River of Blood
#1 of River of Blood
(Author's note: Howdy all! well this is a first coming from me! This is the prologue to my very first story series! I will not tell you what the series will contain but I hope you will enjoy either way! Luna is copyrighted to me since it is the first name of my fursona. ^.^ Other characters that will appear in this series will be copyrighted to those who rightfully own them. Enjoy)
River of Blood
Luna was your average teen. She went to school, had a number of friends and enemies, and was the jealous factor among the other fems in her highschool. But things at home were not as they seemed.
Coming from a large family of wolves, Luna stood out the most, usually being teased by cousins about her thinness, humongous appetite, to her wild dressing and her natural blue fur.
Her family faught often and she usually locked herself away in her room to not hear her screaming, hard working mother argue with her drunken, drug addicted father who, when moments like these went for the worse, began to yell at Luna for something little, banging on the door as she drowned him out with ferocious heavy metal music.
During these times, Luna tried to stay away from home as much as possible. Unfortunately, for her, one day, everything went red.
While getting ready for school, her father, Drune, a 6' black wolf, came stumbling in after being out all night. Luna having just woken up did not hear him as she went to take her shower listening to music, which became her daily routine. Listening to her favorite CD Slipknot, she didn't hear him barge into the bathroom. He ripped back the curtain of the shower and screamed at her.
"Where's you mother?!"
She backed up against the wall trying to shield her naked body; "She went to work!"
It was then that he proceeded to fiercely beat her, her ear shattering screams filling the empty house till splatters of her own blood coated the shower.
"That's what you get for lying you good for nothing bitch!" He snarled after a moment watching her squirm on the porcelain floor of the shower stall. "Now clean up this mess before you go to school."
She looked at him as he left the bathroom, bruises very apparent on her blue fur. She washed as much blood as she could off of her fur and tried to hide her bruises as she got dressed. Putting on a pair of baggy black and green bondage pants and a black TOOL T-shirt she left the house with her backpack and began to walk to school.
Walking was very difficult for her, her body sore, and she gently rubbed her cheek, which was begging to swell. She made it to school early as usual and went straight to the bathroom to inspect her face. Looking in the mirror she saw that her cheek did indeed swell and a scar was seen from a thin line of missing fur. She grumbled and walked out of the bathroom to her first class of the day, Psychology.
Luna was the first one in the class and sat in her usual seat, in the very back. Very slowly, furs began to saunter into the classroom, not taking notice to the blue wolf. She laid her head down, her body sore and aching and didn't notice her friend Mitchell, a white rabbit, sit down next to her.
"Hey Luna, what's up?"
She grumbled and tilted her head to look at him, her eyes weary and dull, "Shit..." She moved her head again letting out a soft yelp.
Mitch leaned over and poked her arm and she growled swiping a paw at him, "Don't touch me!"
He pulled back shocked that his friend, who was usually very touchy in a friendly manner, would react in such a way.
"Luna is there something wrong?"
She lifted her head and looked at him, "No do you think there is?"
When he saw her face his mouth dropped open and was begging to ask her what was wrong when the bell rang and class began. They didn't talk through the lecture of the eneagram though Luna could tell he was worried about her.
When the class was over, Luna was the first one out of the back door, head low and went to her second class Astronomy which was all the way in the second wing. Sighing she put on her CD player and blasted Mudvayne into her ears, ignoring others as she winded her way through the crowded halls.
Mitch didn't have a chance to pry an explanation out of his friend but he knew something had gone terribly wrong. Skipping out on his geometry class he went and sought out the rest of their friends. Heading outside seeing Rosalie, a heavy set otter with glasses, Lisa a small white mouse with long black hair, Keyara who was Lisa's cousin, another white mouse with black hair but wore glasses and Ralph, a gangly mutt of some sorts.
"Hey Mitch the bitch." Smiled Rosalie soon being greeted by the others.
"You guys, there is something seriously wrong with Luna..."
The others crowded around him as he began to explain how she was acting in first period. Meanwhile, Luna was being put to sleep by the voice of her teacher a very fat and hideously ugly pig. She went through the rest of the day avoiding furs and by the time her lunch came up, she headed outside to her favorite spot across the street and sat down on the rail and began to smoke a cigarette. Sighing she gently rubbed her sore and swollen cheek and huffed gently, "Fucking bastard..."
