It was another regular day. In a city, somewhere in the world.
Two friends were walking down the sidewalk, a young man and a woman. Talking animatedly to each other while they passed by old adults going to work and spoiled blonde rich kids, which were quite numerous for some reason.
"I'm telling you Girl. You should definitely give me a Zee Zulu, trust me. It will be cool." The man said, his voice insistent as he walked beside the girl.
"Oh shut up Mark. You and your obsessions." The girl waved him off. Mark's cheering hands immediately dropped to his sides.
Mark murmured under his breath. His lips turned into a pout. "Aww. Killjoy you stupid bird."
The girl perked up, raising her fist to jab at his shoulder. "Hey! Just because I'm named Raven you call me a bird!" she yelled, visibly annoyed.
Mark rubbed the assaulted shoulder. Muttering a few profanities before straightening up.
They were about to cross a road. Each of them looked at both sides.
"Clear here." Mark said.
"Same"
They then walked in tandem, walking over the crosswalk. While they did so, Mark suddenly tensed. His hand shooting out and grabbing the hood of Raven's hoodie to stop her.
Woosh
A moment later, a Kei Truck going a hundred miles per hour, passed by, millimeters away from grazing Raven's nose.
The wind made their clothes flutter, and Raven's eyes were blown wide, her irises almost completely white.
They stayed silent. Just standing there shocked.
Raven slowly opened her mouth to speak.
"Holy shi-"
PRIMO VICTORIA!!!
Splat
An APC blasting music going at highway speeds hit them. Leaving nothing more than a splatter of blood and chunks of flesh.
Raven was relatively in one piece since she went under the frame. As for Mark…
Raven, her head bleeding and right arm bruised and bent with bone sticking out. She weakly turned her head to the side and saw Mark, he was crawling weakly. Her eyes widening in horror as she saw his lower half turned into a flattened pulp and separated.
He must have gone under the wheels…
Raven could hear the faint wail of police sirens getting louder. At least a dozen of them.
But she knows it was too late. She saw Mark reach out to her, his innards spilling out as he crawled, she tried to do the same. Reaching out her somewhat functional arm. With skin peeled off showing blood and muscle from the friction of the asphalt.
Their fingers slowly and weakly locked against each other…
A moment later. Mark sighed, his body falling limp, his eyes still open.
Raven… slowly closed her eyes.
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Raven felt like she was floating in a void. She can't discern where and when she starts and ends.
But one thing she knows is that she still exists. And by God she started hating it as a sudden jolt of pain in her "head" woke her up.
She could see a faint light, she tried opening what she could discern was her eyes. Then the light grew brighter and brighter. Until…
Her vision was severely blurred. But when it slowly cleared, she saw she was laid down on a grassy ground. Next, her hearing came to, she could hear the rustle of leaves and the chirps and squawk of birds…
Then she heard some shuffling right in front of her.
She weakly lifted her head and saw that there was a creature similar, but smaller to her size flailing its leathery wings and legs. And its long neck. accidentally hitting its own head on the ground multiple times. She also saw that there was a small stub of a horn on its head.
Her eyes darted around, seeing a large cracked egg nearby, a trail of slime leading to the lizard/dragon creature.
She tried to move and stand up. But her legs and arms felt weird. When she looked down the part where her hand is supposed to be. Has been replaced by a thick limb with dull claws and tuffs of white fur. And pitch black skin that has a scale like texture.
When she moved, the dragon/lizard thing went into panic and flailed harder. Trying to get away from her.
She too did the same, manipulating her body to move, which was in vain as her mind refused to compute the new changes and made her stumble.
She tried to speak, but only a squeak came out of her mouth, with the other creature caw'ed and squeaked.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?" She yelled internally. Righting herself upwards and attempting to stand on 4 trembling legs.
She then craned her neck slowly to look behind her. Seeing a big tail lazily swinging, the top part covered in white fur and the bottom half with small developing spikes.
"Okay, i have a fucking tail now." She muttered in her mind. Her mental voice held a strain of panic.
She then looked beside her, the dragon creature now standing on its hind legs and wing forearms. Albeit with a little shake.
It then took a clumsy step forward, Raven taking the same clumsy step back.
It then began to caw and squawk at her, raising its wings in an attempt to intimidate. With suddenly being in an unknown place, with a strange body, and a dragon like creature in front of her.
It was working very fucking well.
Her ears then perked up, the insistent screeching and cawing of the dragon creature changing tune… almost like. Speech.
"C'mere bitch! You ain't got the balls! Cause you got a pussy! Put 'em hands up motherfucker!" Was what she heard as the dragon creature stood on its hind legs and raised its winged arms ready to smack her like a human boxer, the small but still very deadly spikes making it more imposing.
"Just stop!" Raven growled, making a small hop forwards, making the dragon jump and fall backwards onto its back
"I have fallen! And I can't get up!" The dragon creature squeaked as it struggled to roll itself over from its back.
"Rawr" Raven growled as she hovered her face above the struggling creature. Once it saw her it immediately gave up. Accepting its face with a resigned sigh.
"Hey, flying lizard. Can ya hear me?" Raven growled, the dragon lifting its head to look at her as if she just said a very offensive Mom Joke.
"Wat?"
"Just get up" Raven let out an annoyed snort as she lowered her head and used her tusk to flip over the small dragon.
"Wait, she spoke?" The dragon chirped as it dusted itself off.
"It's your favorite bird dumbass" Raven growled, quickly snapping her Jaws somewhat playfully to the dragon.
"Hey! Watch those fangs! Wait… Raven??" The dragon chirped as it tilted its head, leaning in closer to Raven.
"Slow as always, dumbass. At least I know it's you… Mark" Raven let out a low growl that can be considered a quiet mutter.
Like, holy. You look… different."
Raven only nodded with a small grunt. Taking a few steps over to a nearby puddle.
She looked at herself, tilting her head and observing the two black horns protruding from her head and the sharp fangs lining her mouth.
Mark then pushed her aside using a wing, "Let me see! Let me see!" He said, eyeing his reflection in the puddle. "Whoa, I'm. Something…"
"I knew something was kinda familiar" Raven said as she looked at her paws.
"What do you mean?" Mark said as he craned his long neck to look at her.
"We're in Monster Hunter."
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"Wat?"