Edited it: I've done a basic story board of events, so I now have a proper guide line! *boogies* I restarted the next part, but don't expect it to come soon. o__o
Edit: I've edited and improved it. I am now more comfortable with it, and it fits better in with the plot I have planned.
This is a story I started writing on a whim to do with my slight obsession with transformation. I'm not sure I like how the prologue has turned out, so it might undergo changes. Here it is as it is now. Enjoy.
Prologue: The Last Fight
I clenched my fingers, pushing my nails deeper into the palm of my hand. Anything, anything to make it stop; I have suffered too long. I stood there, breathing heavily, arms wrapped tightly around my chest for warmth, waiting for It too appear. I’d fight it this time; I’d show it that it couldn’t rule my life. I shivered; the air had suddenly gotten colder. I braced myself. It was here.
With a sudden energy my nails started to grow, the blunt ends pushing against my palms to force my hands apart. I gritted my teeth and strained against it, releasing one hand to push the nails of the other down. I wouldn’t let it win. With a stab, the familiar pain began in my left shoulder, a teeth aching agony that sent me to my knees. I fought to get on my feet, but my joints cracked, sending me tumbling back down onto the cold cellar floor. With another bout of agony that made me feel as if my skin was on fire, fur rippled up my back, silky black but wiry to the touch. There wasn’t much time left. I gave up on my hands; gasping, I looked around the floor for the knife I’d left, hidden underneath a chequered table cloth. Seeing it about a foot away from me I gathered up my remaining strength and lunged, my suddenly sharp claws screeching across the stone, slowing me. It knew what I was doing, and it wasn’t going to let me succeed. With a cry I fell, a sudden, gnawing pain digging at my temples causing me to writhe on the floor, inches away from my goal.
“No, not this time! No more! I won’t let you do this! It is over!” A hoarse voice, my own, broke through the quiet of the underground room, accompanied by a snarl of rage. With the last of my strength, born from desperate anger, I grabbed the knife, bringing it swinging towards my left arm. If I could just do this, forget the pain, fight my cowardice, I’d be free. The pain in my head increased, but I carried on, sobbing as my swing gained momentum, blade angling-.
CRACK
There was a strangled scream, a clatter as the knife dropped to the floor.
Everything went black.
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Blackness. Complete blackness. No light could penetrate this dark.
Black as midnight...
Two golden eyes glowed in the darkness, searching, peering through it, looking for something or someone. Its gaze alighted on what it was looking for and it laughed. It had found me.
I shrunk away from its gaze; backing up until I hit what I guessed was a wall, if there were such things as walls in this place. The eyes came closer, drawing level with mine a couple of feet away. There was a flash; I saw a muzzle, black lips drawn back to reveal yellow teeth in a snarl. I shrunk back even more. It laughed at my fear, the image fading into black.
Foolish, Katie, foolish. You know better.
I gritted my teeth, hating myself for failing, and tried to stop shaking. That was my last hope, the last of my will power. I slumped. I couldn't do it. I'd never be free. I took several deep breaths. If only I was stronger; If only I had the courage... But there was nothing I could do now. Nothing, but obey. I rubbed my face in my arms and looked at it. The eyes were at an angle, as if its head was cocked listening. It laughed.
You're at the end of the line. You knew it was hopeless, yet you tried anyway? Why? Why waste the energy?
Teeth flashed as it yawned lazily.
You knew it wouldn’t work, you know this is what is meant to be. You’re the vessel. You were born to house me.
Its last word/thought was accompanied by a low growl. I spat at it, my anger rising. It dodged, shaking its head.
“I was not born into anything, you lying cheating beast! Let me be, release me! I will never stop fighting you!”
Its laugh that had started at the beginning of my outburst quietened down at my last words. A rush of anger emanated from it as it stood to tower over me; lights flashing I hid my eyes as it bore down on me, jaws agape. There was a long, low growl, like thunder in a storm at sea, that rose into an ear splitting roar. I tried desperately to clutch at my ears, to stop the pain and block it out, but my limbs were frozen in place. After a minute it died down, and the beast sat again with a sigh.
Why won’t you accept it? You were born into this role; I smelt it on you the first time we met. You have the blood. You should consider it an honour.
I opened my mouth to speak again, but the eyes began to fade.
Everything will become clear soon, Katie. On the night of your birth. Don't forget...
Its voice faded on its last words, leaving me alone in the silence and the dark. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried.
