My Child

I Will Always Love You (the O S T Fallen Down goes great with this chapter)
Hera, a pure white arctic wolf wearing a purple dress who lived underground, wandered down the halls. She suddenly saw something she desperately wanted to see, yet with a twist she hated. A very young surface pup was limping from a big fall, and it was being beaten by a plantlike creature. Hera's fire magic swelled in her paw. Fwoom! A blazing fireball swished through the air, smacking the beast. It shrieked, ducking into the ground. "My child, are you alright? Here, you are hurt. Let me heal you, and then we can go to my home and eat some pie. Do like butterscotch or cinnamon? Or maybe both? Maybe even snails?"

I Will Raise You As Though You Are My Own (the O S T Home (music box) goes great with this chapter)
Hera raised the young pup. As the years went by, the two grew more and more attached. Hera named the pup Fri. Fri loved Hera, but had a dangerous secret. That secret's name was Chianti. Chianti had used to be an adopted child of Hera, but had died long ago, along with their brother Asreli. But, soon, Fri wanted to return to their true home. They said they missed their parents, but little did they know, Fri's parents had died. When Fri reached age 11, they wanted to go home desperately.

I Will Keep You Here And Safe... (the O S T Heartache goes great with this chapter)
Hera walked to the end of her home, prepared to destroy the exit. She heard light footsteps as 12-year-old Fri followed her. When she reached the exit, she whirled around. "I understand if you want to go home," began Hera,"but please, go upstairs now." Fri stepped closer. "Fri, please," whispered Hera, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. "Go upstairs." Fri stepped closer. "I know you want to go home, but..." Fri stepped closer still. "Alright, Fri," continued Hera, tears beginning to fall. "There is only one way I will let you out. Prove to me... Prove to me you are capable of survival." Hera's fire swirled now, attacking Fri to make them turn back. She accidentally slapped Fri in the face trying to send a wave of fire, stopping her turn immediately. Fri's eyes burned in anger. "Mother, let me go!" they cried. Hera began to cry, taking a deep breath. "No, my child. All my children receive the same fate. They come. They leave. They die. Apollo will kill you, my child," sobbed Hera. Fri's tan pelt rippled as they trembled. Spare. Hera's turn began with an attack, fire that chased Fri to the end of the hall. Fri ran straight back up. "Mother, let. Me. Go!" "My child, you do not understand!" cried Hera. Fri's turn. Spare. Hera sent another wave of fire, paw shaky. Fri easily dodged. "Mother, this is your last warning! If you don't let me go, I'll stop trying to let you live!" "M-my ch-ch-child, you d-do not understand. A-Apollo will k-kill you," wept Hera. Spare. Hera swept a very out-of-focus wave of fire. Fri barely had to move. Spare. Hera wept, sending a fireball. It swerved out of the way.

...Even If You Don't Want Me To! (The O S T Don't Give Up goes great with this chapter)
SSSSSSLLLLLIIIIICCCCCEEEEE!!!

Hera's eyes filled with tears of shock and pain. "You really hate me that much? Now I know who I was protecting by keeping you here... Not you, but THEM!" Hera laughed manically for a short while. "You have proven just how strong you can be, Fri. I l-love you... Listen. The day I found you, you were no more than seven. I loved you with all my heart the day I saw you. I made a vow to myself... I would love you always, I would raise you as if you were my own child, and I would keep you here and safe, even if you didn't want me to. Now I see where that got me! Ehehehe!" Fri's eyes streamed with tears. They couldn't believe they had let this happen, that they had struck their beloved adopted mother down so brutally! "Listen, my ch-child... When you walk through this door, keep walking. Keep walking as fast and as far as you can. Eventually you will reach an exit. Apollo... Don't let Apollo take your life. Be good, won't you?" Hera's voice was incredibly shaky, yet she managed to speak clearly. "M y     c  h  i  l  d  .  .  ." And with that, Hera slumped over, dead. Fri was now a murderer. Tears streamed down their face, creating a small puddle on the ground and splashing in it. "Mother..." sobbed Fri. "I'm so, so sorry!" They lay there, weeping for hours. Eventually they fell asleep, never to wake up. That fatal move they had made, it was their fault. Their fault and Chianti's fault... Not Hera's fault like she said. But Hera was dead, and Fri's heart had broken for good.

The End