|Nature's Way of Creating Crossroads
Author: Der Adler Des Mondes PM
This is a silent story. Meaning no diologue. Please review and help my understanding of the English language grow. Also not beta'ed but I will find one.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,978 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-13-10 - id: 2837875
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
Title: Midnight Creature
Chapter 1: Miday Midnight Fate
Hello and thank you everyone who even clicked on this story! I apologize for any mistakes I made please help me find them and correct them :D
WARNING: Please do not copy my work! As well as not Beta'ed.
I edited the story in order to make it easier to read.
As always a review for me is a review for you!
The creature weaved through the snowy forest, in the depths of the night, as the moon glinted of his midnight black fur.
The creature moved gracefully in the stillness of the full moon night, taking great care to be silent in his hunt for prey. He had spotted a full grown buck earlier, and was trailing it as the unsuspecting animal trailed the herd.
The creature easily was taller than the buck, being much bigger than his average species. The buck paused its trek near an almost frozen river, to take a small drink. The creature steadied himself, preparing to strike if an opportunity arises.
One thing he has learned over the centuries, is that patience is defiently a virtue. The buck suddenly pricks up, and realizes how far from the herd he is.
At the same moment, the creature pounces onto the buck, digging his fangs deeply into the buck's neck, squeezing the life out of it.
As quickly as it began, the deed was done, the buck's blood was scattered onto the snow coloring it red. The creature proceeded to enjoy his meal, ripping apart flesh and chewing on the bone.
When the creature was done, he harshly dragged the rotting corpse with him through the snow creating a blood trail, to a cave entrance that is covered with trees in the front.
The color of the cave blending in with the mountain, barely giving away the presence of it. The creature pulled the corpse onto the others that he has collected over the months, and went to light slumber.
The wolf heard the morning before he ever saw it, the early morning tweets of the birds he could hear in his lonely cave.
When he glanced up he saw the horizon, with the light's rays like hands reaching out into the sky.
The morning was blissfully cool, and it appeared that it snowed a bit during his slumber. The wolf got up tiredly to start another day, to continue surviving.
The wolf sniffed the air and immediately smelled a scent that was very familiar and spelled danger into his mind. The scent of Man.
He quietly went out of his cave, taking great care to cover up his giant paw prints and settled nestled in a bunch of bushes, and waited.
He was soon rewarded, a human being approached this cave and appeared to have a little black device, with a long thing sticking out on it.
He was talking to it, and soon there were more people, with different things that the wolf didn't know about. Even theses humans looked different from the ones he was familiar with so long ago. After waiting for nightfall, he slowly and quietly got away and ran off to search for a new home.
The wolf ran this time, not caring for silence but speed. Tonight the moon barely shined, the clouds covered what did shine, so the great beast blended in as a nightmare of the night.
As he was running through the snow, as the forest passed by. He noticed the snow started to melt, and when he finally did stop, he was in an unknown green forest. As he was standing, he finally did test the area with his nose.
He smelled new creatures that he hasn't met before, and most of all the continuing scent of mankind all across.
The wolf explored his new surroundings, seeking shelter in order to sleep for dawn approached and he was tired.
As the sun reached for the top, the wolf found his new home. But it was guarded.
A clever fox guarded his foxhole, and the wolf was determined to take over that home. The wolf knew he could easily overpower the fox, he was defiently stronger and much much bigger than that silly fox.
But he wanted to play a game. The wolf growled loud enough so the fox could hear it, startling it and alerting to it of a danger. Not to his surprise, but satisfaction more foxes appeared their red fur becoming one massive fur ball.
Those five foxes had no chance. The wolf snarled, and chased them all into the dwelling trapping them, and dooming them. One by one, they would try to come out and each time the wolf would be ready for them. Before anyone knew it, the wolf had killed all the foxes, letting their blood seep into the forest floor. The wolf ate two of the foxes, then proceeded to snuggle in his temporary home.
As the morning passed by, the wolf silently slept. But unknown to him a crisis will soon be played out in the air.
A huge plane that carried hundreds passengers and crew soared through the sky.
The plane was flying over a foresty land and the passengers were enjoying the view. Suddenly, the pilots of the plane started talking, with panic in their voice.
The passengers could see what was happening, their engine had caught on fire and was consuming the wing of the plane heading right towards them. The pilots shut of the engine and attempted to land in the nearby lake, the big steel beast groaned as they tried to stabilize it and land.
The wolf heard loud sounds, so loud that he felt his eardrum would burst.
He went out and looked up, only to see a steel bird covered in fire while falling to the ground., straight towards the lake.
The wolf was curious, never seeing such a contraption before. He ran straight the lake down the hill he was on.
When the wolf arrived, he saw the plane's tail end stick out of the burning wreckage that was slowly sinking into the lake.
He could smell death, he smelled that things died. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw a shape floating.
It looked like a doll, but the wolf sniffed towards it and smelled life. The wolf jumped into the lake with a great big splash, and swam towards the shape.
When he arrived at the shape, he noticed it was a boy possibly only 10-14 years old. He swam back to the shore with metallic haired boy, and laid him on the shore as he tried to dry himself. The boy was thin, and seemed a little muscular but not much.
If you review my material I review your material :D