《Night Slaughter》


 Back story Part 1

    Backstory Part 1


    We were born to be weapons. Emotionless killing machines. To complete the mission at all costs was our purpose. Walking the path of slaughter while hearing pleads of mercy and forgiveness. Men, women, children and even the elderly. No one was an exception. If our employers want you dead at midnight, not even God himself will let you see the morning sun.


    In the beginning, there were 5000 of us. When we all turned 3 years old, we were injected with a strange medicine into our spines. It was to enhance our reaction speed, our processing speed, and to absorb information faster and to increase our memory so we won''t forget anything. 3500 kids survived the injection.


    We started learning languages firstly. Elven, Fae, Human and the Orc language. We quickly mastered the languages in 2 years, and those who didn''t, we never saw those brothers and sisters again. We moved on to learning lethal techniques which involved killing, crippling, torturing and how to capture someone without being noticed.


    As we were learning, we would exercise, sprinting, lifting and climbing. We could feel ourselves getting stronger and started competing against one another. Rivalry started among us, creating factions, using each other to continue our growth, still not understanding why we were learning these things but we were just children.


    3 years passed by in a flash. We were now 8 years old, we lost even more brothers and sisters, either by accident from practicing our techniques on each other, to master parrying and counter attacking, our fathers thought that we must learn from observation, if 1 of us died, the rest of us learn that 1 mistake while using our swords can suck the life of us. There are now 3000 of us. We were used to losing our family and didn''t feel the need to mourn for their deaths, we were just feeling colder.


    We thought to just stop fighting each other, we lost too many brothers and sisters to continue. Those who spoke up were missing the next day. We were forced by fear to continue honing our skills and continued to learn new skills such as killing intent, stealth and trap making. We also learnt how to inflict fear into the enemies by brutalising one death, to make it seem savage and easy. We thought we were going to finish our training and learning, to find out our purpose and why we learnt everything till then. We turned 9 years old and we found out that the exercising we were doing every day for 6 years wasn''t to keep us healthy and to make friends. How wrong we were. It was the preparation for the second douse of the strange medicine.


    Our numbers. My brothers and sisters. My family. From the 2800 we had, 400 survived the treatment. We learnt that even if we die, our fathers in the the white cloaks wouldn''t care. We learnt what true heartbreak was and for the first time in 1 year, I cried.


    The second treatment was to make our bodies keep up with our minds, making us stronger, faster and more dangerous. We knew what we could lose and how fast it could be to lose ourselves from the madness that came with the feeling to destroy anything. We just had to bury our emotions and move on to the next step of training.


    4 year go passed ever so slow. We are now 13 years old and with only 300 moving on to the next stage of training. We were lead into a hall way, we were carrying the weapons we were most comfortable with and on the walls to the side of us, we saw our first people besides our white cloaked fathers. They were bulk and had different appearances separating them into their respected races. The Elves wore a dark green tunic with shortened sleeves that looked like they were stretching with long green pants.The Orcs wore black armour tightly fitted to display the power of their muscles. The Fae were separated to those who used magic and those who didn''t. The magic users were beautiful looking in their nature armour which looked like wood vines that''s been weaved together and with some vines flowering. The Fae that didn''t use magic looked like the brutes dragged up from hell, wearing war torn battle armour but it still covered up their vital areas. I noticed that they all wore the same collar and they were pointing their bows and magical staffs at us, all on alert incase something happened.


    As we walked in silence with the feeling of excitement in the air from seeing so many strange people. We were lead into a massive room, filled with darkness. We were told to wait in the darkness. What happened next was the 1 thing in my life that I will never forget.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Screams of horror pierced through the darkness. The lights flashed on and dread filled everyone''s confused faces. What we saw was our family. Our siblings. Brothers and sisters. But it wasn''t from the 300 of us that survived the nightmare training, no, it was much worse. It was the 4700 others, we found out what they did to the bodies of those that ''died'' or went ''missing''. They were alive but very much dead. Almost as if they were brought back to life and are being driven by madness. As my heart was rapidly beating, an aged croaky voice sounded through the room.


    "Let the naming ceremony begin, only 10 of the 300 survivors will leave alive. Good luck and let the beast out to play".


    I nodded to the people closest to me and we knew that if we were going to live, we need to work together. I readied my pitch black katana and charged over to those who were once my family, slaughtering my way through.


