Those Who Are Still with Us
Sept 27, 2015 0:14:35 GMT -5
Post by Blackmoon on Sept 27, 2015 0:14:35 GMT -5
BLACK BLOOD’S BIRTH
One night, the Void was feeling as though there was too much right in the world, and so he needed to fix that for that is what he did as he was the opposite of all of creation. As such, he took a part of himself, and threw it onto Earth, where it landed in a lake filled with Water. Water did not like this, and so she fought to keep the Void from corrupting her as it had done the wolves. The battle was fierce, but short, and from the foam came a mighty black wolf that was born of their conflict, and she chose the name Blackblood, for her blood was black as her father, the Void.
BlackBlood was not alone in her birth, for there was another with her, and that was her sister, Wicked. As soon as they were born, they fought, and Wicked showed her true ways by using guile and cunning to show that she was the better of the two as she delved into her mind to assault her very being, and as such they were sworn enemies for her ways were Wicked as was her name and she would do anything to destroy BlackBlood’s sanity so that she would willingly join her with their father and destroy all that exists.
WICKED’S BIRTH
Back when there were many beasts, but no wolves, Earth was telling the other spirits that he wished to make from all of them a chosen beast that would have all of their traits, and while they thought it was good, they did not wish for the Void to know, for if he knew he would corrupt their greatest creation. But unbeknownst to him, the Void had known, for it was he that had sent the whispers of a chosen beast into the heart of Earth.
From this, he took the mold that they where to born from, and he filled it with himself, the wolf walked forth, and she was not the Void in beast-like form, she was herself, and she called herself Wicked, for that was how her heart was. After many moons, she came across a spot where Earth was small, and Fire was great. Fire, realizing what had happened with her from sensing the darkness, he filled her with himself in the hopes of recreating her heart that was evil, but she was borne from the Void, and so his fire gave her anger, and the will to dominate all that she came across. From her, inspired all manipulations, plots, and betrayals that would fill all of the wolves hearts for years to come.
One morning, the vile wolf was keeping an eye on her beloved sister’s pack when she sensed many things that were not unlike herself spying on her. She came around, and she looked about for them, and when she found them she was surprised, for they were all the same but they were many, they were unlike her in that she was one but they were all. For they were spiders, servants of the Corrupted, and she had many things that she would like to speak with to her newly found brethren.
BLOODRED’S SAGA
Many winters ago, there was a pup that was born. She was called Bushtail, for her tail was thick and bushy. She was a strong wolf, and she carried with her a great deal of honor, and it was that honor that carried her through all her trials as she grew. She was one of the first wolves born after the first creation of the wolves by the spirits, and she was strong and filled with many magics because of this. As a young pup, the few other wolves that were around did not enjoy playing with her, for her large tail would get in the way of their climbing games. Now, in this time all wolves took mates and had pups for there were no packs, and so she came to her parents and asked them why she had such a bushy tail, and her mother responded, “Because, you were born under a bush and the innate form of the plant was given to you.”
As she grew older she noticed that the males had started to enjoy her big tail, for they had called it bountiful in the fleeting moments that she could hear them whisper about her. In time, she became a great warrior, and she was known throughout the area for her honor in battle. In time, she was called Honored-one, for she would never go back on her word, and she would never defeat a defenseless wolf. Honored-one eventually found herself facing a crazed, lone wolf that had been missing for many years. He had gone feral since then, having completely lost his mind to the loneliness that he must have faced by being gone, but he was so different.
He lunged at her as she tried to comfort him, and she fought him off. He then stopped breathing, and he fell over. He let out a massive whine, and she watched as the poor beast’s life faded from his eyes. She went forward, ready to aid him, but she felt a massive pain coming from her neck as she came forward, it was so great that she fell over from the sheer force of it. She struggled, trying to move, trying to make a noise, but she couldn’t, the pain was spreading from her neck throughout her whole body. As she lay there, her mind slowed, and seconds became years. For her, entire lifetimes went by as she lay there, her mind escaping and returning as her body strained from the effects of the transformation. As she lay there, she saw that the wolf did not die, and that he walked around her and howled three times around her corpse as she lay there.
Two days later, she arose. Her body large, twisted, her mind mostly gone after it had returned again. She looked around and she let out a massive, soul shattering howl that would make even the mightiest beast flee in terror. She stared around, and she saw the wolf that bit her. Thinking only of pain, and having no thought for herself or who she was, she slew the wolf where he stood. Barely rational, she started on instinct, walking towards what seemed familiar after so long. As she walked, others fled from her presence, as she had grown to be the largest of her kind. She turned and stared, and there she saw her pack, but her pack did not know it was her. Her mind did not know it was them, but her heart did, and so she went to them. But they were frightful, for to them a great beast had come to them. The warriors stood their ground, and lunged at her, and her heart broke as they did so, and her mind, ravaged by time, struck out at them, and they all fell around her as she effortlessly took them down.
As they lay before her, broken and dying, the Void spoke to her. He told her that she was strong, and that she should come to work for him, and guard the spirits of the dead so that they might never leave where they should remain. In her half crazed state of mind, she gave her word that she would forever guard the gates of Valhalla, shiny and chrome from those that would ever wish to leave. As she was there, she slowly regained her mind, and she learned of what she had done. She wanted to leave, for she did not wish to serve the Void, but she had given her word, so she was honor bound to remain.
In time, the Void grew displeased with her. For he had had chosen her after witnessing her great brutal savagery. But this Blood Red was nowhere near the monster that he had originally seen. In his displeasure, he sent kidnapped a young wolf pup and he started to feed it his own essence. He grew larger and larger as the years went by, and in time this wolf became larger than Blood Red, and so the Void named him Fenris, and he sent the great wolf to fight Blood Red so that he might take over her position.
He came to her, and in his savagery he let out a fearsome roar and lunged at her, but Blood Red had the advantage in that she had the ability to rationalize, and to think. So she was able to outsmart him and take him down easily enough, though she did sustain several injuries. After Fenris was sent away from her, she was going to focus her attention on rebuilding the gates, for the gates had been destroyed in the fight. When a cocky wolf named Redfang came up to her, and attacked her wounds, causing her to yelp in pain, and in the confusion he managed to escape. This greatly angered her, for she had given her word that she would forever protect this place and keep wolves from escaping, but she also wanted to fight him for he had fought without honor.
In this, she created the Hellhounds, for they would hunt down Redfang for her, as she had matters to attend to with the rebuilding of Valhalla, the chrome had to be buffed. She took from the Void darkness, and wrapped it in fire, molding into the shape of a wolf. From this, the Hellhounds were born. And so they went, trailing fire and shadow as they would forever chase Redfang and bring him to justice for his dishonorable ways.
And so it was, that every moon without fail the Void would send stronger and stronger beasts, each mindless and cruel, for that is what he wished in his Guardian of the Damned, and it was for that very reason that they would all fail against Blood Red’s might and guile. And it was so, that during these fights, the spirits would escape and leave to become Silverbloods, and in time they would all be caught by the Hellhounds, and in return they would be returned where they would belong. There was only ever one wolf that managed to escape while there was no challenger fighting her, and his name was Shadow-Heart.