A Killer Father (Character backstory)
The shadows
descended upon this day. The night claimed the forest in its long and cold
grasp as silence fell upon the land below. A single sound would echo thru the
night for tonight death roamed the woods.
Unseen Unheard until the time came to face their swift judgment. Their
hunger for the cruel and the deceitful will grow even stronger as they move
thru the world. Moving like the night its self never giving you enough time in
the light before it calms you, swiftly and without remorse.
~~~~A
regret~~~~
He stood
towering over me his large paw around my small neck. A jackal I knew well he
was always quick to anger blaming those he called his family he was horrible
and evil. He glared down to me as he squeezed my neck I coughed as I felt my
lungs scream for air. I looked up and the man who had tormented my life hit me.
He broke me he almost killed my mother and killed my older brother, my father.
He reeked of
the bottle he was so fond of. I could barely breathe now as I got light headed
and he loosened his grip on my thought. He came a little closer as he growled
in my ear and I could feel myself tremble. I could see the side of his muzzle
in a slight sneer and hear the words spill from his maw
"You make me
sick" he ground my neck in to the tree with his teeth bared and a low growl and
I knew how this was going to end.
I whimper
and croaked out "You almost killed he-" I got cut off as he squeezed my neck. I
could feel my neck about to snap under his paws strong grasp.
"SHUT UP
SLUT! SHE HAD IT COMEING!" he barked to me. Lifting me off the tree and
throwing me to the ground a foot away.
I hit the
cold earth I heard a snap and howled in pain as I landed on my arm breaking it.
My head jolt back against the ground and hit with a spike of pain down my
spine. The world rang in my ears my head pounding against the inside of my
skull. I open my eyes slowly scanning for the male I called father slowly my
vision coming in to focus. A rough paw grabbed the wrist attached to the arm
that was now broken and I yelped as he gave it a tug and dragged me across the
hard ground.
He looked
down to me with a growl and barked out "SHUT, UP!" then placing a hard kick in
my ribs causing me to cease as I got the wind knocked out of me.
He looked up
in the woods and grins seeing a stream in a small circular clearing. He pulled
me across the by my broken arm to a stream that cut thru the centure of the
clearing like a knife. He lifted me up slowly, kneeing me in my chest before
dropping down along the bank of the calm stream. Whimpering and moaning in pain
from my tortured body beaten, broken and bleeding.
There was a
sound from the edge of the clearing just inside the woods. The crack of
splintering wood like something or someone was snapping a tree in half. I look
to my father as he scans the woods for any sings of movement or whatever may of
caused the sound. ^Now is my chance.
^ As I thought this I reached around my side for anything. My paw fell over a
medium sized rock, it had a nice point to one end. I held on it tight as I slid
it under my side. Hiding it from my father's view I looked up to him.
He turned
his attention back to me and he rest his foot paw on my chest. I let out a
groan as he leaned in to me and pushed in on my ribs and I frowned as I dropped
my head to the side. With a growl he leaned in to me right over my face with
his teeth bared.
Growling he
said "Now I'm done with you. This where it ends, you were as usl-" Thump!
I had cut
him off with a heavy handed swing. I planting the sharp end of the rock in the
side of his temple. The sharp end on the rock breaking the skin, knocking him
off of me. I tried to get up using my broken arm but yelped in pain as I
collapsed back in to the dirt. I tried again using my good arm to push myself
of my back, with a whimper I rolled away from him. Looking up to the forest
edge I gritted my teeth using my good arm I slowly got to my feet being careful
not to fall back down. Wining with each step I took away from my father.
Cradling my broken arm gently against my chest looking forward to the forest. Tears
streaming from my dark purple eyes and down my small black snout falling to the
grass damp with dew.
I heard my
father get to his feet slowly as blood dripped from his head wound. He winced
and brought up a paw to the wound. I heard his growl as he saw his blood on his
paw. He wiped his head around to me as I had fallowed the stream away from him.
