《Chosen by a three headed god》
Proulogue 1 + 3
Mina found herself in darkness, not the one you can find youself in nightmares but a warmer kind. Drowsly she opened her dark brown eyes, not remebering how she got here she slowely looks around.
Blackness and darkness and night everywhere she turns until her eyes widen in shock, mouth open in suprise. Now infront of her stands a being clad in a forest. The beings body seems to be made of trees and red berry bushes, bark of great oaks and leaves of birch, the ready to harvest nuts and rosehip berries making her mouth water.
As her gaze finds it¡äs head she can not belive her eys. The great entity¡äs head was constantly shifting , sometimes a white furred mandrill mouth wide open and showing it¡äs black gums and withe teeth ready to kill her at whim, sometimes a lion with dark and red fur and a sorrowful gaze that made Mina wanna cry, and some times a golden haird elf with a mischevious smile and blue eys bound to have made many a maiden heartbroken.
Mina unconsciusly reached for the pendant around her neck, describing the same faces on it as she saw before her. Instead she found only emptyness and the warm darkness around her, looking down in distress she found the she was naked, a short and shrill left her lips as she quickly tried to cover herself, her smooth and dark mahogany brown hair spilling down to her collarbones and not up in the thick braid it should be.
"W-where am I" Mina asks with quivering voice.
"You are safe" Azha, the lion answers with a calm and strong voice, staring into Mina¡äs eyes making her understand the truth in the statment.
"At a crossrodes, altough the road you will take is pretty much predetermied" Riazh, the elf says giving her a wink with one blue eye, his long blone hair seemingly caressing his godly leaf covered shoulders, or maybe the shoulders were made of leaves Mina tought to her self.
"YOU¡äRE DEAD" Muzh, the mandrill shrikes. Her red eyes, blu streaked red nose and black gums creating a terrfying contrast agins her snow white fur. Mina was sure that only male mandrill¡äs hade those blue markings but she can not devote anymore tought to that as the furius shrike sends a chill down Minas spine making every hair on her body try to flee their elven prison as her heart tries to pulverise her ribbcage.
"W-ha..."Paniced breaths is all that escapes her mouth as she reals from shock.
"You fought an adversary of our¡äs and beat him, howerver not without a cost" Azha sadly says.
"It¡äs not often a mortal kills a demigod and what a FIGHT, we are so proud of you our little hunter" Riazh continues his eyes full of admiration.
Muzh simply baring her teeth and stares silently at Mina while she treis to remember what happend. Mina had left her village to explore the wolrd, received presents and wellwishes from her family and freinds hugged her parents and little brother goodbay and taken of out into the world. A few months later several forests away from home she had been hunting something. Deer, yes she had been hunting deer and shoot one in the leg when a great moose had rushed out from the forest foliage. Two times as big as the doe she shot and that was without counting his great antlers, pristine and bone white with red swirling marks. The same marks addorned not only his antlers but his gray pelted body too.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.
Mina had tought him only a nature spirit pissed of over injuring one of his mates but maybe he was angry becuse she belonged to another god instead, or most likley a combination of both. Their fight had taken half of the day, she jumping up in trees and firing arrows and him felling said tree and sometimes a few more with a swing of his mikghty antlers. She had almost gotten trampled by his obsidian like hooves a few times when she fell but the arrow she shot him with under his stomach was probably another reason he was furius. She had gotten up and turned around to see the godling charge her yet again but this time he was alot closer, she had drawn her dads sword he gave her when she left the village.
She could not remember how it all ended, only that the sun was setting.
"A-are s-s-souls not s-supposed to get t-taken by Yvonne t-to the dark f-f-forest" Mina had hardly finished the sentence before Muzh frowned and bellowed.
"YOU¡äRE OURS" Muzh screamed into Minas face, her spit flying all over the warm blackness and Minas face.
"And we are yours"Azha said, brinning in Mina in a warm embrace . She could smell something sweet ,not strong smell, emminating from the rosehip flowers in hisbradied mane. The calming hug ended to fast for Mina liking as the threeheaded god changed to Riazh whom gave her a frendly kiss on her brow, like her father used to when she was younger.
"You have earned out blessing little hunter, as you helped us we will help you. When you awake Do Not panic, you will be alright even if it does not seem like it and we will be with you, both in your heart and soul" As he spoke the last words he started to fade.
As her god started to fade so did the warm blackness, it started to get muddy gray as if underwater, bothe brighter and darker at the same time less unclear. She reched for them, and in her mined begged them not to leave.
"Thank you Mina, our little huntress, thank you..." the god said in its three voices, the last thing she heard before she woke up.
As she awoke the first thing she noticed was the cold. This was colder than even the cold of nightmares, nothing like the warm darkness in the god¡äs domain. It was night and dark and she could feel and hear a cold wind blowing through some leaves . Mina realised she had her back against a tree and was looking at its crown of leaves, as she brought her gaze downwards she saw her battlefied, trees and leaves and bushes strewn all around. Some upproteed and some simply broken, as her eyes travled even lower she saw the corpse of the grey demigod.
Her fathers sword, her sword stuck its throat and the godlings white and beautiful antlers, staind a black red by her blood, stuck in her guts a bit of her red intestines slowely making its way towards the ground.
"Fuck"she swore.
"Fuck indeed little hunter"Riazh agreed
"Just rip it out" Muzh said in a irritated voice, but thankfully not as loud as usual.
"Maybe take it out slowely atleast"Azha tried helpfully.
"Fuck"Mina swore again.
Ch 1 Fire at the edge
"GAHHAH" Mina screamed as she carfully tried to wiggle the giant antlers out of her body, with out taking most of her insides out with them. The antlers hade somehow gotten stuck in some of her intestines and it was quite hard for her to see what she was doing. At least they were not slick with blood as hers had alredy dried, she did not know if she should curse or thank the god that somehow kept her alive. So she simply screamed a bit instead.
