Story of A Demon
Chapter 2
I woke up early, before the sun was up, and climbed down, and my adventure to find the white wolf began once again.
I felt better today, like a new power had been born within me. My sight was sharper, I could hear a stick snap from a mile away, running came easy to me, and I felt invincible.
As fast and as much as I was running, I wasn’t tired. I came to an open field, and laid down for a while, after all, I was far from any harm.
I woke up some time later and started my journey again. I didn’t even know if I was going the right way, but it felt right. Nothing was going on, and I had no idea what to do next, so I decided that I would start making my bow. I found the perfect tree, and got y knife, and went right to work. Finally, I finished my bow, putting on final touches, and going on my way. I had done everything grandfather told me so far, so I figured I would relax, and get a good night sleep.
I stopped to camp for a night, hoping I would be safe. I laid under the stars, but I couldn’t fall asleep because of the violent flashbacks I was having, but I just dealt with it and watched the sky until I was asleep. I woke up to the rustle of leaves, and the whisper of the wind. I didn’t get the sleep I was looking for, but I knew that had to be enough. My journey began again but today I took it slower.
I had ran about five miles until I came to a village. I’ve been on my own for three days. Being stuck in my own thoughts wasn’t as bad as I thought, but I was running low on supplies. This village seemed weird and suspicious. Everyone was staring at me, and with my new hearing abilities, I could hear them talk about me. One woman whispered,
“Maybe we should turn her in… there haven’t been any kids around in years. Maybe this is the child the king was talking about.”
I stopped to listen, but before I could make an escape, people were surrounding me and all trying to grab at me. One man threw a net over me. This was the end… or so I thought. Without realizing, I ripped the net, and made a run for it. My senses were telling me I was in danger, so on my way out of all this craziness, I knocked down some fruit stands to slow them down, not that they had any chance of actually catching me.
I got about a hundred feet out, when I felt like someone was following me. I kept running, pushing that feeling to the back of my mind. I got a couple miles into no where. I was scared, unprepared, and lost in the dark world I call my reality. I still had that feeling someone was following me though, so I stopped in my tracks, and just listened.
“Who are you?! I can hear you! Just come out, I won’t hurt you!”
It was dark outside, but my eyes focused on a figure, it looked like a teenage boy.. What was he holding? He walked closer to me and stood where I could see. He had white hair that almost looked silver under the moonlight, and golden colored eyes.
“How were you keeping up with me? No one has ever matched my speed… Who are you? And how old are you!? I was told that I was the only child born since the year 3047.”
“For starters, my name is Damon. I have been on the run since yesterday, when my family was attacked while I was away. I can’t tell you why I was able to match your speed, because you wouldn’t believe me. I am sixteen, same as you I assume. We don’t have enough time to get to know each other right now, are you ready to run? I am guessing you hear them coming for you. They don’t know about me, but they soon will. Lets go.”
He was right, I heard them coming. How did he know? My grandfather told me to trust no one, but he also told me I was the only child born since then…
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