    They were everywhere, I couldn''t be hesitant. 1 wrong move and I would''ve died. Just had to move faster and be stronger. I was having flash backs to when my brothers and sisters trained together, the way they smiled, the way they laughed. It only solidified my cold heart, them now are not the ones I knew. By the time I had a pile of corpses by my side, I noticed that I was alone. I didn''t see any of the people I nodded to. I thought they must''ve died but I didn''t care too much, I just knew I needed to regroup with the remaining survivors. I slaughtered a path from where I though was where I came from.


    I''ve been looking for everyone else for the last 30minutes but I didn''t hear any fighting noises from my surroundings besides the beastly shouts from my dead family. Thinking back to the voice, there still must be 9 at least left. So my search continued.


    1 hour...


    2hours....


    5hours...


    9hours...


    The number of siblings I''ve cut down, I''ve lost count. I still haven''t found my alive family and I''m starting to grow tired. The adrenalin has started to wear off and my injuries are worsening, at least the numbers are dwindling and my tower of corpses is ever growing rapidly. I was starting to lose hope, but then hope sounded in my ears, the voice of the elder that spoke before.


    "10 survivors left, escape with your lives or finish of your previous siblings, your choice".


    I''m faced with a new choice. 1 that assures that I completed the mission or 1 that hones my skills and letting more of my family continue their way to the afterlife while showing my fathers to leave no witnesses. It was an easy choice, this was my goodbye that I never got the chance to say. I may be not feeling any emotions, but I felt that they deserve that much.


    I continue to slaughter while training my dodging speed, leaving as little of space between me and the attack, to feel the wind coming off their fists and palms on every attack. I was calm and steady. I found that dodging at the last second while using minimal movements was hard but worth mastering because it doesn''t make any unless movements. By making minimal movement to dodge a lethal attack allows you to pick up habits from the enemy, finding out wounded areas by watching their shoulders flinch after they extend too far forward.


    While paying attention to my surroundings and my blade cutting down on anyone I faced, I suddenly felt something inside me tremble. I opened up some space by spinning my blade in a full circle, than sprinted to a direction where I saw an opening. I found out that making some distance was a lot harder than I thought with an endless barrage of attacks aiming for my throat and my legs. I jumped and kicked one in the face and as he fell back, I got a footing on his face and jump on top of the closest person. My sister stumbled back as I jumped to the next person and continued to run on top of the swarm of people. Like that I was able to see the number of enemies left, a cold sweat ran down my back. Then I felt the tremor again, I felt it come from the middle of my chest. I lower my shirt a little and a dim red light was showing from my chest I looked up towards the number of enemies I have left and felt my face and body get hotter I was feeling strange. I felt like hurting someone I don''t know why but the more people I kill, the hotter I was getting. Then something happened. I heard a loud snap and a growl yelling things I couldn''t understand.


    Darkness. It was every where and I appeared to be floating in just darkness. I figured that it would be a good time to investigate that red light and to brighten up this darkness with the red light. I pulled my shirt down and the red light was pulsing and with every pulse, the red light spread to other parts of my body. I didn''t panic because it felt very comfortable. So comfortable that I could just sleep. My exhausted body gently floating down touching something wet, I opened my eyes to see that it was a liquid similar to blood. Crimson water that reflected an appearance I''m not used to and made me jump back. I was relieved to see the reflection jump back as well. If it didn''t, I''d be more terrified. I''m observing the person I see, dead eyes with a hint of loneliness, a pitch black katana, red colouring in his eyes with long hair covering a part of his face. He wore a black long sleeve shirt with bulging muscles full of power showing through the shirt. He copied my movement then I realised, this lonely figure wearing my clothes was me.

 Backstory Part 2

    Backstory Part 2


    P.O.V-Unknown


    We were given 2 options. To fight or to finish our task at hand. I was in a group of 9 when we heard our options. That means that there''s 1 more survivor that is fighting by themselves. 4 of us decided to look for them because we didn''t want to lose more family. The other 5 wanted safety over family and so we were left to fight while they escaped.


    We fought what seemed for hours. My weapon were dual pitch black daggers with leg and chest piece which used to be full of sheathed throwing knives. I also had a bow and an empty quiver on my back. Safe to say that they are only useful when I could recover the arrows or throwing knives. But when I could, I would use them to open up distance to regroup and restart our formation.


    Hour after hour, we fought hard and we were getting exhausted but every then and there, I felt a tremor. In fact, we all did, almost at the same time as well. We thought that the surviving person was creating them and wondering why I still haven''t seen them yet, despite how loud and how powerful it felt.


