U.C.O.D: Scorn of The Lost (prelude/introduction)
#1 of U.C.O.D: Scorn of The Lost
There was silence in the old, ruined Behaku palace. Nothing but whispers and echoes. To imagine that this place used to be the home of the most feared and dangerous Behaku Lord in history would be am funny thing to imagine, the ground was overrun with flowers and weeds and other things. The ceiling was broken and even small patches of sunlight scorched through the blackness. However, all was not essentially destroyed. A small area of the palace was made to be rather homey, perfectly suitable to support a Martha Stewart-style of life. There were small noises, sounds of breathing the closer one got to this area. The sounds of young things scampering about and the sounds of a single reptilian mother taking care of them as best she could. Usually, there was nothing to be heard around the palace, due to the fact that no one was around to hear them...but this time...something was listening...and listening intently.
He walked into the palace. All others were unaware of His presence. He walked casually. The fringe of His black coat just barely brushed the dust of the ground and the metal rings that hung from it dangled and jingled softly. He searched and listened for a noise...any noise...anything...but heard nothing...until...a sound of squabbling, two voices, bickering, then a small shriek and a quiet clatter of plastic against stone...
"Mom?! Keri threw my action figure outside!"
"Did not!"
"Yes you did!"
"Alright! Alright you two. Dexter, you go get your toy and Kerrigan, you apologize to your brother when he gets back in here. You can go and get it now Dex, but come right back in! Understand?"
The female lizard's voice rang softly through the cavern and soared through the air like a bird. It perched comfortably on His pointed ear, kissing it with revelations. He turned to the noise, saw the young lizard run out of the door of his abode and attempt to pick up his Superman action figure. As he reached down, the toy moved! It stood up on its own two legs and gave him a wave!
"Wha?!" the young lizard gasped in surprise. The toy ran towards a bend in the hallway and signaled for the boy to follow! The boy did not see Him...standing not a foot away but no more visible then fresh air, twiddling his fingers around and moving his hands, almost like operating a marionette...
"Wait! Come back! I have to go back inside!" the boy called after the action figure. The action figure stood there and watched him. Then it fell to the ground and lay still...
"Hey! Are you ok?" the boy called, innocent as he was. He took notice of this...seeing how small and frail and...stupid this thing was...then He silenced his observations...realizing that at one point HE was the very same way...a long time ago...
The boy turned around, hearing a noise, just in time to see Him swoop down, His blackness engulfing the boy and taking him without a word, a noise...then...then His attention turned to the sound of small footsteps behind him...
"Hey mister? Hey...um have you seen my brother?"...He smirked...
It all began as a regular night...all of this...this pain and this suffering...or was it something else that started it? Something that happened long ago?
"Shit man! The fuck were you thinking?!" the man called to his accomplice. The duo were running faster than they ever had before...not sure where to, all they knew was to run AWAY from what was chasing them. They had just attempted to rob a bank, a rather well-noticed crime, especially by two who are always (or usually) watching out for this city. They had also, in the process, shot and killed a bank teller. It was unexpected, but that was no excuse...
"This was your fucking job man! Don't you fuckin' blame me!" the other said as he ran through an alley way, the sound of heavy wings close behind them. They heard a quiet breathing that seemed to sneak up on them as they ran for their lives.
"You knew he would fucking find us!" the other shouted. There was no response from his ally. He looked to the side and saw nothing. He stopped running and turned around just in time to see a huge monstrosity stand on its hind legs, punch the man in the face, and knock him unconscious. He screamed and dropped the bag of money on the ground, running for his life. He ran to the end of an alleyway...and his face met with a fist to the face. A medium sized gryphon retracted his fist and picked the comparatively small man up off the ground. He slung him over his shoulder like the dragon did with his prey.
"Nice, I didn't know you could hit that hard," the dragon said and leapt up into the air, the gryphon following suit.
"You know me Eve...just FULL of surprises," the gryphon chuckled. They flew off towards the police station to drop off the two robbers. They landed in front of the station and let them fall to the ground. The gryphon chuckled.
"Who's going to ring the bell?" he asked.
"*chuckle* Guess it's my turn eh?" the dragon said and picked up one of the men on the ground in his jaws carefully. He reeled back and then lurched forwards, the man flying into the door and slamming through the glass panel on the front. The police inside quickly stood up and drew their weapons, stepping cautiously towards the door. They looked outside and saw the two fly off into the night. The sergeant cursed and threw his hat on the ground.
"Dammit! God dammit! These motherfuckers are gonna put us outta business!" he said with a snarl. Then he looked at the two criminals on the ground. Then at the window behind him. "Was breaking the window really necessary?!" he called after them. Their low-pitched chuckles were the only response...