In the beginning, there was nothing but pain. In the beginning, there was only a lone wolf howling, accompanied by the shrieks of a woman 9 months pregnant. The man had left, gone halfway across the world, determined to meet more humans. Alas, he returned one summer night famished and starving, with only a raw hide covering his bruised body. Their romance had been forced, the baby wasn't made out of love, but by the instinct to survive. Even if incest had to be done, they were willing. Anything to survive the cruel beginnings of a world bound for disaster.
//+this one's a short one because I was inspired to make it exactly 100 words long. ^^