Genocide

Intro (Pilot)

Pain.

All that you feel is pain.

It's the only thing you've felt for the past seven years.

Maybe it was wrong to think there was hope, to think you could escape the horrors of the surface. You'd never think that your own family would disown you, for even the most simple thing. You had believed that monsters and humans alike should be together, to be friends like what they used to be. With the way things are now, it seemed impossible. Most adults nowadays hated monsters, but there are the few that still handle them. Sadly...that elite group didn't include your parents. They threw you out into the streets at the age of 8 because of what you believed, not even caring that you were still a young child. It wasn't easy to survive on the streets, having to ravage through trash cans for food, dumpsters for clothing. No one wanted to take you in, not even the widows and widowers, the people without spouses who desperately needed someone to love. As you grew older, reality hit like a truck. Life isn't always sunshine and rainbows, but rather a long time of despair and sorrow. Seven years have past now, you've learned how to make your way around the city. You are now 14, and love to adventure nature and the outside world, including the mountains. One of those mountains was Mt. Ebbot, known for having children fall down into the pit below. There have only been six reported cases of children falling down but, that has been what made it known. Despite knowing this, you adventured up the mountain and to the edge of the hole. You look down into the hole, just seeing pitch black. Maybe if you could get a closer look, you might be able to see something. You inch closer on the edge, a loud crumble fills the air. It startled you, but filled you with determination. You inched even further, your last mistake. The ground beneath you fell from under you, launching you down into the pitch black pit below. You hit the ground with a thunk, and all consciousness ceased.

Silence.