Ionor

The wildclaw knew her end was near. The hunters were near and she had nowhere to go, stuck in the open, vulnerable for any attack. All she could do was run, run and pray they'd lose her trail. So she runs, and she can hear their voices fading. Or... Her.. Voice..? She bumps into a decently sized mirror, who cackles and tackles her to the ground. She screams in pain and tries to fight back, she was never trained to be a fighter. she can feel multiple arrows being shot into her chest and legs. She's doomed.
The mirror gets off with a nasty grin. Unable to see his face underneath his hood, she glares at the guardian. She could hear a vague " Hunter. " And noticed the mirror perking up. The guardian's voice sounded too sweet to be a bounty hunter. " Kill. " Her eyes widened, she wanted to cry out, begging them to let her go. But the mirror has already done the deed. She could feel the dragon dig into her stomach and ripping out everything. She wants to cry in pain but her throat has went sore from the sobs and running... The mirror, now satisfied and covered in blood, gets off the wildclaw. Her aber eyes have gone lifeless, and her breathing has stopped. Another one off the list.

I open my eyes and am greeted with darkness. A colorless void, I feel like I'm falling, falling for a long time. In the distdance, or what seems to be above me. I can see a fading light. I am definitely falling. " Am I dead...? " I wanted to speak, but unable to open my mouth... ' How long have I been here..? ' I quietly wonder to myself. Seconds felt like years. I feel like i've been here for years now. Each time i look down i fear that I will hit a rock hard ground. 'is this what it's like to be dead..?' I try to spread my wings, but unable to move. Everything feels numb. I look infront of me. I am greeted with countless eyes staring down at me. Their, or it's, mouth isn't there. But I feel like they're all grinning at me. More and more eyes open and leave my sight. After falling for what seems to be ages. I finally hit a ground. It didn't hurt, instead it felt.. like something.. squishy..? I glare up, and see a huge being. It has no mouth. But i can hear it in my mind, speaking to me. " Little wildclaw. it seems you have killed. Have you any idea how long you have been here. . .?". It's voice echoes through my head, and only kept getting louder. I feel like i can move again, and manage to mumble out a pained "No..". The creature laughs, or what seems to be laughing. I couldn't see, it's so dark. " You did go down a bit harsh. your insides torn out, spread out.. Like a butterfly spreading it's wings. How about we give you a second chance. You will live again. Under our command. ". I frown at the offer. I take a deep breath, " I don't know you. How can i trust you...? " I try to sound confident, but can't help sounding slightly intimidated. The thing roars out in laughter. "Little wildclaw, you DO know us. We are the evil. We are what your gods keep away from you all. We are here to help." It's offer is too good to be true. But my loved ones are looking for me. I carefully speak. " I don't trust you... But fine. Bring me back. I don't want to be stuck here. with you. They're looking for m-" It interrupted me. " They have given up on you, little wildclaw. You've been dead for years.. They won't believe you. You're on your own, little wildclaw.. They're gonna be out there for you. You will never be safe. " The creature cackles. I feel a burning pain in my chest, looking down. it seems it has impalen me. And is tearing my very ghostly figure apart. I want to scream. But I have gone numb again... And then.. everything flashed white.