    Few more hours go by and at this point, I can''t hear anything but the tremors, it was like an excited heart beat. We couldn''t communicate verbally within my group we all heard and felt it. But there was a new feeling. As if something was calling to me, from the shadows and in the group below me. It felt strange but at the same time, very soothing.


    Then that was it. The growl. The yelling. We all heard it. I''ve had never been so hot before. Even when our fathers bathed us in boiling water to make our skin harder. Nothing could compare to it. But it was the last feeling I felt before I backed out. I felt very warm and awoke in a pitch black space, dimly lit by the luna light from the bright yet distant moon in the sky. The floor was grass which could I only assume was flourishing from the softness of it. There was no wind or breeze.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    I tried getting my bearings by trying to find high ground, which was challenging because of the flatness of the field that ran further than the eye can see. But I did see a tree in the distance and made my way over.


    What I found was a lake next to the tree with a glowing white wolf with 3 tails glancing at me. I reached for the bow on my back to discover that I was unarmed. I kept my distance and continue to glance back as I crept closer to the lake for rehydration.


    I was taking slow sips of the water when suddenly the wolf made a move. It ran for me as if an arrow was launch from a bow. I readied my stance and prepared for a slaughter. But the weird thing was that the closer it got, the more I felt as if it were apart of me.


    As it started slowing down and started to trot to me, I lowered my stance and went on my knees but the creature wasn''t displaying any signs of hostility. I opened my arms to let it know that if it wanted my life, it could have it. I close my eyes and wait for the sharp pains in my throat but it never came. What did come though was a tackle strong enough to push me on my back with a barrage of tickling licks on my face.


    When I opened my eyes, the pitch blackness was only seen in our shadows and in the sky. The moon was a lot closer and bright enough to see everything that this space has to offer. Beautiful green grass, bright blue lake with the reflection of the moon. I could even see my reflection for the first time.


    I had white hair that just passes my breasts, a white oval shaped face with black eyes with white pupils, I wore black pants with my throwing knife sockets travelling down from my thigh to my ankles. I also wore a black chest piece over my grey tunic with more sockets for the throwing knives.


    I felt like I was connected with the wolf, the moon and nature itself. My curiosity hit me and wondered what happened for me to get here and what is happening to my brothers and sisters. I struck into deep thought about if my family was seeing the same as me. What woke me up from the thought was the wolf howling..... Followed by an intense killing pressure with an growl, as if the devil was appearing himself.

 Back Story Part 3

    Back Story Part 3


    When I came to, the room was beyond cleaning. Mutilated corpse filled the room, it really was a sight to see. The corpses didn''t have full bodies. Limbs scattered everywhere.


    I didn''t feel sick or disgusted. If anything, I felt satisfied, exhausted and confused. Confused about the destruction. We were strong but that could only could be described as a village that fail to defend from a beast invasion. We weren''t capable of causing this.


    I felt satisfied because it''s a fitting end to my family, they won''t be fixed up and they can be sent to the afterlife. But something inside was satisfied for a different reason. It''s almost as if you finally scratched an itch on the bottom of your foot, or as if you ate a massive meal and ate more than your usual fill.


    I tried standing up from being on all fours. I closed my eyes and gritting my teeth because of the burning pain that came from my wounds. I struggled and finally stood up unbalanced and feeling awkward. I opened my eyes to see the cause of the corpse filled room. 4 beasts stood in the room. There was a white wolf with 3 tails covered in blood stains which stood at almost 2 meters tall. Just behind it was 3 other creatures. Standing at 1.5 meters was a pitch black panther with whips of black smoke coming from it. The third figure was the smallest which was at 1 meter and was a bright red slim tiger which looked like it was eating the corpses. And the last figure looked like a small dragon with 4 wings with the 2 bigger ones at its shoulders and the 2 smaller ones more towards its tail. It stood around 1.8 meters.


    They were looking at me strangely except for the tiger which continued to eat and smash apart more corpses. It was as if they were concerned about me. Looking up at me like that. Then that dawned on me. They were looking up at me. If they were 2 meters tall and looking up, how tall did I grow. Thinking that, I fell back down on my hands. I looked to inspect my wounds to see if I was fit to fight.


    The next thought that ran through my head was, " Am I human?"


    Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.I had claws for hands and a hulk like body fit for slaughter. I had black and red swirl patterned fur that still displays my bulk body. I also had hind legs that were full of power as if it was made for speed. I felt my face to find out I had a snout and 2 curved bull horns on my head.


