Levi Kohl, the mysterious and strange young man that had an urge for adventure, would be up for the thrill of his life when he made a bet that he couldn't go into the mysterious and blocked forest for three days and make it out alive. Levi, venturing into the supposedly dangerous forest, ended up getting lost and fighting for his life as he discovered that the Lacert, the name for the creatures that had been only a myth until now to him, were far more dangerous than he thought.
Levi Kohl, an eighteen year old man, who looked as though he were sixteen, thought he was brave. He had nothing to do at this small town, besides walk and make small take with the other villagers. He wanted to go and explore the world, but it was an unspoken rule that no one ventured into that forest.
He had heard rumours of the terrors that lived within the forest, of giant creatures that once roamed the Earth billions of years ago or of vicious wolf packs that devoured anything they could get their hands on. There were rumours of secret government bases that were hidden deep within that forest, but knew what every single creature in there did with the special cameras concealed to look like stumps on trees. There were many rumours, but the most believable were the ones of the giant creatures, that people had dubbed the Lacert, which in an old and partially forgotten language had called lizards.
There were some nights that you could hear the roars and cries of some strange creature that was deep within the forest, and sometimes, on very rare occasions, you would see the tall and dangerous head of one of the Lacert peeking out above the trees, but Levi had yet to see that.
The town he grew up in was called Edgetown, because of its location on the edge of the field that separated everyone from that forest. The part of the forest that faced the town was blocked by a tall and electric fence that went on for who knows how long, because that forest covered most of the land. He hated how dull it was here, he wanted to go back to wherever his homeland was. Apparently his family came from across the ocean, from a distant country, which all connections had been long since cut off from where he was now. He didnâ€™t know the name of the country, but he did know one word of the language, Ã‰ire, whatever that meant. His parents died of disease when he was young and he was taken in by the village orphanage. Levi had always been a solitary and independent child, and nowadays, he didnâ€™t have any friends. He worked in the coal factory, where everyone in this stupid town worked. There were no other jobs, and the coal had already tainted his lungs.
Levi looked different from all of the other people in this town. The others hand curly blonde or light brown hair, with pale skin and blue or green eyes and round faces. Levi was far different from that description. He had dark mess of almost black brown hair, which framed a sharp and intelligent, youthful looking face. He had almost black eyes and thick bushy black eyebrows. His skin was olive naturally, and he had a long and pointed nose that curved just the slightest bit at the softer bit of his nose, above his nostrils. His nose dipped down into a small curve just before the soft bit of his nose, which was far different from the buttoned and tiny noses that everyone else had. His body shape was different too. He was almost six feet tall and had a lean yet fit frame, while everyone else were short and chubby or short and petite. He stood out from everyone, and he liked it that way. He wanted to be known, yet to be alone. Levi wasnâ€™t a very talkative person.
Levi had a quite curious knack for remembering everything he heard, every musical note and every word that anyone had ever spoken. He also was very fast, he was the fastest child in the school that he went too, never beaten in a race by someone else, not even in long distance. He was good at art, but he didnâ€™t spend too much time drawing. He loved to read. However, he was absolutely horrible at maths and science, whereas everyone else his class were. He never raised his hand and he never spoke out. He never smiled or never laughed at a joke that one of his classmates had told him. Levi was considered weird by all the other children, and he was proud of it. They would be running around and gossiping about Jeremy kissing Annabethalyn, and ask him what he thought, then get annoyed when he ignored them and continued reading his book.
He had never felt as though he had belonged though. He had always longed to see the world around him, to leave this town once and for all, and go to the forest.
His dark eyes narrowed when he saw one of the kids from the younger grades when he had been in school with crossed the field as quick as his short little legs could carry him. It was Markus Barriey, the grocerâ€™s son. His curly blonde hair bounced around his plump face as he ran. Levi straightened his posture as Markus approached the electrical fence. Was he doing some kind of dare?
Levi saw him slow down as he came within an arms length of the fence. He carefully approached it and slowly reached out a hand for it. He stared at the idiotic boy as his hand reached out to touch the fence, and he was sent flying back with a zap of electricity, and crashed onto the ground. He saw some other kids run up the field to go to Markus, some of them looking worried, the others were laughing.
Stupid children, thought Levi. He peered from the window of his flat at the scene, and he saw Markusâ€™s friends carrying him off the field. He was either dead of unconscious, either way, Levi didnâ€™t really care. He was more preoccupied on why the kid would do that.
Instead of worrying himself even further, he turned the page of his book, passing one last quick glance at the fence across the field and the forest, before shutting his blinds.