1 A Wish
Africa; Congo Mid-Day
Three men, three poachers running through the dense jungle of the Congo; fear sketch across their face, sweat sliding down their face. "Hurry, we're almost there!" Shouted the one leading them to their escape vehicles.
"What of… the others" one the other men whizzed out
The guy next to him replied "forgot them…their looosss…" Before he could even finish a green energy like Leopard caught the man by the throat and ripping it out, making him choke to death on his own blood.
The two other men picked up the pace, seeing the end of tree line where their escape vehicles lies. They could almost taste the freedom and safety from The Beast and its followers, the leader look back at the other man then looked forward getting closer to the tree line. He turn back once again to announce that their going to make it, but he only sees the headless man's body drop to floor of the jungle. His head resting at the paw of a massive Sabertooth Tiger, cursing and panicking he reach the tree line into the open field. Spotting his four wheel jeep, he raced towards it, only hundred feet to go, eighty, sixty he counted down but once he reached forty feet away from the jeep a massive creature landed in front him.
Falling backwards on his ass, looking up at The Beast of the jungle; hunched over a little, standing roughly sixteen feet, broad chest with massive arms and legs armed with sword like talons, dagger like teeth. Green fur with darker green fur outlining its face with three claw like fur on its forearms, with a long dark, silk like mane reaching half away down its back. The doomed man slowly looks into its eyes that glowed white with speck of green sparks dancing on the surface, with awe and fear. Before he could even utter a noise or gasp, The Beast clawed the mans head clean off, with speed that victim didn't even see the claw be raised in the air before coming down on him…ending his life. With the final murder killed, The Beast throw back his head letting out a roar that reached across the plains and jungles of Africa. Letting all know his presence- The Primal King is here.
The States; Jump City A Young Night
On the other side of the world at the time; on a clear night, a young girl sitting on the edge of a tower shape of a T, looking at the Full Moon and stars above. She watched a shooting star pass bye, closing her eyes and wished for a miracle; to help her, to stop the prophecy, to stop her father. A single tear slide down from her amethyst color eyes; down her grayish skin, clutching her blue cloak around her like a toddler would with its blanket.
"Please…Azar…its to soon…a week left…is all I have left.." Her eyes gets moist, trying to hold back the tears. One tear escaped and nearby a rock is claimed in black magic before crumbling to dust. She wipe away the moisture from her eyes, phase through the ground to her bed. Covering under the sheets, a protecting shield from the outside world and its trouble to come. Curl in a faintly position with her purple hair rested on side of face, covering her eyes and slowly giving into sleep.
