Kullervo

Kullervo,
The best shapeshifter,
Brings Hatred to the world.


He kills,
Tries to get through,
But one person holds back.


"A small white dart plunged out of the night sky too peck at Kullervo's fiery eyes,
Screeching with fury. It was Scark.
'What? Protecting your human chick, are you?' crowed Kullervo.
He batted the annoyance away,
Sending Scark crashing into the cliff with a sickening thud.
The bird slid into the nest and fluttered to it's feet,
Wing drooping at it's side.
Undaunted, he attacked the shapeshifter's cloven hoofs,
Screeching with anger.
Kullervo looked down with amusement at the tiny creature scratching at his feet and raised his hoof.
Connie realized what he was about to do.
Thrashing helplessly in his grasp,
She opened her mouth and screamed and screamed, 'No!'
Fixing his eyes on her and smiling,
Kullervo stamped his foot hard on the seagull,
Crushing the life from him.
'No!' Connie's cry tore at her throat
Until she had no voice or breath left.
She kicked and punched,
But couldn't reach him.
With a cruel laugh at her grief,
Kullervo dropped Connie back on the floor of the nest,
And once more assumed the form that towered over her.
A chorus of howls rose from the onlookers.
Connie cradled the broken body of her friend,
Moaning in despair.
Scark was still warm,
But even as she held him she felt his heartbeat fade and his wings sag.
His spirit had flown,
Never to return.
Scark had come to save her.
She was the reason he was dead."


So with that we go to the next book,
Scark was dead,
But Kullervo wasn't.



Waiting to strike next,
But who to,
Someone Connie likes,
Maybe even Colin.