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Plea for the Reaper
A/N: Plea for the Reaper is influenced by my interest in talking animals/humanoid animals. A very big thankies goes out to Fuyu for providing the title of my fic.
Disclaimer: This original story, "Plea for the Reaper", is rated T for mild language and violence/deaths.
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A/N: A very BIG thankies goes out to Sgt Shock for providing the description of the peregrine falcon monk, the name for the enemy and the vague description of Sobar.
Prologue: Seeking Revenge
Almost like some sort of angel, he entered the room and light seemed to pour from every crack that it could get through. His keen emerald eyes seemed to glow with this mysticism, this grace unparalleled to anything that she had ever seen before. With him being an avian, feathers were the first thing that caught her attention; black for the top half of his body with the purest white as they progressed down the rest of his body.
Feathers stemmed from his head in layers and swayed around the length of his back as he moved. His talons scraped the ground as he walked causing her ears to fold back in annoyance for the first steps. After a while, it became something of a soothing melody. That was when she knew he was her saviour.
"You have awakened, my child." He folded his arms, which were also his wings. "I thought my spell wouldn't be enough." His voice was soft, but still caring.
"Who are you? And where am I?" Her tone, on the other hand, was a rasping growl. It indicated she felt threatened in this place of healing. The female warrior's gaze shifted to her right where her swords still lay. Her amber eyes returned their glare to the monk, as muscles rippled beneath her spotted yellow-furred pelt. She did not appreciate being brought here and she bared her fangs instinctively.
Her whole feline self was screaming to escape, but something stayed the overwhelming desire to flee. Maybe this monk could tell her what had happened. With that thought in her mind, she picked up and sheathed her swords, before focusing on the monk again.
"I am Elder Pere, and you currently reside in my specialized martial arts centre, which doubles as a medical wing." Pere answered.
"Medical wing...? What? How did you...?" The warrior cat questioned, with a surprised expression on her face.
Pere placed one clawed hand on his patient's shoulder, and looked at her with eyes that seemed to smile. "My dear Kina, you wouldn't remember that your mother was killed by an enemy's ice whip when you were five. I understand that you witnessed your father's untimely passing, struck down by Sobar's arrows. You sustained a mortal wound. However, my abilities were able to bring you back. What will you do now?"
The group that had killed Kina's parents were known as Moonlight Circle. Their aim was to end the lives of any and all individuals who were potential targets. Kina's parents happened to be on the Circle's list, which was unfortunate.
Kina closed her eyes, trying to remember a glimpse of her father's murderer since her mother's was out of reach. Green eyes almost like a predator's were the only thing that came to mind. They were like none that she had ever seen before; mixed with some sort of brown that was in his pupils. Other than that, she couldn't remember what fur he had, or what species he was. All she now knew was his name. "Sobar…" she muttered to herself. For some reason, darkness came to mind when she heard his name.
A fire suddenly ignited in the warrior feline's amber eyes. "I will be ready. I will fight harder. I have been wronged. I couldn't do anything to defend my parents. I will have vengeance on all of those who commit wrongs in this world. From now on, I live for death and will be known as Kina Swordfate!"
A/N: Plea for the Reaper is influenced by my interest in talking animals/humanoid animals. A very big thankies goes out to Fuyu for providing the title of my fic.
Disclaimer: This original story, "Plea for the Reaper", is rated T for mild language and violence/deaths.
*****
PLEA FOR THE REAPER
A/N: A very BIG thankies goes out to Sgt Shock for providing the description of the peregrine falcon monk, the name for the enemy and the vague description of Sobar.
Prologue: Seeking Revenge
Almost like some sort of angel, he entered the room and light seemed to pour from every crack that it could get through. His keen emerald eyes seemed to glow with this mysticism, this grace unparalleled to anything that she had ever seen before. With him being an avian, feathers were the first thing that caught her attention; black for the top half of his body with the purest white as they progressed down the rest of his body.
Feathers stemmed from his head in layers and swayed around the length of his back as he moved. His talons scraped the ground as he walked causing her ears to fold back in annoyance for the first steps. After a while, it became something of a soothing melody. That was when she knew he was her saviour.
"You have awakened, my child." He folded his arms, which were also his wings. "I thought my spell wouldn't be enough." His voice was soft, but still caring.
"Who are you? And where am I?" Her tone, on the other hand, was a rasping growl. It indicated she felt threatened in this place of healing. The female warrior's gaze shifted to her right where her swords still lay. Her amber eyes returned their glare to the monk, as muscles rippled beneath her spotted yellow-furred pelt. She did not appreciate being brought here and she bared her fangs instinctively.
Her whole feline self was screaming to escape, but something stayed the overwhelming desire to flee. Maybe this monk could tell her what had happened. With that thought in her mind, she picked up and sheathed her swords, before focusing on the monk again.
"I am Elder Pere, and you currently reside in my specialized martial arts centre, which doubles as a medical wing." Pere answered.
"Medical wing...? What? How did you...?" The warrior cat questioned, with a surprised expression on her face.
Pere placed one clawed hand on his patient's shoulder, and looked at her with eyes that seemed to smile. "My dear Kina, you wouldn't remember that your mother was killed by an enemy's ice whip when you were five. I understand that you witnessed your father's untimely passing, struck down by Sobar's arrows. You sustained a mortal wound. However, my abilities were able to bring you back. What will you do now?"
The group that had killed Kina's parents were known as Moonlight Circle. Their aim was to end the lives of any and all individuals who were potential targets. Kina's parents happened to be on the Circle's list, which was unfortunate.
Kina closed her eyes, trying to remember a glimpse of her father's murderer since her mother's was out of reach. Green eyes almost like a predator's were the only thing that came to mind. They were like none that she had ever seen before; mixed with some sort of brown that was in his pupils. Other than that, she couldn't remember what fur he had, or what species he was. All she now knew was his name. "Sobar…" she muttered to herself. For some reason, darkness came to mind when she heard his name.
A fire suddenly ignited in the warrior feline's amber eyes. "I will be ready. I will fight harder. I have been wronged. I couldn't do anything to defend my parents. I will have vengeance on all of those who commit wrongs in this world. From now on, I live for death and will be known as Kina Swordfate!"