    I glanced to the other beasts and they were now inspecting themselves when we heard foot steps and a clapping noise that echoed throughout the room.


    "Well done my children, you''ve truly let the beast out of those pathetic human bodies. You are now the beast that your personality created. A War Dragon built for destroying cities or counties. A Luna Wolf made for ambushing and controlling nature to submit to your wrath. A Blood Tiger designed to slaughter anything in its path. A Shadow Panther to enter the domain of the shadows and assassinate anyone. And lastly but most impressive, a Demon War Beast. Created for destruction and slaughter. 1 War beast can turn the tides of war within seconds, but the rarity of them makes them almost impossible to find. Now this world has never seen a Demon War Beast before. Once again, most impressive."


    So these beasts were my family, but where are the other 5 members. There were meant to be 10 survivors.


    "Now onto the next part. I said that there would be 10 survivors but there are only 5 here. Where are the other 5 you might be thinking. Well I''m happy to tell you that they turned their back on the only other family they had. Leaving them to death. Let me tell you something about family, we never abandon family. Family is family, you might not have much left but you 4 came back to save 1 member even if that means death. Now those that abandon family deserve nothing but the wrath of the gods."


    Well he does have a point. So those 4 came back for me huh. It seems I owe them 1.


    "So for their punishment, we have injected them with a new medicine. The medicine needs a body like yours to devour and then anyone can eat the catalyst and grow beyond human capabilities, except in your case, you will grow even stronger and you might evolve into the next form without decades of hard work. But for you to do so, you''d have to eat the bodies of the traitorous family members. Your call."


    He then claps his hands twice and 5 bodies drop from the ceiling. They convulsed as they hit the floor. They are screaming in pain and the first to leave us is the tiger, then the dragon followed and the panther left after. It was just me and the wolf left. We glanced at each other, nodded and then darted to our prey. We quickly over took our fellow siblings. The wolf and I started getting competitive and started to push each other to get to them first. We pushed and tripped each other and as I was within 10 meters of the 1st traitor, I felt something on my back and leap in front of me. Really? Did you have to flash that wink??

 Chapter 1 The Fourth Beast

    Chapter 1 The Fourth Beast


    P.O.V-Royal Guard


    There''s rumours that the merchants and mercenaries speak of. That kingdoms across the continent can become the only ruler with enough money. They say that with enough money, you can hire anyone. That fact couldn''t be to so close to the truth. From the sneaky thieves from the Thieves Guilds, the stealthy assassins from the Brotherhood guilds, even the powerful mages from the Knowledge Seeker guilds. From the adventurous mercenaries. Even the religious guilds.


    Greed is too great of a need to live in this world.


    But what the rumours describe is that a new group has shown up. There''s not many people, they don''t have a need for money and they only exist for chaos. There has been many assassinations across this county. Many kingdoms fallen. Which only proves part of the rumours, but they part that''s unbelievable is the fact they are beasts. Beast Summoners and Beast Tamers say that each one carries the apex aura. Meaning that each 1 is the apex predator of their species. How 1 beast can bring down a kingdom, laughable. How each of the beasts live together as if they are family, ridiculous.


    Well that''s what I thought anyway, until at least today.


    They weren''t just rumours and in fact I''ve only heard of 3 of them. I''m seeing 4 of them. There''s the rumoured Blood Tiger, Shadow Panther and the War Dragon. The newest one is a 4 Tailed Luna Wolf. They were just standing there, outside of our magic range, appearing to be growling at each other.


    All guards are alerted and the Royals and Noble are evacuating with the civilians on the other side of the city. I do hope that the First Princess makes it out alive, she is our only of rebuilding this city. The mages are the escort team, and us? We are the distraction. All of us know that. We will all die will our hope escapes.


    P.O.V- Blood Tiger


    Look at them, scared out of their wits. Weaklings. Pathetic humans, we know your plans but it won''t help, it''s a slaughter mission to send a message to potential employers and to capture the royal family.


    "Kirra, I''m hungry, hurry up and give the order. I bet ya flame face here agrees." I say with my stomach growling.


    "Although I do agree Kayle, I prefer you use my name you little glutton." Replies the dragon.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    "Then I shall, Larz, devourer of planets."


    The panther snickers at Larz''s self made title. And the oh so noble wolf just glances my way. I wish Aaron was here, he would agree and just start the fun, but no, father says that he can only come out when the employers can afford him. Guess he just sits around training with father.