I have started working on the first part (as I'm going to post it in parts insteads of chapters as it isn't going to be too long), but it might be a while before I post it.
Edit: I've edited and improved it. I am now more comfortable with it, and it fits better in with the plot I have planned.
This is a story I started writing on a whim to do with my slight obsession with transformation. I'm not sure I like how the prologue has turned out, so it might undergo changes. Here it is as it is now. Enjoy.
Prologue: The Last Fight
I clenched my fingers, pushing my nails deeper into the palm of my hand. Anything, anything to make it stop; I have suffered too long. I stood there, breathing heavily, arms wrapped tightly around my chest for warmth, waiting for It too appear. I’d fight it this time; I’d show it that it couldn’t rule my life. I shivered; the air had suddenly gotten colder. I braced myself. It was here.
With a sudden energy my nails started to grow, the blunt ends pushing against my palms to force my hands apart. I gritted my teeth and strained against it, releasing one hand to push the nails of the other down. I wouldn’t let it win. With a stab, the familiar pain began in my left shoulder, a teeth aching agony that sent me to my knees. I fought to get on my feet, but my joints cracked, sending me tumbling back down onto the cold cellar floor. With another bout of agony that made me feel as if my skin was on fire, fur rippled up my back, silky black but wiry to the touch. There wasn’t much time left. I gave up on my hands; gasping, I looked around the floor for the knife I’d left, hidden underneath a chequered table cloth. Seeing it about a foot away from me I gathered up my remaining strength and lunged, my suddenly sharp claws screeching across the stone, slowing me. It knew what I was doing, and it wasn’t going to let me succeed. With a cry I fell, a sudden, gnawing pain digging at my temples causing me to writhe on the floor, inches away from my goal.
“No, not this time! No more! I won’t let you do this! It is over!” A hoarse voice, my own, broke through the quiet of the underground room, accompanied by a snarl of rage. With the last of my strength, born from desperate anger, I grabbed the knife, bringing it swinging towards my left arm. If I could just do this, forget the pain, fight my cowardice, I’d be free. The pain in my head increased, but I carried on, sobbing as my swing gained momentum, blade angling-.
CRACK
There was a strangled scream, a clatter as the knife dropped to the floor.
Everything went black.
***************
Blackness. Complete blackness. No light could penetrate this dark.
Black as midnight...
Two golden eyes glowed in the darkness, searching, peering through it, looking for something or someone. Its gaze alighted on what it was looking for and it laughed. It had found me.
I shrunk away from its gaze; backing up until I hit what I guessed was a wall, if there were such things as walls in this place. The eyes came closer, drawing level with mine a couple of feet away. There was a flash; I saw a muzzle, black lips drawn back to reveal yellow teeth in a snarl. I shrunk back even more. It laughed at my fear, the image fading into black.
Foolish, Katie, foolish. You know better.
I gritted my teeth, hating myself for failing, and tried to stop shaking. That was my last hope, the last of my will power. I slumped. I couldn't do it. I'd never be free. I took several deep breaths. If only I was stronger; If only I had the courage... But there was nothing I could do now. Nothing, but obey. I rubbed my face in my arms and looked at it. The eyes were at an angle, as if its head was cocked listening. It laughed.
You're at the end of the line. You knew it was hopeless, yet you tried anyway? Why? Why waste the energy?
Teeth flashed as it yawned lazily.
You knew it wouldn’t work, you know this is what is meant to be. You’re the vessel. You were born to house me.
Its last word/thought was accompanied by a low growl. I spat at it, my anger rising. It dodged, shaking its head.
“I was not born into anything, you lying cheating beast! Let me be, release me! I will never stop fighting you!”
Its laugh that had started at the beginning of my outburst quietened down at my last words. A rush of anger emanated from it as it stood to tower over me; lights flashing I hid my eyes as it bore down on me, jaws agape. There was a long, low growl, like thunder in a storm at sea, that rose into an ear splitting roar. I tried desperately to clutch at my ears, to stop the pain and block it out, but my limbs were frozen in place. After a minute it died down, and the beast sat again with a sigh.
Why won’t you accept it? You were born into this role; I smelt it on you the first time we met. You have the blood. You should consider it an honour.
I opened my mouth to speak again, but the eyes began to fade.
Everything will become clear soon, Katie. On the night of your birth. Don't forget...
Its voice faded on its last words, leaving me alone in the silence and the dark. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried.
I have started working on the first part (as I'm going to post it in parts insteads of chapters as it isn't going to be too long), but it might be a while before I post it.
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