The Birth of Gwaedavos, The Shadow at Her Heel
During Fye's early years, she was relently hunted and persecuted, as a dangerous demon tht needed to be exterminated. During on of those hunt, she was captured by a group of demon hunters. SHe was stable at the time, and did her best to remain it while being tortured and violated by them.
OTravelling to the town who was gonna judge her, the group stopped for the night in a burned down ( by them) druid's house. The hunters locked Fye in the dark, humid basement, empty except for some unknown substances and bones.
Hearing the hunters laughing upstair, and talking about the new and horrible things they were gonna do to her before they arrive, Fye started to lose stability. She was starving, and filled with anger, pain, sadness.
A big wolf like skull, carved with celtic runes and covered in a black goo like substance, started to shake, the runes lightly glowing. The goo, all around the room, comming from the soil, regrouped to forme a tall, demon, moving figure. Loosing her mind, terrified, Fye began to pass out. At the point where she would have snapped, the warm embrace of love enveloped her, and she felt all the negative emotions that were choking her lessen. She cried black ink tear, that fell on the goo figure with the wolf skull head. It was hugging her, holding her, warming and feeding her.
After a long time, that Fye felt like only a few seconds, the monster, broke the embrace and put her down gently, lovingly. A husky, penetrating voice torned the silence of the night
"I'll be back. Wait."
It disapeared, Fye was alone again, but calm and at peace.
Laugh. Insults. Screams. Pleadings of mercy. Broken twigs. Splashes of liquid. Gargles.
Silence.
The big goo monster came back down, opening the door of the basement, and lead Fye to freedom. The dim light of the moon revealed the new colors of the demon, now black and blood red.
The group of demon hunters was never heard from again
