Chapter 1

I could see two little girls playing. They shouldn’t be older than 4.

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

“Octavia rogues, let’s go to the basement!” The other girl, Samantha, shouted, dragging her friend with her tiny hands. Octavia quickly listened to her friend and started running. The two girls 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 shouted. While the girls were still running, a hand abruptly seized Samantha.

“Arg!!! Let me go!” Samantha screamed, kicking her little legs and arms. Octavia turned back. Her best friend was not with her.

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

“Octavia! help me!” Samantha yelled back. Octavia saw the man grab her friend, and she hurried after the man.

“Samantha! Leave her alone, you bad man!!” Octavia screamed, running after them. A man 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 go to the basement!” The man shouted, holding the man on the floor. The little girl 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 living there 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” She 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 no no no!” Octavia yelled, looking at her father, still panting 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. Then the man that killed him came, 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.

“Y...you killed him! You killed my father!” she shouted. “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.