A burst of light, shimmered above a small village, as the sound of clattering metal could be heard from a nearby hut.
The noise that rang from the near hut, had a large pair of karf horns hanging from above its doors, symbolizing it as the villages house of hunting.
The shimmering of the light slowed down and began to churn, roaring flames starting to spit from the sphere shaped light, spreading flames across all parts of the village.
One of the men from the village staggered out from the large hunting house, heavily drunk on beer and wine and drunk more on another form of pleasure. He shambled towards the side, shaking his leggings down as he let out a hiccup and a sigh, steam slowly beginning to rise from in front.
A few moments passed in silence, save for the sound of liquid splashing against the wall and the floor. He let out another sigh as he finished his business. “I be needin' tha' all nigh'” he murmured.
A whistle of wind and cold air brushed past him causing a chill in his body. “What-” he slurred, before a scaled hand clasped over his mouth and he felt a blade slide into his ribcage.
”Die in the masters name, human filth!” the figure hissed before its jowls closed around the man's body, devouring him whole.
With that first act of death, the light above the lodge slowly descended and as it hit the roof of the hut, exploded and light splashed everywhere, hidden shadows in the bright whiteness flashed briefly across the village. Every part of the settlement touched by the fading luminescence burst into a writhing inferno, setting the village alight in a whirling storm of flames.
Men ran out from their homes, holding anything that could be used as a weapon to defend themselves as they looked around to find the cause of the raging fires.
Demons of all assorted races, wielding tools and weapons of slaughter began their destruction of the village. Blood splattered and sprayed across their dark armour, discolouring the insignia of the master they followed that had been etched into their chest pieces, colouring their bodies with a shade of crimson. The band of monsters revelled in a sick satisfaction of the killing and gore.
Demons roared and shouted in multiple languages, the same things being said over and over again as they continued their massacre.
”Find the marked one!” would be bellowed
”Capture the filthy hybrid” others hissed loudly.
”Find him and then kill the rest” one voice roared above them all, with the tone of superiority and command.
A small distance from the ensuing chaos, a small hut lay nestled away in a grotto a short distance from the town. A woman was packing dried foods, water and a map into a leather pack, panic across her face as she moved as quick as possible.
”You know the plan right? Remember it all?” she said to the boy between packing items. The boy nodded briefly and forced a smile as he watched the woman pack.
“Good! Now I need you to leave as soon as we’re ready to move, and no sooner then that!”.
A small scaly head poked out from the bag, stretching his neck outwards in a rather elegant manner,
”Don’t worry madam, I’ll be sure he arrives there safely and that he'll be on time”.
The woman turned to the creature and gave a soft smile to it.
”Thank you for your help, you've always been good to us”.
The woman turned back to look at the boy and glanced up and down with a warmer smile.
“You look ready for adventures dressed like this”. She spoke with a soft whimsical voice.
”Now you have to understand that if-”
The door creaked and with a loud crack it flung open with a demon, covered in blood, walking into the room with its weapon drawn. The stench of burnt flesh and dried gore clung to its body as it pounded towards the boy. A manic picture of blood-lust and rage flickered in its eyes as it laughed horrifically.
”We’ve finally found you, marked child!”
The woman stepped forward between the demon and child. It laughed again, mocking her. “What do you think” It hissed out. “That you will be able to do to protect against my blade?” It pointed the thick sword down as it stepped forward.
The woman picked up a chair and swung it at the demon. It raised its arm and batted the chair aside, the wooden furniture smashing into pieces with the force. Its hand shot outwards in less then a second and it was coiled around the neck of the woman. The demon smiled crudely and licked its lips. Turning her face, she looked at the child and smiled weakly and whispered quietly as she looked into the boys eyes.
“Don't...look...and run...” she murmured into the silence before a sharp crack broke it. Her body went limp and the creature threw her body aside as he turned to face the boy.
He clutched his bag with tears brimming in his eyes as the demon stepped forward to claim his prize.
“Now you belong to us” it whispered with cruel spite. The boy fell and felt a cold grip on his body before the world fell deaf to his ears and everything faded to darkness.
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