I was no more than 5 meters away before he had come for me. I felt his cold
grip around my neck as he grabbed me hard sending a jolt of pain thru me a
moment later he had shoved me off my feet and on to the damp ground of the
streams edge, I felt him grab the top of my shirt pulling me back above the
water. I looked to him in fear and got a growl in return from the man I once
called dad.
With a slow motion he pushed my maw and snout
under the water. I felt the cold wetness first and then the lack of air.
Holding my breath I clawed at his paws with my unbroken arm my eyes closed
trying to hold on to any strength I had left in me. My lungs begged for air I
could not give them submerged under the water. I kicked as much as I could as
he sat on me. I dug my claws deep in to his skin trying to get him to let go so
I could breath. His blood polluted the water and he winced lightly but quickly
put an end to it my taking a paw off me and hitting me over the head. There was
my down fall as I tried so gasp for air but only took in water and I could feel
myself start to drift off as I breathed in water. But that is when it happened,
when Black and white smoke seeped form the surrounding forest. Each side a
different shade separated by the stream going thru the center of the clearing dividing
the different smokes like a blade flesh. The smoke formed a circle in the
clearing the one side white the other black as night with two piles of the opposing
shade. It was silent. Dead silent, it sounded like, like death was the only
thing present to watch my father drown my bleeding acking body, mabey death
would be welcome, to release me from this pain.I closed my eye, happy at the
thought of the end to this torment, to peace. The dots of piled smoke billowed
upwards birthing a creature unlike any other.
As I drowned
slowly in the water I could feel their presence, the power, the strength, the
fear all those who see them know. The one was around 7 feet tall, it's prickled
metallic flesh as black as charcoal, its
eyes burned thru the night like a campfire in a forest, the eyes a burning
white that illuminated its blank face showing its crooked chiseled frown, starring
forwards to my father with an evil glare and sinful intent. The other a pure
white stepping from the white pile of smoke in to the black, its metal looking
skin flawless and clean, model perfection, except for its eyes hallow, black,
with a deep glow emanating from deep inside.
The one of
black stepped forward in to the white mist with a snarl arcing its back letting
lose a gargled screech, even thru the water it made me jump and struggle as I died
at my father's quivering hands, looking up to see the figure charge at him clearing
a football field in a second. Placing a firm knee in to my father's chest. I
heard the sound of bone breaking as the knee came in to his chest with enough
force to brake brick causing my father to be shoot back off of me him letting go
of me under the water as I was unconscious and still drowning. The white figure
walked over to the water with a soft stride and picking me up from the water. Dripping
blood and water in to the river from my cold body laying limp in the creatures
arms as it looked down to me. It brought up a long narrow finger sharp as a
knife it pressed it against the top of my shirt and with a swift motion cut
thru my shirt. With a delicate touch it parted my now tattered shirt exposing
my small chest and pressing a finger against my chest. The tip of its finger began
to glow a dull suttee light. It dragged its finger parting my fur as it drew it
across me and the glow pulsed thru me causing my veins to glow a dull white.
When its glow reached the base of my thought I woke and was sent in to a
coughing fit my lungs coughing up water and blood begging for air and wheezing.
It softly rubbed my back as it held me like a mother her sick child. After I calmed
down it held me in to its chest as I wined in fear and in pain crying softly in
its arms. You think it holding you would be terrifying but, no it was soothing
and comforting like when your mother holds you or a loved one. I slowly calmed
down with my head against its flat chest listing it its strong powerful heart.
I buried my face as it nodded to the black figure who stood glaring over my
father then turned me away. I heard the sound of dragging and then the sound of
wining from the mad I used to call a father he said something like "Please, no!
I regret my folly forgive me. Please I beg of you!" and all he was a gurgled
sound of dying creatures suffering, then a splash of water then a struggle the
water splashing and my father thrashing to get away that went on for a good 15
min. Then it stopped and no sound for a little while but the grass scraping against
the black figure as I stood back. Then a loud crack and then a crunch of bone
and then the water running around what used to be my care giver my father, he
was no man. No father of mine.