When when you wake up in the morning it's dark it's always dark, your mother Smiles at you as you walk down the stairs you plop down in your normal chair at the table a bolw of Dollar Tree oatmeal with strawberries greets you. You don't hesitate in digging in you're used to it by now, food has been scarce the government system and money have all but been abandoned since the world went dark.
The world went dark when you were around 5 too young to understand what that meant, well it meant unless you had a flashlight you couldn't see two feet in front of you.  the world was swallowed by an Inky blackness,  The Sun disappeared but the moon and stars remained they gave off minimal light.

About three years after the darkness settled the murders started happening bodies ripped apart your younger brother was one of the first to go at least in your neighborhood when you turned 11 your father ran into the darkness never to be seen again leaving you and your mother alone along with the 20 some odd survivors left in your neighborhood.
It was always cold almost everybody wore a jacket,  you hummed an irie tune that everyone within the town knew as you slipped on your jacket and Strode outside into the inky Blackness pulling out your flashlights and shining it down the black asphalt Street and gray sidewalks.

You stepped into the slightly litten up Township your mother falling in step behind you you don't talk you don't turn around living in darkness most of your life taught you how to sense people how to predicted movements and such, strange Travelers are arranged around the township along with people selling items just like every month but not quite.
One of the designated tarped areas holds a large shining cage it seems even darker Inside the Cage you walk over peering Inside, you pulled back by a strong Catalyst and just as a thin snout shoots out and shuts around the bars it's white fur glimmers in dim lighting and it's red eyes burn it's sharp teeth giving a horrible scraping sound as it pulls back slithering back to the darkness like a reptile.

" you okay their lass? " the kind old man asks you nod hesitantly your head tilting to the side " she's there that's a beast, one of the ones that kill apparently they trained it to hunt its own kind " he Taps the bars with a long iron stick earning a angry hissing growl. " I got her got her in a town far from here, where they kill back" he sets the stick on top of the cage " cheap as chips she was, apparently they couldn't train her real secretive wouldn't give much information except that it was a girl and they called her 'Malum' something important in the old language apparently".  he Rambles on but you're transfixed with the red eyes peering at you through the darkness the glinting rows of white teeth forming a mocking smile.  ' it means Doom' the wind Whispers to you
"Doom, your name is Doom" you say a statement not a question one of the creatures long-toed Paws curls around the bars as it Bob's its head,  to fluid of movement to really be considered nodding but close enough.

You smile and it feels like the start of a beautiful companionship....

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