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[Fiction Friday]: Nothing Left But Revenge

“He was the cutest little boy. Makes it that much sadder, doesn’t it?” The Grand Matriarch patted my shoulder as she stopped to pay her respects. I nodded. Yes, he had been the cutest little boy. Until the Humans had gotten their hands on him. Now he was so much dead meat, body scarred by the brutal battles he’d been forced to wage on their behalf.

I looked towards the back of the clearing at the small contingent of Humans gathered under the old tree. They were from the government, ostensibly to express their condolences and regrets at such a horrible miscarriage of justice.  I growled low in my throat. At the pressure of the Matriarch’s claws on my shoulder, I bit back the howl that was threatening to break through.

The Humans took a cautious step back as the rumble of my voice reached them. A few even were so bold as to lay their hands on barely concealed energy weapons. My lip raised in disgust. A true warrior fought with tooth and claw to understand what was being fought for. Or lost. Humans separated themselves from the visceral reality of war and life. I despised them for that.

And yet, I wished I was able to put a wall between myself and my pain. I tilted my head and looked to the forsaken stars for guidance but received only their cold comfort.

“Some day, child, some day the Humans will regret they allowed such an atrocity to occur. That they think they own us.” With a final squeeze, the Grand Matriarch released me. I lowered my head to look into her eyes and saw that she, too, wept for my destroyed son. “But not today, Artuk. Today we grieve for that which is lost to us and celebrate that which we still have.”

But what did I have? I was no longer a proud warrior having become what I despised most: a burden to my pack.  My mate had been killed in the War and our only surviving child dead at the hands of our oppressors. There was nothing left to me. Nothing left but hate.

And revenge.

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  1. May 2, 2009 at 8:33 pm

    Ooooo! Very nifty! Forgive me if I’m wrong, but it seems a sci-fi twist to the weekly challenge. Don’t see a lot of sci-fi stories and I like the variety. Good job!

    That’s my two pence…
    Arial 😉

    • May 2, 2009 at 10:27 pm

      Hi Arial! Thank you for taking the time to read my short story. And yes, it is a sci-fi twist on the challenge. I figure I might as well play to my strength and write something in a genre I am familiar with. Although, to tell the truth, I’m more comfie with fantasy than sci-fi but the short turned out well (if I do say so myself!).

  2. almckillop
    May 3, 2009 at 8:38 am

    Hi April. Cracking little story, and although it is sci-fi’ish, you wonder how many species out there actually think that about humans at the moment! Scary! 😉

    Nice one.

  3. May 3, 2009 at 7:42 pm

    I enjoy writing sci-fi stories as well as other genres. This was very short compared to other postings, but I enjoyed it.

    • May 4, 2009 at 3:19 am

      Thank you for the kind words! I tried to stay within the 5 minute time restriction which is why it’s probably a bit shorter. I’m thinking of fudging next time and going a bit longer!

  4. May 5, 2009 at 10:14 am

    Apart from the mention of energy weapons, this could just as easily be a fantasy story. At first I was thinking werewolves, and then like Al began to wonder if this was how animals viewed people – it could easily be interpreted as an animal species that views it’s co-existence with humans as being “at war” so to speak. It works on a few levels, which is really goo.

    Just a quick note about the time limit, it’s a five minute minimum, not maximum, so you can go longer in future when you take part!

    • May 5, 2009 at 2:54 pm

      Thanks, Paul! I actually enjoy writing that makes you go “huh?” and then makes you think. So I must have done my job. And thanks for the clarification on the time limit! I must have read that wrong.

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