Last of My Kind
What would you do if you were suddenly the last person on earth?
What if you woke up one morning with friends and family and by nightfall you were all that remained?
Would you seek out the one who killed your species or would you move forward with the hope that an ancient prophecy could save all?
I am Samaros Vorlakesh and I am the Last of My Kind.
Hey guys and girls, this is just a little story idea I had after reading Riku by whitepawrolls. I may turn this into a long story, but no promises. Thanks to everyone who has been reading and commenting on my stories as you give meaning to my work. Like always comments and advice are welcome no flames though. Anyway here you have it.
Last of my Kind
Woken up from my sleep by a deafening roar, I screamed out for my parents as another deafening roar burst through the house. Soon the door to my room burst open as my mother ran in and scooped up my small form before dashing out of my room and down the hallway of our family home. I continued screaming as the deafening roar returned once again. Soon my father joined my mother as the house I spent the first three years of my life in was swallowed by fire, black smoke filling the air above our heads and turning the hallway pitch black. I started to cough as ash and smoke found a way to my lungs.
My dad reached the front door of our house first when suddenly the same deafening roar returned and the door was blown apart. When the smoke and dust where the door used to be cleared I gained a clear view of my father and what I saw chilled my body to the bone. Blood spraying out and staining his white pelt of fur from where splinters of the door impacted with his body, the largest splinter pierced straight through his throat. My mother shed a few tears at the sight of her dead mate, before turning her attention back to running out of the burning house while I cried out for father with tears streaming from my eyes. As we exited the building I noticed the crimson hue of the sky and saw thousands of people running in one direction screaming out random curses to the gods, some scream 'have the gods abandoned us', others would scream 'Aliceion help us' and then one scream rang out above all others 'you were all warned now the apocalypse has come and none shall be spared.' Again the deafening roar sounded and a large flash appeared from behind my mother causing me to shut my eyes and when I opened them I saw large chunks of rock flying through the air. That's when it happened, I heard a blood curdling scream as I saw a large spurt of blood erupt from my mother's chest and soon everything went black.
Slowly my eyes began to see blurs as I heard someone yelling not too far away from me. "Where is it where is the key" yelled a voice in an alien accent. "I've told you a hundred times now, I don't know about any key" spoke an almost familiar voice. "Then you are no use to me" spoke the voice with an alien accent soon followed by a loud bang and a sharp yelp. "The prophecy states the key grants the holder access to the powers of space and time, but where is the key, I must find it" were the last audible words I could make out as I unconsciously rubbed my clawed fingers over a small pendent that my mother wore, clenching it in my paw before my body succumb to the tiredness that coursed through it.
So there you have it I know it's not long, but it is only an idea a work in progress.