When All Seems Lost
Chapter One: Shattered Hope
One could say that nothing is ever really lost, those people are fools, when something is gone it's gone, or at least that is what I had been lead to believe ever since I was a child, ever since the day I lost my father, it was devastating to me, he had been my best friend, my companion, my everything, my mother you ask? Well, she was someone I couldn't give a damn about, sadly though she plays a key role in my story and my life...
The time was 3:19 pm, I had just arrived home from a very, very stressful day at school, my school days had always been stressful, I didn't esactly fit in you see, I was born different than the others, I had long ears, almost elven in nature, a long graceful tail that enjoyed snaking its way around my leg, only top that I had horns, not those cute little horns, but large ram-like horns, most of my peers only had one of the three, usually they had the elven ears, I on the other hand, well I was cursed with all three you see, great for me right?
My day had consisted of being teased, having my tail pulled and being called a freak, it didn't bother me all that much anymore, I had grown used to it over the past thirteen years of my life, thankfully, however, I always had a reprieve from it, that reprieve came in the form of my fathers large arm, he was my hero, still is my hero actually. No matter how shitty my day was I knew he would be there waiting for me with open arms, or at least that's what I had thought.
After hopping off the bus I wasted no time running to the door, a huge smile on my face, large enough to show off my underdeveloped fangs. Swinging the door open I tossed my backpack into the closet to my left, kicked off my shoes, tore off my coat and went running into the living room where I knew my father would be waiting for me, or at least that was what I was lead to believe.
Sitting there in the middle of the living room was my mother, her face buried in the nape of my father's neck, this wasn't totally abnormal for them, they were always affectionate towards each other, why I would never know, but I was used to this, what I wasn't used to was the blood, it was everywhere, from the walls the floors and even the ceiling, it looked like a sight of a mass murder.
I froze, my already pale skin lightened that much more. "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED HERE?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, I wasn't normally allowed to swear, but seeing my home in such a state caused me to freak. "What happened to dad?! Fucking tell me!"
I stood there shaking for a solid minute pleading with my mother for an answer, she said nothing, she didn't move, didn't take notice of my presence, nothing, she just kept her face buried in my father's neck. It would take another five minutes before she finally pulled her face away from my father, her face, neck, chest, everything was covered in blood, but that wasn't the worst of it, the worst part was the fact that she was chewing.
I watched her mouth moving, slowly chewing at the piece of my father that was in her maw, my blue eyes widened, I couldn't pull my attention away from her, the shock and udder disbelief that I was feeling was overshadowing the sadness that was ripping at my heart.
My father was gone, killed by my own mother and for what reason? Sure mom was strange in her own right, but so was I, so was dad, so then why would she kill him and consume his body?
"Why?" Was the only thing that I could say, I wanted to scream at her, I wanted to kill her, she had no right to live now, not after what she had done to the one person in my life that actually gave a damn about me.
"Oh, darling." My mother started, her face twisted into a wicked, sickening grin. "I had to kill him, he was standing in my way you see."
"In your way?"
"Why yes my darling, he was standing in the way of us." She dropped my father's lifeless body on the ground and rose to her feet, I hadn't noticed before but she was naked, it was disgusting, I didn't care for the female form, especially not that of my mothers.
I lept back, smashing my back into the wall, nearly tripping over my discarded jacket. "US! You say he's standing in the way of us?! There is no US you fucking psychotic bitch! You're my fucking mother!" I spun on my heels and ran up the stairs leading to my room. I was faster than she was which was helpful in this situation.
Upon reaching the safety of my room, I locked the door, moved my dresser and my bed in front of it, it was hard but I needed to buy myself some time. When I finally felt as if I safe I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed 119, the second the operator picked up I started crying, the gravity of everything hit me in that very instant and I was done for, I wasn't sure if I answered any of the questions I was asked, but within fifteen minutes the cops arrived at my place and took my mother away.
I sat there for awhile, my heart in my throat as I sobbed into my hands, I didn't even care that there was a cop knocking at my door asking if I was okay, how could he ask such a thing, course I wasn't okay, my life had been normal when I woke up this morning and now, now I had lost everything, meaning my father, I couldn't give two shits about my mother.
Eventually, the cops were able to open my door, I looked at them with bloodshot eyes, I wasn't able to speak to them as the larger of the two scooped me into his arms and brought me downstairs, he did his best to keep my face covered so that I wouldn't see my fathers body, but I already knew, I had already seen it.
"It's going to be okay champ, I promise, we'll see to it that you're well taken care of." The offer stated to me as he set me down in the back of his car. "Everything will be just fine."
I knew he meant well, but his words seemed hollow to me but I couldn't be an asshole, I knew he was speaking from his heart. "Yeah, sure, everything will be fine." I didn't even believe my own words but I knew I had to say something to the officer before he closed the door on me.
I sat there, looking at the house, the place where I had lost my father, it didn't even feel like home anymore. I started crying again and didn't stop until we the hospital, the life I knew was over, my world and my heart were shattered, I has no idea what was going to happen next, for the first time in my life I was lost and couldn't turn to my father for help.