A/N
I'm getting a lil' bit too fancy here... I just learned how to use italics n' stuff...
OK, getting to the point. I really should be working on my other fics; I'm s'posed to be cleaning; and I'm really pissed off at FanFUCKER.net 'cause IT deleted one of my best fics!! ;.; Sadness...
*Ahem* Onto the fic!
Full summary: Kagome was an orphan who ran away from the town called Sierra Hills' orphanage, because the owner did experiments on the children. A pack of wild wolves found her, and took pity. They raised her like one of their own.
Inuyasha is at the opposite end of his parents in the family line of importance: the bottom. His mother is very sick, and always in the hospital. His dad's divorced and always is hitting on some bimbo or another. Inuyasha is forced to live with his older half-brother for another year until he can move out.
What happens when these two meet?
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One of the Wolf
By: Silver Dragon
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Key:
Thoughts
"..." - speaking
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Chapter One
The great black wolf placed his paws firmly on the large slab of rock, and pulled himself up. He was an aged looking fellow, his sleek black fur coat turning white at the ends, and the end of his tail a pure silver from old age. One of his claws was missing and a tooth; probably from battles long past.
The old wolf gazed fondly at his pack, looking at every single member for who they were, taking in everything he could to store away in his memory.
The pack noticed that there was something wrong. Their leader never looked at them for this amount of time before. It seemed as if he was... leaving.
He yipped out a high note, and crooned, balancing himself with all of his paws, silently rocking himself a little bit to his woeful song.
The rest of the pack looked surprised for a moment, before joining in on their own note. A wolf of a snowy white color stood up, and trotted over to the alpha male, who was still holding his note. He stopped, and looked at the female. She was staring at him, a questioning look in her eyes. He nodded, and the snowy wolf let out a small whimper. She walked up to him, and nuzzled his neck affectionately. He snuggled her back, but nipped her when she didn't let go.
She backed up, her eyes filling with tears. He nodded, and then backed up.
The female wolf turned to the pack, and let out a high-pitched howl. The others gazed at their leader sadly, before joining with the wolf, and mourned their leader.
The wind picked up, and ruffled the leader's fur. He lifted his snout into the cool breeze, took a deep breath, and ran.
His pack was stationed in a circle below the giant slab of rock, so he wouldn't hit anyone. He jumped as high as his old limbs would allow, and sailed across his pack, silently landing in the blue-green grass. He glanced over his shoulder to take one last look at his pack.
Shaking his head at some of the puppies' tries to howl, he turned back to face front. He gulped in one last breath, and sprinted with the next gust of wind that came.
He suddenly felt young again. The wind turned silver, and wrapped itself around his body, shaping him into what he wanted to look like. With renewed strength and energy, the black wolf kept up with the silvery wind, and leapt into the sky with it. The wind tangled itself into the great leader's fur, and carried him higher. He opened his crystal eyes, and barked out a happy note.
He was flying.
He was free.
He was dead.
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The white wolf watched her father run with the wind. It was an ancient ritual done with every wolf when they were ready to die. The wind was a very good old friend, and carried us away to our final resting place.
She sighed, then looked through the crowd of wolves to me.
Oh, I'm sorry. Let me introduce myself. My name is Raven. ...At least, that's what all the wolves call me. The leader, about ten years ago, took me in when I escaped from Hell. Ha! And they called it a "place where the unhappy children go to become happy."
Whoever said that, define "happy."
But, that's another story for another day.
She glared at me, and marched down to my crouched form. She glared, her eyes reduced to slits, and brought her ears up aggressively, demanding that I lie down and quiver, like all the others did.
Guess what I did? Stood up taller. I wasn't gonna let Priestess here order me around. She was the, literal, bitch of the pack.
"Lie down, you little wench!" Another reason why I loathed this bitch. Unfortunately, the rest of the pack loved their leader, and only Sapphire (1) knows why he loved the bitch, but anything he loved, they loved. The same went for me. My leader was the best guy on the whole planet. He, even though was tired, played with me, fed me, and even got all the wolves to steal some black leather clothes for me.
Anyway, the rest of the pack glowered at me from behind her back, and she smiled triumphantly. "Lie down."
I had no choice. I brought my "paws" to the ground, and rested my head atop them, completing my "lie down."
