The Rogue Ch.3

~The Middle Fate

Ivory

She sprinted in the dark forest's landscape; bounding over stones and uneven parts of land.  Panting, she came to a full stop, swinging her head behind her. Dappled was in pursue of her, one of those that had turned. It was all a nightmare-her pack could attack their land any day now. It all began with The Crying Wolf, also known as Trickery himself. Ivory slunk into the shadows, remembering the day everything had gone wrong.

The wolf was bounded in chains in the dark forest, the tree's looming branches curling towards the demon-wolf. A ragged girl with a torn cape worn around her shoulders skillfully crept through the depths of the forest, halting as she saw a wolf in the clearing; black fur running down from it's eyes like tears and white, snowy fur. That ragged girl is now known as The Rogue, she became a shape-shifter, taught by Trickery.

And to the Leones, she also became one of their most skilled enemies they'd met since Trickery, whom they'd chained him for eternity. Apparently, though, The Rogue was able to free him of his "enternal" chains. And how the heck did she do that? That's the problem-we don't know how she did it. Since the rumors spread, though, this is mostly what the Leones thought, to sum it up:

Trickery eyed the ragged, lost girl, considering her worthy of his presence. "Come," he said so simply, yet his words were almost hypnotizing. The girl reluctantly came out of the shadows, making full-eye contact with the wolf, wavering under his persistent glare.

"So." the wolf stated flatly, "you're lost,"

The weary girl nodded slowly, scrutinizing the wolf's chains that bounded it to the ground. "And you are chained." said she valiantly. The wolf bared it's teeth tauntingly. "I am fully aware," it snarled, tilting it's head menacingly.

A sudden mist enshrouded her vision, making the flashback dissipate from her thoughts. Ivory scrambled back, wincing as she realized making noise wasn't such a good idea. "Crap," she murmured, getting up sluggishly, scanning the pitch black forests before darting into the back of the woods.

 A shriek like a mutated bird reverbarated behind her. Dappled, The Rogue's pet, the terrioizer. Thin, scorched trees blurred behind her as Ivory sprinted among the forest's depths. Caught up in the moment, she didn't even realize that a boulder was pratically right in front of her.

Sharp pain lanced up her leg."Ughhh, why do I have to be clumsy when I'm running for my life," she complained, stating it as a fact, since she already knew the answer to that question. Nonetheless, it took less than a minute to stand back up. Another bloodcurling shriek echoed in the forests, piercing the air abruptly.

It was horrifying that a normal, ordinary human had turned into a.. demon, basically-that didn't have any emotion. Dappled used to be a ordinary fourteen year old, but The Rogue was able to hynpotize him and put him in a trance so powerful that he obeyed her-at least that's what she told her. It seemed hard to believe, she was practically defying physics. She was still skeptical.

That was what was so sinister about her; she seemed like she had no emotion. If she rose to any higher amount of power, it was likely she would plunge everybody into World War III--Unless the Middle Fate decided the apocolapyse or revival of the world before her. It was a good and bad thing to have the Middle Fate, because without her, the entire future would be nothing, because fate decides future.

AAAAAWWCC! Ivory jumped a couple feet when she heard it. It was Dappled. She barely dared to breathe, ever so slowly turning to face what may be lurking in the shadows. A colossal monstrosity faced her, a skeletal dragon with claws so jagged and long that could impale you with mere effort. It rose to about nine feet, with glowing eyes that burned shadowy flame. Curved horns protruded from the creature's head.

How could such a creature formerly be a human..? How did The Rogue even do this cruel, horrible things without at the very least, gagging? It watched her with deadly ease to the point it was eerie. The creature hesitated, approaching her with ease. It's eyes suddenly flashed, reflecting her in them. It crouched low to the dirt, it's legs bent, as it bellowed a deafening shriek, pouncing towards her.

 "AAAAAHHHHH!" she screeched as she dodged, barely missing a fatal impact by only a couple of inches. Her mind began to race with options to avoid certain death-fleeing, fighting, or.. deceit. It's claws lashed out at her, snagging on her shirt and ripping it. She scrambled to her feet, panting, facing the creature. Maybe I could get it's horns stuck in a tree like those cheesy movies..

Ivory ducked behind a tree, knowing it was risky, but what else could she do? It was obvious it'd catch up with her if she fled. She tensed, poising herself in case she got impaled by it's keen, crimson-stained claws.

The creature let out a deafening roar, pitch black flame with a tint of sapphire blue emitting from its jaws. The scorching flame reached out towards the tree, nearly smoldering it--that is, before the 'force field' blocked it. The flame was reflected off by it, the tendrils of the flickering flame spreading around the dome. Ivory stood there dumbfounded, gaping. The flame flickered out, it's last breath fading away.

"AAAAWWCH!" it shrieked again, pacing the small clearing, furious that it's flame had  vanished. Dappled spewed flames on the nearest tree, burning it into molten wood. Ivory stepped out in the open and called out, "HEY, STUPID! OVER HERE!" It turned around instantly, focusing on it's target intently. Dappled crouched low to the ground, it's haunches brushing the dirt covered with wilted roots. It bounded forward, it's limbs moving like a cheetah.

She ducked behind the tree just as the beast was about to pounce; it swerved to left, ramming it's curved horns into the tree. The beast moaned, emitting creaking noises as it's entire body went limp as jolts of lightning coursed over it. She cautiously came out from behind the tree, realizing that it was not blood that was running down the creature, but gasoline. This wasn't a living creature; it was a mechanical dragon.  Than the realization hit her. Dappled was still alive-and somebody was trying to kill her.