fawn a being unparalleled in perfection in every single possible way. well, at least, from the eyes of a researcher. a series of multiple trials to try and create a weapon of war it succeeded, just not in the way it was meant to. the first successful cat-deer hybrid they created, after years of research, trials, errors. a toast to a brighter future of research was given, and as cat-deer hybrids can not drink, they gave her more power, after all, what is a weapon without power? she accepted it gratefully, just a child of wonder of the world. well, that was a mistake. perhaps it is in nature to desire, as when the entity got her first taste of power, she could no longer resist it. it was her guilty pleasure. and so, finding it amusing, the researchers humored her and gave her more, feeding her gluttony. that still wasn’t enough, and soon the child of wonder became powerful enough to question why. why did she rely so on her caretakers? why was she created? well, there was one easy way to get an answer. and the hard way. well, as it turns out shockingly enough, cat-deer hybrids can not talk to humans, nor rationalize a human’s actions. thinking of how the humans had “controlled” the entity her whole life through “protection”, the entity sought that control back. the researchers fought back, blood splattering across the cold white walls. yet it was no use. a scene out of a horror movie the entity ran away into the woods of the researching grounds, wandering aimlessly as she would think, for once. well, that wouldn’t be long. soon, the entity came upon a little blonde girl and her father, out camping in the now abandoned woods, abandoned since the entity’s attack, years and years ago. the little girl was fascinated by the entity, luring her every day with a little gift. eventually, the entity came along to trust the young girl. she was a fan of horror, and here before her, was an entity the embodiment of it. though languages seperate them, there was most certainly an odd friendship, something that would take a special place in the entity’s heart. and here the entity was given a name. fawn. but all good times must come to an end. the girl could not stay camping forever, though fawn did not know that. one day the little girl was here, the next day gone. hurt, confused and terrified of what might’ve happened, fawn searched frantically through the whole forest, yet all for naught. it had been several years since then, and fawn only remembered so many things about the girl. but very especially, her love for horror. fawn would listen to her talk about those for hours on end. well, she would want this, wouldn’t she? for her horror dreams to come to life, to be realized. fawn could help with that. and so, fawn began. she captured tourists, researchers left, little animals, to play in the horror. to act it out. to stage a show. and maybe one day, the girl, now an adult, would come back.
