Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 8 by Bigdadyt3482 Bigdadyt3482

Do you accept?

Of course

(Miglet Pov)

As you stare at the floor waiting for this being to answer you you can't help but think back to the last month, It had started with a vision of despair as four hideous gray beings stormed your clan and killed all the men on sight and any woman who struggled joined the men in the afterlife you saw as these creatures would grab a woman and pin them down before a gray aura appeared around wherever the skin connect, you watched horrified as the woman under this treatment seemed to liquefy and then be moved to where the old depression for the bonfire used to be, you were **** to watch you own daughters go through this process, you saw as they finished off the last living being the hole full of liquid bubbled and twitch until it concaved into it self making a small cave, you saw them take the died (you own body included) and dump them into there fleshy cave. the cave seems to slowly fill with a clear liquid that dissolves the body's turning the liquid into more of what made the cave, your vision starts to dim as you see a gray hand punch through film over top of that liquid , before going completely dark you notice the the hand seem a lot bigger then the Grey creatures.

With a shuddering gasp you bolt upright looking frantically around for those abomination, as your eyes adjust to the gloom of the hut you start to calm down, thinking over what you saw you know it was not a dream, it was a vision. Your visions are rarely that horrific as your Sight was linked to your hope and while you had some violent dreams when hoping for the **** of someone you could not see any hope for you, your family or your tribe. Settling down you reviewed your memory and started to notice details (like Jaqin son of Jatan was not in the events meaning it would on a Friday, since Jaqin always snuck away that day to visit littlest Tinna, Magra's fourth broods runt, you thought that they made a cute couple even if Magra would rather him going after Tickan the biggest of her fourth brood).

You shake your head trying to refocus back on greater details, the totem had Pumsin at the top which meant it would be at the end of the month with him finishing all his projects, seeing as the last Friday of this month has passed you think you could go back to sleep even if you do not think it will be restful.

The morning after the dream you request a meeting with the Elders and inform them of your vision, when you finish telling them there is quiet for a moment then they start laughing, this confuses you greatly until one shows you "mercy" and tells you they think you have fallen into what they call your Outing, this term is described as when one of your ancestors was reaching the end of there life they would start talking of chaotic and sometime contradictory thing, the Elders did not believe that a mere four warriors of similar build to there own people would be able to kill all there warriors.(You know they are being arrogant but you had no power over them and no leverage to take you seriously, and the whole tribe had seen your mothers outing even if you kept the last prediction she made "The man of flesh who covers himself in the woman of metal are one,tow,one,two and they will bring there children from the numbers they take")

Knowing that the Elders would only get mad if you tried to push this you left back toward you children's hut and once there sat in the center and active you sight, as you fall into the visions you try to find a way to keep your family alive, at 20 different visions you start to realize something, at 30 its almost certain, at 42 you can not deny it, the hope of the first vision is the **** of hope.

After days of trying to find a path to hope that would lead to a better future none came, as the date drew closer you became more withdrawn and dissent on the 20th of this month you know when the attack would happen, on the 23rd you find the best path (its not a good path its just the one with the lest hurt for anyone)

On the 25th just two days before the attack you decide may as well Hope for happy memories but before you do you instinctively looked for a better future and to your great surprise you got one there was a new variable that threw everything off, instead of four Gray's she only saw three, instead of simply **** around every corner now she saw an options the last thing she saw in the visions shocked her, Her three barren daughters plump with baby's and love in there eyes

After that you all but threw yourself into getting ready for that future

As you finish reminiscing you hear a multitude of voices echoed from all around you but two stood out, one was a voice that seemed to come from the woman in front of you, the others is a low whisper that you could not understand

"I accept your plea-

-my name is-

More fun
Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)