CHAPTER ONE
A long, long time ago in a forgotten mythical land known only as The Old Country there lived a young boy by the name of Mariah. When Mariah was aged only three months both his parents died at the hands of Count Nylad, an evil man who terrorized The Old Country in an age of evil spanning from the time the first people inhabited The Old Country. Despite this Mariah was like any other boy his age, young, playful and not a care in the world... except the Initiation Ceremony which would allow him to become a member of his village and is the only way to become a man in The Old Country.
Mariah was age twelve and was a lively lad, if a bit small for his age, compared to the other boys of the village he was tiny but he had something that they didn’t, young Mariah was in possession of an ability not known among men for thousands of years before or after him, it was such a rare ability all memory of it had died out years before. Mariah was the only person in The Old Country to be able to speak to the Mythical animal which is the Caberaria.
The Caberaria was an ancient creature thought to be extinct for hundreds of years, they prowled the Earth with ferocious claws and fangs the size of knives, they had the bite force of hundreds of tons and could rip apart almost any animal in a matter of seconds. This would scare any man into no more than a blubbering mess in the corner, but what made the Caberaria the most feared animal was not its size, its strength or its un-paralleled hunting ability but the fact that it could not only rip you limb from limb, but it was able to get inside your head. It could take away your memories, make your nightmares come true and take away your will to live. This meant that if you weren’t destroyed by the awesome killing power of the beast itself, then you would slowly be driven insane by the constant whispering inside your head, day in and day out you would hear the Caberaria Saying “go on, do it. Give yourself up to me, let me end your suffering and replace it with the peaceful silence of death...”
“Only a week till initiation ey’ bud.” Said Ranto, Mariah best (and only) friend. “Yeah” replied Mariah in a sullen tone “I only wish I had a chance of passing.” “What do you mean?” said Ranto “of course you have a chance of passing, it’s not a hard test!” “What do you mean not hard” said Mariah, almost yelling with his impatience at his friend. Ranto was the biggest and fastest boy in the whole village, but because he had a very poor family he had never been popular with the other boys in the village. “it’s a full on brawl against two armed men and all the other boys in initiation, and to pass you have to score at least a 8.5 with the judges! And in case you haven’t noticed I am not exactly what you would call ‘strong’!” With that the conversation ended and Mariah began the long journey back home.
To get back home he had to cross the plateau, wade the river, trek through the jungle and walk back to the village. Easy, on any other day, but today Mariah just felt a little uneasy on the entire trip, he couldn’t explain it but he felt as if he was being followed...
A long, long time ago in a forgotten mythical land known only as The Old Country there lived a young boy by the name of Mariah. When Mariah was aged only three months both his parents died at the hands of Count Nylad, an evil man who terrorized The Old Country in an age of evil spanning from the time the first people inhabited The Old Country. Despite this Mariah was like any other boy his age, young, playful and not a care in the world... except the Initiation Ceremony which would allow him to become a member of his village and is the only way to become a man in The Old Country.
Mariah was age twelve and was a lively lad, if a bit small for his age, compared to the other boys of the village he was tiny but he had something that they didn’t, young Mariah was in possession of an ability not known among men for thousands of years before or after him, it was such a rare ability all memory of it had died out years before. Mariah was the only person in The Old Country to be able to speak to the Mythical animal which is the Caberaria.
The Caberaria was an ancient creature thought to be extinct for hundreds of years, they prowled the Earth with ferocious claws and fangs the size of knives, they had the bite force of hundreds of tons and could rip apart almost any animal in a matter of seconds. This would scare any man into no more than a blubbering mess in the corner, but what made the Caberaria the most feared animal was not its size, its strength or its un-paralleled hunting ability but the fact that it could not only rip you limb from limb, but it was able to get inside your head. It could take away your memories, make your nightmares come true and take away your will to live. This meant that if you weren’t destroyed by the awesome killing power of the beast itself, then you would slowly be driven insane by the constant whispering inside your head, day in and day out you would hear the Caberaria Saying “go on, do it. Give yourself up to me, let me end your suffering and replace it with the peaceful silence of death...”
“Only a week till initiation ey’ bud.” Said Ranto, Mariah best (and only) friend. “Yeah” replied Mariah in a sullen tone “I only wish I had a chance of passing.” “What do you mean?” said Ranto “of course you have a chance of passing, it’s not a hard test!” “What do you mean not hard” said Mariah, almost yelling with his impatience at his friend. Ranto was the biggest and fastest boy in the whole village, but because he had a very poor family he had never been popular with the other boys in the village. “it’s a full on brawl against two armed men and all the other boys in initiation, and to pass you have to score at least a 8.5 with the judges! And in case you haven’t noticed I am not exactly what you would call ‘strong’!” With that the conversation ended and Mariah began the long journey back home.
To get back home he had to cross the plateau, wade the river, trek through the jungle and walk back to the village. Easy, on any other day, but today Mariah just felt a little uneasy on the entire trip, he couldn’t explain it but he felt as if he was being followed...
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