Before you read, this is just a starting point for a backstory for my Wolf Lord Sammael and my Rune Priest Telus. Enjoy.
"Noooo!" with a terrified screech did a small teenage boy smash his spear against the pale white flesh of a Fenriain wolf. Just under the beast's gapping body lay the body of the boys brother.
As the beast and boy stood just a few metres apart, time begin to slow down, the cold was unforgiving on the boys lungs with every deep breath it was like Death itself was choking him. The blizzard lashed against the boys skin that was partly covered with his tribes hunting clothes but he still stood firm against the bulging wolf. The wolf began to circle and lowered his head to preperation for a lunge, the boy raised the tip of his spear to counter his attack, he pulled all his weigh on his back heel.
The boy could sense something else nearby but before he could do anything the wolf leaped through the air faster than he anticipated, the boy just managed to higher his spear just has the wolf came down, he lunged forward and pierced the beast's skin. With a raging shout he pushed harder and harder in the beasts flesh until they were face to face. The beast now dead, the boy ran over to his brother laying on the frozen rock cliffs nearby, now half covered in snow from the blizzard, he picked his brothers half dead body, still bleeding from the eye where the wolf managed to maul his face.
Just as they left the cliffside, again the boy could sense something watching him...
"Argghhhh" yelled the boys brother as he was ripped from his shoulder and dragged by the heel from another wolf. But before the boy could turn around, he was pounced on and could feel the flesh being tared from his back as the wolf begun to feed on him.
He could feel the pain getting worse by the second, he was flipped over and the wolf just stood and gazed into his eyes for a moment. It was as if he could sense the wolf's rage pierce his flesh just like the wolf's claws did.
The wolf leaned back, mouth open and dove towards the boys face, just inches away the wolf was knocked 10 feet through the air, the boy only saw a glipse of a hulking behemoth striding ove his half dead body, 3 blows the wolf took from this unknown force, a knee to the face and two ear popping crashes from what looked like a ornated shield.
The boy passed out from his injuries, when he awoke he saw two of the legenedary Sky Warriors infront of him, the hung behemoth that killed the wolf as if it was a insect was holding him aloft from the ground by one hand.
"We should take these two with us priest" bellowed the Behemoth, "I'm sure they're make great Space Wolves"
"We have already got enough recruits for today,Tyr" said the other Warrior.
"I said we are taking these two with us, not only did this one kill a wolf with a punny spear but the other is still living, considering his lost most of the blood in his body" said the Behemoth names Tyr.
Just before the Priest could reply. "If you object against us taking these two, I bet you would object to me telling Lord Harald, that you let out two of his prized wolves. And not only that but the tribesman that killed one, was left to Morkai to take" interjected Tyr.
"Have it your way brother, we shall take these two with us" forcefully said the Priest.
Tyr started to walk, throwing the boy and his brother of the his massive shoulders. They walked so long it seem like a lifetime to the boys. They were layed on a large metal floating machine that took them higher and higher into the skym past the thick blizzard clouds, they came to grand arched shaped doorway that was built into the of a cliff, just before they entered boy looked down off the machine and realised that he was actually Asaheim and he and his brother have been chosen by the sky warriors.
He passes out from exhurstion and they enter the archway.
To Be Continued
Last edited by anubi_gate; 03-04-10 at 09:50 PM.