Chapter 1

Two little pups played around the pack, oblivious to their environment. 

 

"Tag, you're it!" One of the pup yelled, running. Her friend giggled, running after her. It was a fun day, and the pups were still playing until they heard a loud horn, and they immediately stopped playing. They know what that means.

 

"Octavia rogues, let's go to the basement," the other pup, Samantha, said, dragging her friend with her tiny hands. Octavia quickly listened to her friend and started running. The two pups ran. They had to get to the basement fast; if not, something bad might happen to them. A member of their pack who had been looking for them earlier spotted them.

 

"Octavia! Samantha! Run faster! Quickly, get into the basement!" The middle-aged man yelled in urgency. There was an attack in the pack and the sudden peaceful place was in chaos. While they both run, a hand abruptly seized Samantha.

 

"Arg!!! Let me go!" she screamed, kicking her legs and arms, in fear of being eaten by a rogue. Octavia turned back. Her friend was not with her. And without thinking, she ran after her.

 

"Samantha!" she screamed, panicking and worried about her friend.

 

"Octavia! help me!" Samantha yelled back. Octavia saw the man who grab her friend, and she hurried after him.

 

"Samantha! Leave her alone!" Octavia screamed, running after them. A warrior saw what was happening and hurried to them. He got closer and ran into the man carrying Samantha. They both rolled down to the floor.

 

"Girls, quickly, to the basement," he said, holding the man on the floor. Samantha ran to the basement in panic, but Octavia stayed.

 

"Dad, no, I'm not going! I'm scared he will hurt you!" she said, crying and worried about her dad's safety.

 

"Octavia, go to the basement now! I will be fine!" her father yelled warningly.

 

"O...okay," Octavia said shakingly, nodding her head and heading toward the basement.

 

All the people around were already in the basement. Only the warriors and little Octavia were outside.

 

"Run, Octavia, run," she whispers to herself as she runs toward the basement. But suddenly, a wolf collided into her. She screamed and fell to the floor. She looked up and saw an enormous black wolf. The wolf took predatory steps toward her. She moved back, shaking.

 

"Ple...please g..go a..wa...away," Octavia said, terrified. The wolf got near her. He lifted his wolf's claws, closing in to strike the child. But her father stepped in and took the strike. The wolf's claw scratches his chest to the stomach, leaving a fatal wound. Her father fell, panting. He was dying.

 

"Dad, no," Octavia cried, looking at her father, who was growling in pain.

 

"Octavia, don't cry. I love you so much," he said, looking at his daughter, whom he loves a lot. He raised his hand and touched her hair, stroking it softly. It was his favorite thing to do, and the only thing Octavia could do was cry.

 

"I will always love you, Octavia," he said. He looked at his daughter one more time and smiled, then his hands dropped. Death was a thing that everybody was familiar with, both the young and old. Death is a natural part of life, therefore Octavia was aware of it.

 

"Dad, no! Wake up, wake up!" she yelled, shaking his naked form. The wolf who killed him shifted, laughing humorlessly at the little girl.

 

"Sorry little girl, daddy is never coming back. He is gone, forever," he said, smiling sardonically. She looked up at him, rage clear in her eyes.

 

"You killed him! You killed my father," she cried. 

 

"Yes, I did," the man replied, laughing. Octavia screamed. It was a powerful scream. Blue and black flame came out of her little body. The man was shocked, but that shock didn't last long because the flame killed every living thing in her surrounding. The trees died, and the plants and flowers turned black. The humans all fell, dying instantly. Their body turning black. The little girl fainted.