//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: Full Moon: The Lost One // by Aunty Furby //------------------------------// December 6, 2017 I tried my best to hold myself together as I walked away from the orphanage. I don't know how they can get away with this, but theres no going back now. I continued on the snow and wind whipping around me like knifes just barely missing. Even with the storm I could hear a lady shout in fear ahead, from what seems like an alleyway. My original thoughts were to just past it and pretend I couldn't hear it through the storm. My guilt, and me falling on my ass, decided it for me. When I walked up to the wall and peeked around the corner. I saw a guy with a leather jacket, and some simple heavy pants with a knife standing over a woman in a red-gray jacket and heavy winter black pants. With a cut on her arm handing him money from a purse. After thinking to the best of my abilities I stood out from the wall And yelled "HEY!" my plan was to get him to follow me allowing the women to escape. He rushed at me and pushed past me disappearing up the sidewalk. I turned back to the women "lady are you ok?" She stood up shakily "Yes I am young man thank you," she said in a soft voice well wiping her eyes. "That's good do you think you need any help getting somewhere or are you fine?" It is a bad storm. "I'm fine its only 5 minutes away I can make it, this time," she said Giving her a doubtful look "Ok then... see you another time." I turned to walk away... "Wait!" she yelled I stopped and looked back, maybe she wants the help now "I just wanted to thank you for saving me, what is your name?" she asked looking into my eyes with glowing yellow irises... is that even possible? I responded anyway "Your welcome and my name is... Bader funiculà," I said as I turned around to walk away "I will see you sometime soon," she said before walking the other direction. Sometime soon? What does she mean by that. -------- Sometime later the storm calmed down greatly I saw a huge building that looked like it hosted a huge convention. I continued along, though I felt like someone was watching me from behind. looking back I saw the guy from earlier, he must of trailed me. Don't know why I didn't notice him earlier though. "All you had to do was walk past kid, but I have to kill you now." He started running at me. My attempt at running away was slower than his, because he tackled me soon after. We grappled for a bit, but it was to no use. He pinned me with my arms behind my back. "It wasn't my decision to kill you though, know that." With barely anytime to process what he said I felt a sharp pain in my back, then a couple more. Then he released my arm before kicking me in the head hard. My last thoughts were jumbled, a broken miss. Then they were nothing. -------- I woke up almost gasping back rising of the ground a bit. I open my eyes only to instantly close them because of the painful light. I slowly open my eyes so they can adjust to the light. Once I can see I notice I'm not on sidewalk, or anywhere near a city. I'm in the middle of a snow covered forest. I quickly climb to my feet looking around me. Its spooky almost, seeing all the leafless trees just surrounding me. I hear the sound of stuff clashing together, looking to my right I see nothing. It does, however, bring light to the backpack I have on. Ignoring it I start walking in a random direction, slightly thankful the snow isn't flying around anymore. After awhile I feel myself getting thirsty, looking back at the backpack I take it off setting it on the snow covered ground. When I go to open it, I notice this weird thing at the bottom of my vision, how I didn't notice before I'll never be able to answer. I'm a furry, and what I'm seeing does look very much like a muzzle. Remembering I had a phone in my pocket, I quickly pulled it out. Turning on the camera I switch it to 'Selfie Mode' as that one kid called it. I was a Fox or some similar Canine, that is for certain. My coat was grey, and my underbelly color was an almost white shade of grey. I was wearing a black sweater it was definitely not made for winter. It had one of those zippers with the huge... handle? that had cyan accents. My eyes were different shades of purple mixed together, and my Jean's were like a dirty blue and black mixed together and they felt like someone has worn them before. I scoffed in slight amusement. "I feel so edgy right now, I swear I could cut air at this point." I also took this time to make sure I was actually male. The answer was a complete yes. After that I kinda thought for a bit before taking the backpack off again. Looking it over it was indeed, like most backpacks, black. It also looked empty, except for the water bottle hooked to it, I quickly took it off and looked it over. Nothing special, just a bland metal water bottle. Opening it up I took a sniff, and I didn't smell anything. "Must be water." I took a swig and groaned "Why Dasani water, I hate this stuff!" I grumbled about it a bit before taking a couple more drinks anyway. Looking over at the backpack again I got curious, Unzipping it I looked inside and things got weird. It was pitch black at the bottom. Reaching in I couldn't touch the bottom, though it was warm. I kinda freaked out before my hand bumped something. I snatched it up quickly and pulled it out. It was a notecard, it had five words on it. "Think of what you want..." I read it a couple more times. "What does that mean?" I looked at the backpack once more, putting the note back in. I rolled my eyes "I could use a compass." Then something bumped my hand. I grabbed it and pulled it out. I dropped it in shock, it was a compass. The futuristic looking one that I thought of. I grabbed it again, and pressed the button on the side. I almost jumped when the directions came up in a display. I was currently facing west. After testing it a few more times, each consisting in success. I went for something big. "I want to harness this power directly." Then I felt pain like nothing before. I collapsed, once it was done purple whisps leaking out and off of my hand. I shakily stood up. Looking back at the backpack it wasn't there anymore, the compass and water bottle were sitting in the snow though. My heart stopped for a second before I looked at my hand, "I wan't a backpack,". The one from earlier popped into existence in my hand. I smiled widely with a relieved laugh. 'That was stupid, I'm so happy it worked!' Then I heard the sound of snow being crunched behind me. My head wiped around only to spot a lady with a horn on her head. Both of our eyes widened when they met each others gaze.