saw the sprit. "And when I do I'll fuck you into the ground." He laid his head onto the tree feeling wood breaking off into his hair.
His eyes close and an image appears in the darkness. It felt cold and lonely something that he have never felt before. The image is hazy almost nothing could be seen, trees and the plants and the ground itself could be seen nothing else. No animals, hunters, prey not even rocks, nothing. What was happening? Why did it feel so…cold? As if there is no life in this place. That's when he smelt it. Blood.
The scent of blood filled the air thick and fowl like mud after a heavy rain storm as it came down from the mountains marsh.
"What the hell? Why is there so much blood in the air?" his eyes cringed under the unpleasantly scented air, then slowly opened them. Disgusted at the smell the man covered his noise with his wrist worried about losing his dinner from the night before. "God I need to get out of here or I'm going to lose what's left of my food." Getting off the tree he froze in his tracks as he saw the ground. Blood and a lot of it. The trail lead in his direction and the closer it got the more blood there was. The man's stomach turned even more at the sight.
"Whatever this belong to was strong for it lost a lot of blood." His heart sank a little then try to shake it off. "It's probably died by now." He turned to leave and then he saw the tree that he was leaning on. His eyes widen then shot to his right hand witch confirmed his suspicion. His hand was covered with blood, the blood is still fresh and wet which meant the creature is close. But what was it? What creature is big enough to leave blood on a tree and so much of it without killing over?
Without hesitation the man darted out of curiosity driving him. Following the trail of blood that got larger and larger with every step. Running under and over fallen trees going around them as well. Finally the trail came to a very small clearing and in a pool of blood laid the creature. The creature laid still, its white head lays motionless on the ground. Other than the blood stains a red striped cloth lay on the body with white fabric underneath. Its legs cross one another restricting their movement.
The man hesitated to go near it then shuffled near it a little then stop after his one step. Cold nerves tighten in his broad shoulders. Why? He thought to himself why am I so nervous? It makes no sense, I'm never nervous. Why am I now? Rethinking his curiosity and half minded to turn around and leave forgetting that he had ever saw it. That's when the sprite from earlier, floated around the being then transformed on the other side of it. The sprites hair covered her chest in strands of black water flowing down to her waist. Her skin of dark green brushed the creatures face looking with kind eyes. Regaining his courage the man stepped forward then stopped when the sprit looked up at him with dark eyes that pierced deep into his chest.
She tilted her head then looked back to the dying being then look back to the young man. Light green tears ran down her face as if begging for the man to help the creature.
Still hesitant the man walked to the sprite as he got closer to her he saw her pain was in fact real. Sprits are known to be deceiving and will do anything to protect themselves from those who seek them even if it means they have to stain their hands with blood.
"Please" the sprits voice creaked hollowly "save him."
Stopping mere feet from the sprit the man's brow bind in confusion "him?" he whispered in a low voice. Then his eyes snapped open realizing what she meant. He dropped down to the man's side turning him to face him. The man's face was covered to where you couldn't see his eyes.
"Hey you ok?" the man raised his voice to a soft shout, "answer me" panic set in. he laid the unconscious man on the ground then placed his head on his chest trying to find a heartbeat. His eyes widen even farther. Nothing!
sorry i lost every thing so i had to start over again but im making up for it. two chapters down! yaXD