Raven: A Silent Hero

Prologue Part I (Dajshin, pronounced Dah-shin)
In a deep thatch of forest, in a wood not known to man, a fairy named Erinn squated, waiting for an animal to come along. Ifyou are thinking of the fairies with sparkly wings with pink tutus that grant peoples wishes, you would be wrong. This was a dark fairy, actually a dark fairy servant. He had black hair sprawling all over his forehead, with bright green eyes, like emeralds, and a tall,slim figure. He wore the same look of clothes every day, cut off ragged capris with a dirty white shirt pretty much the same. He was nothing specail, or so he thought, as far as the kingdom of Dajshin went. Just a servent the Dark Lord loathed.
He crouched impatient for something to come along. "Come on, come on..." he said mainly to himself. He was hunting on limited time, for it was a little over one hour before the Hatching.
The Hatching was the ceremony of the century. The Dark Lord had done a very elaborate chanting, requesting a so-called savior for Dajshin. Erinn had missed that. Then a meteor crashed, and by star calculations, they had a ceremony for that, too. Erinn had also missed that. From that meteor came an egg. Tonight was the hatching for it.And whether he wanted to go to it or not, he had or it was decapitation for him.
Each Servent was required to bring something to the feast, as a token of great respect for the savior. The Dark Lord had told them three days before, so Every servent was very busy. The cooks, on the other hand, were perfectly content with the situation.
Erinn, being the slacker he is, was cutting it very close, hunting at such a time. This would explain his impatience.
"Where the heck are you, you stupid animals?!I need you!"
Erinn spat annoyed. Then, as if answering his call, a doe emerged from the threshold, oblivious to her surroundings.
"About time," Erinn whispered. He had barely touched his arrow when the wolf howled.
The wolf, Lunther, was the Dark Lord's favorite thing besides the egg. It was an unfortunate creature who did everything the master told it to, even kill.
Erinn remembered the multiple remindings; "Lunther will Howl exactly one hour before the Hatching, and every 10 minutes until the last ten before the hatching. Be ready or else!" The dark lord threatened.
The Doe was suddenly aware of her surroundings before Erinn could match bow with arrow.
"Damn Lunther," he muttered under his breath, "Someday I will personally kick that spoiled mutt."
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"How do I look? Ready to greet the Greatest thing that's happened to Dajshin?" the Dark Lord asked conceitedly. He was a very vain man with an ego the size of mars.
"You look Majestic, Darkest Diamond." The Queen insisted. She was always trying her best to please him.
"I was talking to the servent, you selfish worm! Now shut up so I can concentrate!" He snapped. Of course the queen was used to being treated in such a fashion, so she didn't care. Right now had to be the worst of it, with the hatching and the savior and all that unneccassary stress he had over the ordeal. Silly if you ask me, the queen thought, such energy on hopes.
Time passed, 10 minutes by 10 minutes, and every one was in a hurry. The roof was opened, the food was getting ready to be served, seats were set up, and so many other hexes and spells were flying everywhere.
Finally, the last 10 minutes came, and A servent came bustling through the door.
"Him again," the Dark Lord Grumbled as he stalked over.
"You," the Dark Lord stormed over to Erinn. "You were almost late," He said darkly. "With all the ceremonies you missed, I would have been here at the first howl. Now take your seat, before I change my mind about letting you live." He growled at Erinn.
"Yes sir,"Erinn mumbled and ran to his seat.Once he had his seat, he whispered tohimself, "I really do hate him."
Erinn suddenly thoughtabout were he was and what was going to happen. The Dark Lord hadraved so much about it, he got wary of the subject. He couldn't believe was actually happening.