Part 1: Inhumane Capture (Clixus Dimension, 1600)
"Mr. Jubar, your order of pig tongue is here. We need you to sign for it, please, out back." Ed stood beside her father - he was just barely pushing 113 years old this day and lived among the huemin race. Though his impish features were strong, too many huemins ignored the mystical creatures that walked among them. They often brushed the abnormalities to them as physical deformities and ignored them. To them, Xioar was an old man who looked funny, but he sold the best weird food they could buy.
"Ah yes! The pig tongues are here, Eddie! Help your father, will ya?" His smile reached from ear to ear with rounded teeth to fill the space. Ed smiled happily and followed behind the men in anticipation. She was excited and it showed in her very bouncy nature.
The delivery man smiled at Ed's excitement for he, too, understood the joys of such a delicacy. The man also had a great deal of time around the family considering he was from the same lycan pack Ed's mother was from. "How have you been, Ms. Jubar?" They reached the delivery dock and Ed smiled up to the man.
"I've been okay! I have been waiting all week for these! Hey dad," she looked down to her father who stood at her waist, "do you think I can have extra for dinner? I am staaarving." She playfully dropped to the ground holding both hands and feet in the air and dramatically dropping them with a light thud.
Both of the men laughed and Mr. Jubar reached his hand out and rubbed Ed's short hair. "Yes, m'dear. You are a growing young lycan and you need your food to grow healthily. I ordered four crates instead of two this time, so there is no need to sneak for them." Ed blushed and watched her father sign for the crates.
"Thanks, Xioar. Just let me get the key for the back and you guys can get what you need." Xioar nodded and Ed sat up and waited. She had been a well-behaved six-year-old for two whole weeks and her good behavior was finally rewarded. Wiggling her bare toes and humming to herself, there was a smell that was foreign to her.
The smell caused her face to scrunch up and she watched the delivery man stop in his tracks. He quickly turned and looked at the building in which Xioar stood. "Xioar, something is not right. There is this smell filling the air, but it is different."
"Different?" He looked to Ed who covered her nose now, but groaned as the insulting scent still found its way in. "You smell it, too, Eddie?"
She nodded and coughed. There was a moment of silence and within a split second there were loud pops that sounded like firecrackers. Ed looked around quickly, she was afraid and moved next to her father who looked up to her. He was bleeding fast from two fresh bullet holes in his cheek.
"Dad? Dad what's goi-" another shot had been fired before she could finish adding a hole to her father's head. She looked up to see a taller figure standing in the doorway of their home. Before anything else could happen, the figure grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and nearly choked her. She flailed and kicked the figure - forcing it to let her go and reached for her dad and right before the figure could grab her again, she was swooped up and quickly pulled away from it and her father's dead body. "Daddy!" She screamed out.
She watched as another figure jumped from the truck and grabbed her father's body to toss it to a third figure that seemed to come out of nowhere. She looked up and realized she was being held by a grey and black lycan, his muzzle fur was white, but his eyes were crimson red.
"Dennis?" The lycan kept running, his tall height keeping Ed from hitting the ground and he kept his determined eyes forward the entire time. Huemins ran screaming, grabbing their children from the beast that now ran in the open through their town carrying who they thought was just a normal girl.
Bullets flew past Dennis's form and he dashed onto an open, empty road. The shots continued, but now he was being chased by a vehicle. He tossed Ed into the air as he was losing his grip from the ripping shirt. She screamed out loud and landed on his back, but started to slip to the right- causing the lycan to dash right, then left and right again to help her stay on. The shots became more frequent and Ed's hearing picked up so many noises that she began to feel overwhelmed.
The vehicle crowded her mind as she was trying to listen out for the bullets, but it didn't work. Her hearing was not as sharp. She looked back, holding on tightly to the fur. Her knuckles rubbing against the hardened skin of his and she screamed out, "Faster! They're getting closer! Go faster!"
He kept trying, but he couldn't. He was an old dog trying to protect the young and he felt he was failing. "Faster!" Ed screamed again and again. Her tears never able to hit her cheeks as they flew back instead. "Please!"
She looked back again and there were wasp-like beings flying close to them. The vehicle had pulled back and stopped shooting, but the lycan kept running. He heard the wings of the flying creatures and began heading for the waters on the other side of the mountains. He dashed from rock to rock and Ed held on tightly.
One of the wasp-like figures caught up to them as their speed slowed down at inclination. It stung the lycan in the left hind leg, penetrating the rough skin with ease and sinking its venom into his blood stream. After pulling away, his leg went to pins and needles, then it had gone numb, and then nothing. It stopped working and caused him to lose control. He slipped on a measly rock and began to tumble. Ed jumped, but not far enough and was grabbed by the lycan who held her tightly against his chest. A thud was the last thing she heard before the impact of hitting the ground knocked her unconscious.
