His peace was soon disturbed by another wolf, a light blue coloured fea, racing up beside him. "Alpha," She gasped, "The Alphess-she's-the pup's are on the way!
His eyes widened at the realisation and immediately he turned and ran downhill without a word, the other wolf following in his wake.

Suddenly stopping outside the den, the male took a deep breath and entered. The moans of his Alphess could clearly be heard and she seemed to have difficulties.
Placing a calming paw upon her, the male murmured soft words of encouragement as a new life came into the world.

The Alphess turned to bring her pup closer to her body even though she was in pain. The pup was a golden coated fat one which squealed in surprise at the rough tongue licking it clean.
The male's mouth flickered in a smile and then he turned his attention anxiously back to his Alphess. "Are you alright, my love?" He asked softly.

The Alphess shook her head with a pained whine.

After a few moments of panting the rest of the litter were born. Although these were not picked up by the tired new mother and they did not move nor mew in alarm.
Still borns.

The male checked the all to make sure and shook his head sadly. They had only the single pup this season.

As she cleaned her only pup, the mother did not even look at the rest of the litter-she had already known and only wished to focus on her one single pup. A name was chosen: Byliss.

This pup was me. I had often questioned the other adults why I was the only pup in the pack and this is what I could gather from their broken answers. Yet being the only pup allowed me to be the focus of attention and I spent my first few years of life being surrounded by love and care. This all changed by the time I was on the verge of leaving puphood.

The hunting had become scarce and so my parents required as many of the pack as they could-leaving an only baby sitter to look after me. I can remember watching their retreating backs from the mouth of the den, a large storm cloud hanging overhead which my pack believed was a bad omen.
It was not long before it started to rain and thunder crashed through the skies followed by lightning and as I cowered beneath the ground on my own, I realised that my babysitter was missing. Plucking up the courage I dared myself to creep outside.
He was nowhere to be seen. Another crash of thunder made me leap back into the den nervously. Where was he?

I whimpered for my mother to come back so that then I could hide beside her warm form. Seeking comfort whilst nestling in her thick fur. Yet no amount of whimpering would make her hear me-she was far away with the hunting party. I decided to go out alone.
I had no reason to fear anything. This was my parents terra and they controlled everything. Or so I believed. I was young and naive so I did not know the risks of leaving the safety of the den. I did not know the reason why my family had never let me leave the den or the terrible threat to our family.

As I bounded down paths scented by my father and mother, I did not realise that I was becoming more lost with every step I took. By the time I realised the rain had already washed away scents that were vital for me to find my way home.
Cold, alone and shivering, I miserably sought out shelter underneath a large leaf which all too soon spilt it's contents on me. Shaking myself dry, I searched out another refuge from the rain. The ground was too soft to try and dig my own den as the rain had softened it and the dirt would not stick together as normal.
I cried out in frustration as I realised the hopelessness of my situation. I was not skilled at all in many of the things that the others were. ''But why?'' I asked myself, ''Why would father and mother not want me to venture outside?

Because they want to keep you from me, Byliss,'' A strange voice growled behind me.
I spun around to come face to face with demonic red eyes. This beast was not normal. My face grew into a shocked expression as the beast grinned evilly and placed a heavy paw upon my body causing me to fall upon the ground. ''Don't worry,'' The beast spoke softly still bearing the same grin, ''This won't hurt...much.

I started to shake in fear as the beast's fangs lowered near to my neck. Piercing the skin and going deeper. Blood spilt slowly onto the ground as the creature drank. My breath became ragged and gasping as I started to fit. ''You're mine now little girl,'' The beast's voice sounded near my ear as a chuckle followed, ''You poor sweet innocent thing".
My limbs twitched without my control as I sat up, the blood still dripping from my neck, as my voice sounded a panicked howl to the skies. He released his power on me momentarilly and I slumped forward slightly. My paws seemed to have become a different colour. The left had become black and orange and upon my right foreleg were black and orange bands. ''W-What have you done to me?'' I squeaked in fear.
The beast, who was in fact another wolf, began to reply but was interuppted by a single angered roar and my father's figure leaped through the bushes stopping in shock as he saw me. The shock changed to sadness to anger.

Baring his teeth, my father advanced upon the lupe who had done this to me. ''What have you done to her?'' He snarled with pained anger, ''What have you done to my daughter?
What I had promised to do many years ago, my friend'', He replied with a growl.

Like lightening they both leapt and clashed with each other, teeth ripping flesh, claws striking with deadly accurancy as they battled.

