Author's Note

So, the next chapter might be a bit longer than I expected.

But here's a thing I came up with while writing!

Story Teaser - A Single Variable

The meeting a Trist and Phantom that created the great duo that would become infamous was a miracle. But what if one thing changed. A single variable, that changed the entire picture. What would have come to be? If they had, a different kind of meeting.

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I looked at the smaller winged beast as it stared at me from above. It just stared, and didn't say anything. But it didn't have to. Its eyes told me everything. 'Why won't this human just go and die already?'

She turned and flew away leaving me in that ditch to die. I screamed and cursed. I thrashed even though it hurt to do so. Eventually two larger winged beasts that were chasing me heard my cries and came for me. They grabbed me harshly and brought me back to their encampment. All the way there, I continued to scream and thrash. Only thinking that she could have saved me. But she didn't.

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9 Years Later

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I stepped out of the treeline and out onto the bottom of a hill. I turned to face the large group of humans that followed me. All unintelligent, all very feral. Just waiting for orders. I adjusted my griffin fur cloak and made sure my broadsword. Silently I walked up the hill. Once at the top I could see over most of the clearing. And I could see her.

On the other side of the clear gathered a large group of griffins. Led by their newest chieftain. I could clearly see her from the hill. I touched the scars on my face, covered in war paint. I touched the fatal scar she gave me upon my neck and growled. Her clan had thrived out in the wild, hunting and gathering. Using humans as dogs.

I survived nine years out here. In those nine years I had gathered wild and domesticated humans. She left me to die in that ditch, but I survived, and I'm here to pay back the favor.

I spun around and faced the horde of humans. Grabbing the hilt of my sword I swung it straight up and yelled for attention. Immediately the humans calmed and watched me, ready for orders. I spun once more and pointed towards the other side. Pointing at her. I let out a blood-curdling scream. The humans screamed in return and charged forward. In my mind, the one order I mentally repeated over and over.

Kill