She looked up to see her friends running towards her and looked down, "Hey..."
"Momma what's wrong?" cried Lisa and Keyara in unison.
She just shook her head, "nothing..." she said quietly.
Rosalie came closer to her and gasped, "Chica! What happened to you?! You didn't look like that yesterday!"
She growled softly and huffed, "Shut the fuck up Rose. My dad just hit me is all...don't fuckin worry about it."
"Don't worry about it?"..."What the fuck?!"..."Are you alright?" That chatter of their voice began to fill her ears as the worried over her and she yelped in pain as the hand of her friend, Mojo a brown bear, touched her shoulder. Cursing filled the air and threats of how her father did this to her filled the air and she growled loudly.
"Quit fucking worrying about it! I'll be fine! Let's just have a good day okay?!" She snarled baring her teeth quite irritated now. The others looked at her and blinked nodding. Luna always had a knack for getting them to forget about something so quick by saying something either perverted or very stupid. Soon the air was filled with laughter and very loud voices and Luna, putting on a mask of how devastated she felt, by smiling and cracking jokes.
The day went by and Luna smiled and she bid her friends' goodbye, the looks on their faces telling her that they still were worried about her. She simply smiled and began to walk on her way home, knowing that she wasn't. When she came close to the house she saw that her father's car was not there and decided that this was the time to make a run for it. She ran into the house and into her room packing a few bags and grabbing a few things that meant everything to her. With all that done, she called her best friend Marcella, a black dragon who was not a big as her fellow dragons and was considered a midget, and panted as she stood outside.
"Hello?" the sound of her friends' sweet and very child-like voice filtered through the earpiece.
"Marcella...come get me please!"
The urgency in Luna's voice cause Marcella to hang up and drive like a mad woman to Luna's house. Luna paced outside when the sound of screeching tires made her turn to see her friend Marcella in a black car. Without a word Luna gathered her things and packed them into the car and got in. Speeding away Luna began to cry and Marcella drove back to her home.
"What's wrong Moon?"
Looking at her childhood friend she began to relay the event of what happened to her this morning. As she told her, the look in the dragons' eyes were that of anger and compassion.
"You can stay with me for as long as you like hun."
Luna smiled weakly and nodded laying her head back against the seat drifting to sleep. Marcella watched her sleep as she pulled up into the driveway of her home, whistling loudly for her roommates; Darin, a large white wolf, Rob Marcella's mate, a wingless dragon, and Tobias a redhawk.
"Darin get Luna inside strip her down. Tobias run her some warm bathwater for her to soak in. Rob baby carry her things inside please."
They all nodded worried looks on their faces as she got out of the car and sighed rubbing her face. Bustling about with their sleeping friend whimpering, they began to set up the extra room they had for her. Darin laid her naked body into the water and rubbed her gently, noting that the water soon had a red tint to it from her fur. He growled and left the bathroom sitting down on the couch.
"Mind telling us what happened Cella?"
She sighed and nodded sitting down in a chair, "Her father beat her this morning..."
Rob growled, hissing loudly, "that asshole! I knew something like this was going to happen."
"Well...is she going to stay here?" quirked Tobias, his feathers ruffling.
"Yes she is Toby. She's my best friend...it's what I can do for her after all that she has done for me."
They looked towards the bathroom, her painful whimpering filtering out, Darin sighed softly.
"I'll watch over her..."
They all looked at him and nodded secretly knowing his feelings for the blue she-wolf. Once it was all agreed, Darin went into the bathroom and scooped the she-wolf out of the water, stained with blood that had coated her undercoat of fur. He began to dry her gently and dressed her in a T-shirt and boxers before taking her to the bedroom next to his and set her down in the bed. She stirred, still sleeping and yawned, her short blue and red hair falling around her face. He gently rubbed her cheek that was not swollen and kissed her muzzle softly.
"He'll pay for what he has done to you my love.... I'll make sure of it."
For the rest of the night he watched her sleep never leaving her side.