Blake William Vaughan, a boy of tallish stature, and sickly thin. The boy had always known that he was different.
For one, he had far too much intellect for his age, that, and he had always felt a strange connection to the woods, and in particular, foxes. For reasons undenounced to him, the small creatures flocked to him.
He would always remember the day him and his friend Blaire were having a small picnic in the woods, when a mother fox and her two kits wandered up and sat in his lap, munching on bread, as if they were tame house cats.
Many months had passed since the incident, and Blake was intent on living out his life as if he were a normal boy.
Sliding on his backpack, he began the short walk to his classes.
As soon as the boy stepped outside to slip his shoes on, he heard something awfully different for his small dormitory... silence.
Trying not to think much of it, Blake began walking to class.
Everything outside was as silent as the dormitory had been, which was slightly odd, because this was downtown Cipaqqua New York. Though it wasn't the big city, it was still full of hipsters who believed living in the big apple itself was too "mainstream". Whatever.
The boy chuckled quietly at his stupid joke and reached for the door to his first class, but before his fingers could grasp the handle, he was torn backwards.
Paws of a giant creature wrapped around him, dragging him off, and away from the campus.
The creature didn't take him far before pinning him down, and what the boy saw, truly terrified him.
The creature was truly the biggest living thing he had ever encountered in person. It had the body of a large cat, with huge black claws, it had a long, scale covered tail, with huge spikes all along the upper half; Instead of a feline head, the creature had a skull, with bright purple eyes.
It peered into what felt like the very soul of the boy, lowering his heart rate, his breathing... everything suddenly became hazy, and before he knew it, the boy had been rendered unconscious.