Yüruk arrived in the early morning. Or, at least he thought it was morning. It's hard to tell in the land of darkness. Wandering southward, feeling the warmth of the equator beat down upon him, Yüruk wandered into a village.
Knocking upon the door of the nearest house, he was startled to see it open on it's own, revealing a large pile of rubble. Confused, Yüruk wandered to the next house. But when he wrapped on it's door, his hand felt pain.
"Ow!" he squealed, looking at the strange door. He gave it a kick and moved on.
To his surprise, he was in a ghost town. Annoyed, he decided to investigate the rubble filled room. Columns were displaced and covered in cobwebs, the roof had a huge hole in it where light beamed through, and as he sat upon the most seat like rock, he noticed a body in the corner.
"Hello..." he said to no one in particular, examining the corpse.
It had been jostled, it's bones moved out of place, as though someone had robbed it's grave earlier. But there, in it's hand, was a single drop of some strange purple liquid.
Yüruk had a slight cold from his walk through the night, and his runny nose dropped a bit of mucus upon the drop. A tiny purple blob of a strange amorphous nature appeared.
"Hello there!" said Yüruk, looking at the new being. Darloff flew in closer to get a look too. Suddenly, where one blob had been, two were.
"Well what have we here" Yüruk spoke again, poking one of the blobs to watch it jiggle. But when he took his eyes off of one blob, the other replicated, and soon a small colony of 20+ cells were on his hand.
"OW!" Yüruk screamed suddenly, as he felt a small prick on his palm. "It bit me!" he said to Darloff, who floated up and down as if to nod in agreement. Yüruk giggled at the his friends fervor, before staring at his palm again. To his surprise, the colony of things was beginning to cover his fingers. "Ow, ow ow" said Yüruk, shaking his hand, the biting resuming. But alas, the strange blobs would not be shaken off.
Now concerned for his health, Yüruk slid his left hand along his right forearm, trying to wipe the strange things off. Instead, the beasts tried to leap on to his other hand, and failing, began to swarm up his arm. They had almost completely covered his hand now, just leaving small patches, and a somewhat large patch on the back of his hand. His thumb was also free. The strange beings seemed to follow veins as they attacked, munching on his nerves.
Not knowing what to do, Yüruk started to shake his arm furiously, backing away from the strange corpse. He half tripped and half backed outside the strange house, eventually walking into the wall of an apparently empty inn. He whacked his arm against the wall, and watched the strange blobs get smashed and fall. But the others replicated at a speed fast enough to replace those he'd killed.
Remembering the strange cursed door, Yüruk started beating his arm against it, and when that didn't managed to kill them all, he stopped, dropped, and rolled. The beasts leapt on to his back and legs, starting to bite and itch his whole body. A thin line of purple was beginning to form over his major veins when a call from inside was heard.
"Relax guys, he's harmless" cried a smiling vampire, giggling at Yüruk's predicament. "Never," she laughed, "in all my years, have I seen someone beaten by a single malignant cell. And so quickly!" she laughed out loud a bit. "Come on in, we'll need to get someone with a comb to kill all of these buggers." She cast a minor spell that dropped the ground, covering a small patch of earth with a thin layer of darkness, extinguishing the escaped colony of cells. "We can't wash them out," she said, "they don't drown. Now come on." She spent most of the day combing out the boys problem. Although she normally didn't care for strangers, this one had a sort of innocence about him that made her laugh.
Yüruk swung his legs as he sat on the stool, letting the pretty lady deal with his problem. He looked in amazement at the strange vampires and demons the were in the house, who hadn't answered when he knocked before. In fact, to his surprise, the town was full of life.
"I gotta ask, kid" she asked, "what are you doing?"
"Me? Oh. I'm traveling to the entropic shores."
"Don't tell me..." said the vampire, " the elvish council exiled you so young."
"The elvish council is dead."
"What?!" she asked, shocked.
"All the elves are. I'm the last one."
"What happened?!" she asked, surprised.
And so Yüruk told his savior of the warring forest. How Miracle and Scorpio had attacked, how Elidnis and Ferox had betrayed the elves, and how the great tree itself had raised him.
"So..." she spoke at last, "you're going to destroy the forest?"
"Well... I'm supposed to, I guess. But I don't want to. So I ran away. I don't think I will," he said, smiling as though that settled the subject.
The vampire shook her head at his naivety, and went back to killing the cells.
When she had finally finished, she beckoned Yüruk to stay the night. He could head for the shores in the morning. She had no idea how such a young kid would survive so long, but it seemed he made it here okay. Besides, it wasn't her place to meddle in the poor boy's affairs. And as Yüruk went to bed, she wondered how he was supposed to kill anyone at all, let alone his homeland. She left him alone for the night.
I will PROBABLY have to edit this, I'm not caught up yet, but I think it follows the timeline smoothly. Plus, the whole malignant cell scene was adorable.