I watched it all with no emotion.

My father was going to die and I felt no sorrow nor anger towards the beast. He was my master now. He was all that mattered.

Finally my father fell to the floor with a thud and a whimper. The other wolf, who was panting heavily and bleeding from several places, gave a laugh as he leaned close to my father's throat.
I should kill you now,'' He growled, his teeth just touching the skin protectecting the throat, ''But I want to see the fear in your eyes when your own blood and flesh does it instead.

Immediately I was on my feet and approaching my father, my teeth bared and all my hatred focused on him. If it was not for him, I would not be what I am now. It HIS fault. It was my father's fault.
No...'' He whispered in denial, ''Byliss please don't do this...
The pleads fell upon deaf ears. The identity of Byliss had been stripped from me. All I was now was a puppet.

My fangs flashed through the air and clamped around his throat. The pulse grew weaker...weaker...until it stopped. He was dead.

A tear shivered down my face. A part of me was still Byliss. Now it was angry. Releasing my father I turned my jaws to the wolf who had first turned me into a monster. Blood dripping from my maw, I launched myself to his throat and before I knew it he was dead too.

With a cry, I released him. What had I done?! The anger built up. I could not control myself now I was a killer. A monster.

As I ran through the woods, the anger developed into uncontrollable rage. A murderous roar rang thoughout the forest as I lost all recollection of what happened over what happened.

The next thing I knew, I was lying in a clearing. The sun was gloriously upon the grasses and flowers as they grew tall. Blinking, I stood and approached a small pool of water as thirst gripped my throat. As I lowered my head, I realised that I could not see my reflection. It was a bad omen. ''You are awake half-demon,'' A soft yet harsh voice spoke behind me, ''If you were wise you would step away from the water.

As I turned, I saw an Earthen faerie sitting in the middle of the flowers. I frowned and an uneasy growl came from my throat. She merely laughed. ''You cannot harm your saviour,'' She said as the smile slid off of her face, ''Althoug it is your own fault you are what you are.

What do you mean?'' I asked fearfully.
The faerie gave me an angered look. "You do not know what you've done?" She snapped, "You've destroyed your own pack-although some may have survived, the dead were unrecognisable.
She rose and stode over to me with a dark face and gabbed my muzzle roughly so that my gaze met hers. "With each new kill a demon will grow stronger. The stronger the life force, the stronger the power. When you killed your own puppet master the power overrode the demon inside you.

But I'm not a demon," I whimpered in pathetic protest, "Or at least I wasn't-until I met that beast.

That was because he took your name soul-you still have your world and clan soul but they are angry with each other and fight for losing the third essential part of you, your name soul." The faerie explained with an emotionless face, "When they fight they create a demon.

The words hung uncomfortably in the air before eventually I made sense of them. Then my mind began to ask questions. "Faerie," I asked, "Why can I not go near water? Why can't I see my reflection? Why-" The faerie put her hand up to stop me.
You cannot see your reflection as you have lost your name soul," She said in a matter-of-fact way, "If you are touched by water then it makes your World and Clan soul realise again that the Name soul is missing and they will begin to fight thus reawakening your demon.

I lowered my eyes to the ground as I thought once more but then the faerie continued. "The reason you are half-demon is that I have managed to create a fake name soul for you-it resides within the green earring or bangle which are placed upon you now. Do not attempt to remove them as this too will make your World and Clan souls to start fighting again As I am Earth Faerie, I have spelled the earring and bangle to release any demonic powers within you as control over the earthen element.

I remained quiet as I tried to take this information in. Thinking hard about what my future would be. What could I do now I was alone? Would I ever learn to trust anyone ever again? Would I ever be loved ever again?

A question finally came to my throat but as I turned to ask I noticed that the faerie was gone and nothing but the large clearing I was forced to reside in was behind me, full of waving flowers which seemed to call my name.

Biju, Half-Demon of Earth.

A new appearance

I had begun to be resigned to my fate of wandering endlessly among the flowers of Kuro-Sono. Nothing new seemed to happen apart from the budding plants and shifting earth beneath my paws. It was a very monotonous duty and very often I caught myself wondering what life would be like outside of this place. But those thoughts were quickly dismissed.

One day, I caught the scent of something. It was very different from the sweet fragrences of the flowers and trees and I investigated it with suspicion.
A small black wolf was hidden within one of the bushes and since I was downwind of her I could tell where she was immediately. "Come out!" I commanded with irritance, "I know you're there."

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