The Griffon

Prima Parte

(POV of Amagan)

In a faraway cave up in the north, past the Northern Domain of Murmana, stood a beast with the blood of the Dragon God of the Sky, Mušḫuššu, the shell and mentality of the Turtle God, Gamera, and with skin and existence that lasted as long as the Old God himself, Amagan the first Tarasque got the message that the greatest Mourn that ever lived is breathing no more...

"Hahhahah, the Manticore is dead, ey? What luck I must have!" the great Amagan happily stated with his deep-toned, mighty voice as he looked to the skies, eyes closed and chest out, pointing to the distance

"Ahh, at last, my lord, the first Tarasque rise to glory shall start once more!" said O'rnu the elven midget with his high yet small voice

"I, Amagan the one and TRUE Tarasque," Amagan said as he growled with his teeth shining at O'rnu whilst he slapped him to the walls "-Must send word to every Coeta-DaPrim member and prepare an invasion of the Mourn lands and burn the monster hunter family' every last proof of existence! Then, together, we will destroy the world, great Lord and God of the seas" Amagan said as he bowed to a stone sculpture of a primordial, monstrous being... the Kraken!

(POV of Charosh Mourn)

Meanwhile, Charosh has entered the waters of Monustrum Bay and has been slicing the waves as he heads to Nevar city to see an old friend...

As the shining tower of Gormu inside the city gleams the sun's beams at Charosh's face fueling his ever-growing lust for the unneeded measures of extremes, he stopped now and then to enjoy his morning meal with 5 long spine fishes, the Makrycanthas, which are the Mourn family's favourite fish to eat

Along the way to Nevar, Charosh flew over a small town and spotted three girls in various brown coloured dresses, he immediately thought of his brother when Alan risked his life to save a red-hooded girl... so, Charosh headed flew down to kill them. With one swipe to the feet, the shortest girl had her legs taken from her and she bled as fast as a chetah can move. The two other girls yelled for their town's hunters but only one heard and with haste, he ran towards the scene.

With Charosh being high in the sky, looking down upon the girls, the tallest girl said "Oh no, it's the Blood Eagle, sis! I don't think we're long for this world anymore"

"But won't it be good?" said the younger sister, "We get to see daddy!" and with one smile, the little girl spread her arms as she stepped forwards to be killed by Charosh... no hesitation at all, Charosh dived quickly, in a drill position, heading directly for the girl, and he would've easily killed both the girls with his tremendous ferocity and speed!... if it weren't for the fact that the hunter shot an arrow directly at Charosh's left wing and him only getting but severely injuring the little girl at her right forearm with two gruesome and bloody marks left on her. She bled vast amounts of thick and dark blood, she understandably cried and scream in pain, waiting for the hunter or her sister to rush to her and tend to her wound

Meanwhile, Charosh growled and punched the ground repeatedly as he got redder and redder from the anger he never knew he could muster! He tried to stand but his wing could not let him as it only weighed him down even more, "Filthy, annoying, prying human!" Charosh roared to the hunter "Could you not see that I needed to-"

"Kill these girls?!" the hunter asked "I, Korlan Digensis III, fourth-generation hunter and protector of the town of Lakos, will never let a monster like you, the Blood Eagle, spill any more innocent blood!" he stated with the deepest voice he could muster using his unfortunate high-toned voice

Charosh got shocked and immediately rush to say "You don't have the rights!"

"And you do? To kill the innocent?!" Korlan asked and Charosh only opened his mouth in shame as he remembers the time when he was proclaimed as the Griffon, the symbol of hope, goodness and joy... "You don't deserve to live, monsta!" then the hunter pulled out his knife and began walking towards Charosh carefully and slowly to avoid being caught by his long arms. Their stare down lasted for a good amount of daylight until other hunters finally came and started readying their bows

"Son! Get outta there!" Korlan Digensis II said in his overly deep voice "We'll pump this monster's chassis up full of stone and poison" 

And with that note in mind, Charosh flapped his right wing and blew the wind hard on the hunters' way long enough to stand up and slowly run away

"It's getting away!" one hunter yelled as he coughed loudly as dust came out of his mouth

Before the hunter could start running to Charosh, Korlan Digensis II ordered them to get the other hunters and old enough-to-learn boys to come with him and join the hunting party and soon-to-be celebration for the end of the Blood Eagle's era!

The little girl who bled profusely started gaining her consciousness back and frowned at the back with her sister, "Why would they kill such a majestic beast?" she asked

"Well, Catelin, you're still young and don't understand the danger of these monsters living, they need to be eradicated before they could destroy our way of life" the sister explained to her beloved 8 year old sister

"I still think there's hope in them becoming... good" Catelin said with hope in her big round eyes and perfectly shining smile

Alas, the Griffon died before she could meet him and Catelin only got to meet the bloodthirsty, chaotic Blood Eagle who is even now, literally and mentally, strayed too far from his path, heading towards a monster-hunting village of Mortibin...