    P.O.V-Kirra


    I''m sooo bored, all these little shits talk about is eating, killing and more eating and and Swift just is always quiet and only talks when father talks to him. If Aaron was here it would be more entertaining. He actually has interests in human behaviour such as religion or politics and just basic schemes that the humans do to gain power. For us it''s who ever is the strongest is our leader, but Aaron is lazy and prefers someone else to just tell him what needs to be done which suits his position because father won''t let him come out.


    I get a shiver on my ear with fathers voice transferring into my head.


    "You can start my children, remember to stay safe and that the Royals need to be alive. Other than that, no survivors. Have fun."


    I growl as I stood up. The others look at me with Larz''s and Kayle''s beaming smile. I nod to Swift and he dissolves into the shadows.


    "Father gave the all clear, he said that Royals stay alive and no mercy to anyone else. Charge when Swift opens the gates. And don''t try to eat anyone until we have the Royals. Oh and if you can, Aaron wants the shiny things that father has, the gold, silver and copper and what ever that really shiny circle thing is."


    P.O.V- Royal Guard


    "Oh fuck, GET READY, PROTECT THAT FUCKING GATE. DON''T LET THAT FUCKER OPEN!"


    I screamed to my brothers in arms. That black panther disappeared into thin air after that wolf got up. They''re starting. I''m scared, we all are.


    P.O.V- Third Person


    Swift reappeared on top of the wall, swiping his claw at the bow men closest to him, he instantly decapitated the soldier. He whipped his tail to the side, pushing back the armoured soldiers charging him with their shields, crushing them against the concrete wall. He jumped off the wall to the inside of it but before he landed, he went into his shadow form and disappeared but reappearing a moment after back at the top of the wall and with his built up momentum he flew back off the wall and landing into the crowed below. Crushing the pitiful souls that he landed on.( think of the portal game with his shadow teleporting)


    He whipped his tail in a full circle to gain distance within the crowd. Unfortunately for the soldiers that were caught in it were sent flying back with their armour caving in. He found the gate lever and disappeared into the shadows once more.


    "ARROW VOLLY THAT LEVER!" Screamed the Captain of the Royal Guards


    The platoon of bowmen took aim and fired their arrows towards the lever. But it was just too late, Swift had already switched the lever and entered his shadow form once more. The gates slowly opened.

 Annoucement and short chapter

    So I''m dropping this because a have ideas for another story and can''t really get it out of my head. The concept for this story was to be a brutal revenge story all for love, and how far human or beast will go for the person they love. The back story is how we all start the same, pure and untainted by the corruption that society brings. I intended to make a point in this to say that we are all good until an outside source can make us into animals that brawl. So if you''re up for the challenge, continue this book, copy and paste if you want a head start, pm me so I can read along. But here''s a sad excuse for a chapter and in my opinion, lousy.


    Chapter 2 Massacre


    P.O.V- King


    Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The only thing that is going through my head is just fuck. I know we are done for, but I mustn''t show it. I must keep calm and show that we have hope. Hope to escape from this calamity. It''s what these people need to see. At least if I go down, I''ll go down as a noble sacrifice that helped to save people. I just hope that my ancestors will do me a solid and not judge me when we meet.Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


    "Everyone keep moving, go south toward the Kingdom of Ajax. We are allies and they should take you in!" I yell over my people.


    We see a shadow quickly run across the floor.


    "EVERYONE DOWN!" The captain of the Mage Forces shouts.


    I duck for my life, pushing down my wife and daughter, but I was just to late as my son was snatched off the floor by a dragon leaving my hand grabbing nothing but air.


    "MOVE IT, GO GO GO. HURRY UP AND MOVE YOUR CUNTS!"


    I grab my daughter''s and wife''s hand and started my sprint.


    P.O.V-Larz


    Hahahahahahaha. I got 1 little ant. 1 down, 3 to go.


    "Swift, catch." I say after dropping the ant in the midst of the slaughter below.


    " Kayle, move south, there''s more food there HAHAHAHA."


    Before the ant hit the floor, Swift catches him by his collar and disappears to the shadows with the boy.


    Let''s go get more ants


    "The ants go falling four by four hurrah hurrah,


    the ants go falling four by four hurrah hurrah,


    the little one stops to tie his wound,


    they all go falling knowing that they''re doomed"


    Ah my favourite song, reminds me of the good old times


    Thats at all I had sorry fellas, but yeah all yours