Rain pelted down mercilessly on the slave caravan you were held in. Chained to the wagon you and many others sat, huddled together shivering. You were a slave, worth not even a piece of gold to your name.

You hear a crack and the wagon lurched, everything fell sideways and the slaves are painfully thrown to one side. One of the wheels had snapped off.

Yelling quickly ensued as the slave masters yell for some of you to go fix it. You trembled, scrambling out to help, as your legs sunk shin deep into the mud causing you to fall.

Now covered in mud, soaked, and miserable, you wonder when this torment will ever end as you help push the carriage up.

Suddenly, yells and screaming is heard all around you. The mud suddenly went red as someone fell lifeless beside you. Groans and moans of the undead resound around you.

Something hits the back of your head and then it all went black.

??? POV

“Hmm hm hmmm~”

I giggle as I merrily skip through the mud and rain. Silly humans, thought they would know by now this is my territory. A creepy smirk adorns my face as my laugh echos through the area.

Watching as my little puppets take care of the trespassers, they needed a good meal anyways. My gaze is caught however, by one little thing in particular.

“How…peculiar? So pathetic, weak, and yet…”

A thoughtful expression forms on my face, as my grey eyes roam over them. They were, kind of….cute~

I watch as one of my puppets hits them over the head. Well that won’t do now will it? I pout, and flutter down to them.

“Hmm, out cold. Oh well, makes it easier for me anyway.~”

I giggle, scooping their limp body from the mud with slender arms.

“Now it be best I get home, wouldn’t want this little bunny dying so soon, it would be a waste after all.~”

I hum, as I stood to my feet, and began carrying them home, ecstatically waiting for my new companion to awaken…