Synopsis

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me; I could practically feel myself slowing down, but I knew I had to pick up the pace. It felt like I had been going on an endless trek through this damned forest for so long. Branches struck me in the face as the wind whipped my lavender-colored hair around. Very little sunlight peeked through the canopy that lingered above, the giants towering, making me feel small compared to their intimidating size. Leaves broke off and fell to the ground, which were only trampled beneath my boots.

Everywhere I cast my gaze, it all looked the same; I had begun to think that I was traveling in a circle. I continued to press on, even though my legs felt very weak - I thought they were going to buckle and give out underneath me. I could not allow them to, because if my body failed, I knew that I would be mercilessly torn to shreds and devoured by the hungry maws of the Mietoccu.

My heart was pounding against my ribcage; so hard that I could feel the force of the beat within my ears. My breath came in short, ragged gasps; I thought my lungs were going to burst. My body was screaming at me to stop, but how could I when I could hear them drawing near? Why would I when I could clearly hear the echo of their relentless footsteps coming closer? Why would I stop when I knew they were going to belabor me? When they were going to seize me, hold me in their iron grip, and tear me apart?

They had done it to my father all of those years ago; I had watched the scene with my own two eyes - it was terrifying. They knew who he was. They knew what he was, or what he used to be. And, now, they know who I am. They know what I am. They know what powers I possess. They know where I am.

They grew much more hostile, and dangerous over the years. They craved the sweet, metallic taste of blood. They desired to rip, tear, and chomp away at the soft, delicate meat that clung to our bones.

Over that time, they had found a new victim . . .

Me.