Post by AnaP242 on Aug 24, 2018 23:40:46 GMT -6
Chapter 1
Authors Note: This story does contain violence, if you are not ok with that then this is not the story for you, you have been warned. Other than that, pleas enjoy the story
Hi, my name is Ana. I'm here to tell you a bit about my background, I don't tell many people cause I don't really like to think about it. Let's just say I didn't have the greatest childhood, but that doesn't mean there wasn't any good parts. But anyway, I don't remember very much of where I came from. All I ever knew was that I was abandoned to a pack of Druid wolves. I wish I was abandoned anywhere else but them. Back then, the Druids were these cruel and monsterous wolves who would kill anything in their way. But theydidn't kill pups, instead they kill other packs and take the pups to raise as their own. Unfortunately I was one of those pups. But when those wolves took us, they didn't love us, they would torture us and force us to do terrible things. Sometimes I wish I would've just died, but I knew I had a bigger purpose in life than this. But I tried to keep that secret. You see, they treated me like a runt. I was small and didn't like fighting, so they would torture me even more. Also being the runt, I always had to eat last, and when I did there wouldn't be very much left. So I didn't grow very well either.
Oh and one thing I almost forgot, Ana is not my real name. The name Ana was given to me by a very close friend who pretty much raised me, but my real name was actually Kiche. I never liked the name, it always reminded me of my past. So I changed it. I like my new name, it represents me more. I will tell you about who named me but not now, it's not the right time. But anyway, there was only one thing that I loved to do when I was with that pack, and that was healing. There was one healer in the pack that was very fond of me, his name was Winston. He was a old grey wolf who had only one eye, but he was a great healer and he taught me everything I know. So when I wasn't training I was learning how to heal and find herbs. After that had decided I wanted to be a healer, not a fighter. But that dream didn't last long. The alpha one day found out Winston was teaching me how to heal. The alpha was furious and killed Winston, and I had to sit there and watch. My only friend was dead, because of me. I waited for the alpha to kill me too, but he didn't. He told me that this was what would happen if I disobeyed orders.
I wanted nothing more than to die. To leave this miserable world behind. But there was this voice that kept telling me that this is not how my story ends, and I am very glad I listened to that small voice.
Note: Don't worry! There will be more chapters , sorry if the story is a little cringe, I've never wrote a background story before. But I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter!
Authors Note: This story does contain violence, if you are not ok with that then this is not the story for you, you have been warned. Other than that, pleas enjoy the story
Hi, my name is Ana. I'm here to tell you a bit about my background, I don't tell many people cause I don't really like to think about it. Let's just say I didn't have the greatest childhood, but that doesn't mean there wasn't any good parts. But anyway, I don't remember very much of where I came from. All I ever knew was that I was abandoned to a pack of Druid wolves. I wish I was abandoned anywhere else but them. Back then, the Druids were these cruel and monsterous wolves who would kill anything in their way. But theydidn't kill pups, instead they kill other packs and take the pups to raise as their own. Unfortunately I was one of those pups. But when those wolves took us, they didn't love us, they would torture us and force us to do terrible things. Sometimes I wish I would've just died, but I knew I had a bigger purpose in life than this. But I tried to keep that secret. You see, they treated me like a runt. I was small and didn't like fighting, so they would torture me even more. Also being the runt, I always had to eat last, and when I did there wouldn't be very much left. So I didn't grow very well either.
Oh and one thing I almost forgot, Ana is not my real name. The name Ana was given to me by a very close friend who pretty much raised me, but my real name was actually Kiche. I never liked the name, it always reminded me of my past. So I changed it. I like my new name, it represents me more. I will tell you about who named me but not now, it's not the right time. But anyway, there was only one thing that I loved to do when I was with that pack, and that was healing. There was one healer in the pack that was very fond of me, his name was Winston. He was a old grey wolf who had only one eye, but he was a great healer and he taught me everything I know. So when I wasn't training I was learning how to heal and find herbs. After that had decided I wanted to be a healer, not a fighter. But that dream didn't last long. The alpha one day found out Winston was teaching me how to heal. The alpha was furious and killed Winston, and I had to sit there and watch. My only friend was dead, because of me. I waited for the alpha to kill me too, but he didn't. He told me that this was what would happen if I disobeyed orders.
I wanted nothing more than to die. To leave this miserable world behind. But there was this voice that kept telling me that this is not how my story ends, and I am very glad I listened to that small voice.
Note: Don't worry! There will be more chapters , sorry if the story is a little cringe, I've never wrote a background story before. But I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter!