~Prologue~
It was a cold snowy day in Arkabane death camp. My eyes fluttered open as the screams of the dying could be heard in the background. Sadly I was born differently. I was born a dybbuk meaning I had to feed off the energy of people to gain strength. Sadly the collar that damnd nazis put around my neck prevented me from feeding making me too weak to fight back. Suddenly a man walked into my room and yanked me up by my head. "Steh auf, Hure!" He screamed at me. I sat up suddenly whimpering. "Y-Yes sir!" I yelped in broken English. "Gut." He darkly. I slowly got off the dirty cot that was my bed and followed the man through the camp. Sadly I wore nothing but the collar meaning I was naked. As I walked I noticed he was taking me outside the camp. "Geh weiter, Dibbuk-Hure!" He screamed. I stumbled slightly nearly tripping over my own feet. The man then fired his gun into the air scaring me senseless. "Bleib in Bewegung!" He screamed. I kept walking deeper and deeper into the woods soon I was deep in the forests with no direction of getting out. Soon I was shoved down to my knees as the man pulled on my long unkempt blond hair. "Hier stirbst du, Hure!" He said in a cold voice. Soon he fired two bullets into each of my legs causing me to cry out in pain then he shot me in my arms. He then turned away from me and muttered as he walked away. "Ich hoffe, du erfrierst, kleine Dybbuk-Hure." Those were the last words I heard before I blanked. Then I heard an ear-splitting scream from within the woods that brought me back to my senses and the man froze. "Scheiße, es ist ein Wendigo Lauf!" He yelled. He had barely any time to react when a white blur lunged at him tackling him to the ground. "Hōkkō Immi savara nú dìrì nazi." A deep honey-like voice spoke. Then I heard him scream and the strong scent of blood filled my nose along with the ripping of flesh and a choaked gargling sound. After that, I blacked out.
Adriel's Pov
I was out in the woods searching for deer to hunt when I heard four gunshots in the distance. At first, I thought it was a hunter until I smelled the blood of a human in the distance. My predatory instinct kicked in and I let out a feral scream and darted in the direction of where the blood was coming from. There about five miles away I saw a German soldier running in the other direction. I let out a feral scream and lunged at him tackling him to the ground and knocking the gun out of his hand. The man flailed for a bit causing me to growl even louder. I then pinned the man down by his throat and spoke in a deep voice. "Hōkkō Immi savara nú dìrì nazi," I told the man in my tongue. Then I went for his throat tearing it open and causing his blood to pour out all over the cold white snow. Steam rose in the air as the man choked and bled out on the ground. I lowered my hand to his belly and sliced him open and began to gut him. I then ripped out his liver heart lungs and any other edible organ I could get my hands on. I then stripped his corpse of his clothing and tore it to shreds making sure no one would find any traces of him. I then severed his body into small chunks so I could carry him in my hunting satchel. As I was leaving I saw something laying in the snow mere feet away from where I slaughtered my kill. I knelt only to see it was a human who was in a sorry state. I didn't hesitate to scoop up the freezing man and wrap him in my cloak. Soon I began my walk back to my tribe who were waiting for a decent meal. As I arrived home I tossed the satchel of human flesh down in front of the cook and he smiled at me and took it from me. I smiled and hummed. It's human, we're eating good tonight." I told my close college. "Oh, interesting, I begin prep now." He hummed. I soon rushed the poor man to the medical wing of the cave. "Brother treat this guy asap!" I yelled as I gingerly lay the nearly dead man on his medical cot. My brother turned and rushed over to the man and got to flushing his wounds out with saline and warm water he then removed the bullets and covered his wounds up. "He'll be lucky if he lives Adriel be prepared if he dies." He muttered. Soon I saw a collar with carvings on it. These were sealing runes meaning he wasn't human. "Remove this collar for me," I told my brother. He nodded and used a sharp blade to break the collar's lock allowing it to clatter to the floor with a loud clunk. The man was now free from his collar and now all we had to do is for him to wake up.
End of Pov
I felt like I was floating in a dark void nothing around me except my energy. Soon I felt like I was falling and I hit the ground hard. I gaped weakly as I opened my eyes. I was covered in some kind of warm thick material and it felt like my body was covered in heated water bottles. I glanced around the room to see it was a cave of some sort. Jars lined the walls and the room smelled heavily of hickory smoke and pine needles. I then noticed all these skulled creatures staring back at me but one stood out from the rest of them. All I could say was he stunningly beautiful. He soon walked over to me and sat next to me a soft look in those violet eyes. He then leaned down and kissed me. "Sleep sweet little Dybbuk you need more rest." He spoke surprisingly good English. Like that, I let my eyes close as I fell into a blissful and dreamless sleep.