"BUHAAAA" She spat out trying to move the Demigod¡äs gigantic head away from her trapped legs. Some of her brown hair plastered with sweat to her forehead, drool and spit on her dry parched lips. She had struggled with the antlers and corpse for what feelt like hours. Her heart beating so hard it hurt her whole chest threatened to burst out from her body. It was a small comfort that it at least was beating as she had for a second thought she was undead, but that was not the god¡äs will. As she looked down to her skewered body she saw her meddalion, the white carved wood depicting the three aspects of the three headed god. Riazhs elven head smiling in the middle, Azha with his majestic mane to the right and Muzh seemingly scowling to the left.
"I dare say that the artist got me from my best sides" Riazh said into her mind, Mina simply grunting in respons.
"GET ON WITH IT CHILD" Muzh shouted all of a sudden, Mina startled by both the loud voice and the sudden infulx of extra power that Muzh infused her with promptly procceded with practicly throwing the giant moose¡äs body away, spilling alot of her insides on the forest floor.
"Should have done that to begin with" the mandrill aspect pronounce to the shereking woman on the ground as her guts started crawling back into her body.
Gortug was briskly walking through the forest when a great wailing hit his ears. He did not like "The gray one¡äs" forest before and now even less, however being in the forest of a very territorial demigod seemed better than the raging dwarfs and their new Lord.
It had started a short few months ago when an earthquake that lasted for days and nights had hit "The forest of Shemgroo" were he lived, he thought the world was going under and that the earh would surely dissepair underneath his feet. But it symply shoock and rumbled like a thunderous storm was ragin under the earth. But the horror he felt was nothing akin to what the dwarfs of E¡äkor mountain felt.
The mountain of E¡äkor had split in two and crumbled to dust, a great ravine, a great scar in the very earth was a that was left. The earthquake had simply been a fight between E`kor, the Lord of the mountain, and Rud¡äyr, a great Lord of fire. It was pretty clear who won. And in the wake of two Godlike Lords of the elements, a great kingdom had fallen and millions of its dwarven inhabitatns dead. The remenants of the dwarven population had what they had to do to survive, sworne aligance to the new lord, Rud¡äyr.
But Rud¡äyr was not yet content and had started devouring the very forest of Shemgroo sending his dwarven hunters and soldiers to kill its inhabitants for thier flesh and hides. The dwarves nedded a new home, and home to them was a mountain, and there was no other mountains near here so they would need to travel, far. And while traveling you need to eat, it was a logical choice to declare war against the forest of Shemgroo.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.
When Gortug had confronted lady Shemabout going to war and fight back she had told him to run, that she was to weak to fight Rud¡äyr. He had been angry at first but he understood and left with some of the forests denizens.
As they walked through the forest of "the gray one"he looked at his companions, Fawns (deertaurs) and woodelves took up most of thier numbers a dozen treants (treemen), dryads and nature spirits in different sizes, Bagno the big pig like swamp elemental and of course himself the 15m tall giant. Most of the woodelves were being carried by eather himself or the treants or riding a fawn. The ones on him clinged to his clothes made from animal furs or to his great braided beard, it was apparently real comfy.
Enressa the fawn matriach spearheading the party with her long green hair flowing in the wind, dear like ears twitching at every sound sighed heavily as the shreiking finnaly stopped. Walking next to her was her son, Beryl, the party¡äs only arcane magician. Unlike the rest of the fawns whom have green hair and bright brown pelt with white dots his was alot darker, short fluffy darbrown hair and darkfur. Two broken stumps of horn where he had lost them having fought one of the dwarven hunting parties, the dwarfs mighty hammer having broken them but buying him enugh time to cast the spell that ended the fight.
She could feel the magic ozing from his long almost black staff of old gnarled wood ending in a mobius strip. She was so proud of him, when he was born he had been misshapen with six legs instead of four, it hade made it hard for him growing up but now he was so strong and his arcane powers hade saved them several times. But he was worried, he feelt some strange strong power deeper in to the forest witch they had to investigate. It was not The grey one but something else.
Minas stomach was growling like a beast as she worked on butchering the carcass of the demigod, getting through the ribbgace had been a bitch while practicly shaking due to hunger and exhaustion, but it was tradition in her tribe to eat the heart of any prey you kill. It was a kind of way to say ones thanks and show appreciation, and she would not stop with her traditions just because she had turned in to some kind of avatar for her good, altough said gods aspects seemed to approve of the tradition.
The elves from the Brir tribe ate meat, fish, nuts and mushrooms, almost anything the forest had to offer and made sure to give proper thanks for everything they took unlike the southeren Darkelves whom mainly took or the Woodelves whom were strictly vegetarian. Butchering this great moose brought memories of Minas parents and siblings when their father teached them how to do it correctly, she had cried that time thinking it was cruel but now the memory just brought smile to her lips.
Mina squeled in content delight as she was finnaly able to get the heart out of the godling and quikly brought it to her mouth, taking a bite of the succulent heart its blood drenching the lower part of her face and her alredy bloodsoked hands and arms, it tasted Divine. As she took a second bite of her hard earned meal she fought she heard the sound of someone retchingand something soft and wet hit the ground. Quikly turning to were the sound came from she found a sight she did not expect.
A tall handsome giant surrounded by beatifull fawns, Woodelves and nature spirits. A cute looking male fawn at the front, all starring at her with wide eyes.
"I think the wizard in front used some kind of dampening spell on them if you are wondering how a gaint was able to sneak up on you"Riazh said in a mocking tone.
"Quick swallow the food before they try to take it" was Muzh advise.
"Atleast try to wipe you chin" Azha suggested