"Farther!" The bitch screamed. When I sunk down even farther, she brought her fat-assed paw down on my head, and pushed.
I literally choked on dirt. Even though I was farther than was ever wolfishly possible, the Bitch demanded that I go down even farther.
I snarled, inhaling more dirt, but nevertheless, getting out my point. I had the most vicious snarl, growl, and bite in the entire pack, and that got the "rough and tough" Bitch off me, scared.
I pushed myself out of the dirt, and bared my fangs that had grown over the years at her, shaking dirt from my fur. She looked startled for a moment, but that moment quickly passed. It was replaced by laughter. She was shaking with wheezes that was her form of "laughing." Priestess brought her paw up in the air, still wheezing, and aimed it straight at me.
"Attack."
At that moment, I hated my pack more than I hated Priestess. They all tackled me at once. Some sunk their sharp canines into my "clothing," while others slashed at me with their claws. Others just sat back at a distance, watching with interest.
Yep. Thank you leader. I knew when you left, my life would be a living hell. But, I don't really care. If this is to be my fate, then let it damn well be my fate. I honestly don't care.
Unless Priestess is involved.
She hates me, probably because when I came into the picture I took more time away from her to her dad. Boo hoo. Let's see her be experimented on, and then see how she feels.
I started to cry when someone's fangs penetrated my neck, and that's when I snapped.
My sharpened claws came up to the damn wolf who was trying to kill me, and I scratched at his eyes. He let out a sharp yip, and released me, trying to blink the eyes that weren't there.
Doing this gave me an advantage. I brought my feet up, and placed them underneath his belly. Waiting for him to squirm into the right position, I clamped down on another wolf's muzzle with my mouth who was getting too close for comfort. He yelped, and backed off. Then the wolf who tried to kill me finally got into the perfect position, and I shoved with my feet as hard as I possibly could.
It worked like a charm.
The wolf went sailing into the sky, screeching his head off, and flailing his limbs everywhere. All the wolves stopped what they were doing and watched in sudden shock. Even the bitch stopped.
The wolf looked like he believed that he was flying. He stuck out his tongue, and grinned. He did a back flip, and wagged his tail happily.
He landed with a sickening thud.
I flinched with all the other wolves at the dead corpse. It was missing its eyes, and all of its legs were sprawled in positions that Sapphire had never wanted us to be in. The Bitch ran over to the corpse of the wolf, and faked sobbing. Suddenly, she stopped "crying," and glared at me. So did everyone else.
"You disobey me, you eat our food, and now you KILL?! You've gone too far this time, Raven!"
The wolves started to snarl, except for a select dew who knew the dead wolf well; they were crying.
I backed away slowly on all fours, my pointed ears on the side of my head flattening. The wolves suddenly lunged at me. I sprang away. They continued this until I was at least 100 feet away, then they turned around, and headed back towards the rock.
I followed.
Repeat. They lunged; I sprang. They left; I followed. After about ten minutes of this, Priestess suddenly screamed: "JUST GO THE FUCK AWAY!! NOW!!"
Oh. So that was their plan. They didn't want to kill me, they wanted to make me live longer, live in more pain.
They wanted me to go back to Hell.
I watched Priestess's glare turn into hatred, and the wolves circled protectively around her. It began to rain. I needed to leave to find a place to keep dry.
But I found that I couldn't leave.
All the wolves were glaring at me with hatred in their eyes, especially the ones who loved the dead wolf. Even the ones that were supposedly my friends snarled at me, a warning to back off. Priestess had the worst one. It was icy, and it cut through me like knives.
The rain became worse. It plastered my strange fur to my skull, and ran off my leather like rivers, but I didn't care. I was unwanted.
I was always unwanted.
Ever since I was old enough to understand, I knew that I was different. Just by the looks adults give you, you know? I didn't have thick coats like they did; the leader had to go steal some clothes from the humans for me. Why the humans, I never knew.
Until now.
I looked down at my hands which were soaking wet and getting wrinkly. The wolves' paws never got wrinkly, nor did they have such strange fur as I did. They didn't have to wear human clothes, and they all had mothers that they could go to.
Me? I never had a mother, to the extent of my knowledge. Nor a father. Well, unless the leader counted. But Priestess was not my sister.
I guess I deserved this. I did, after all, kill one of the pack.
Something hot and wet slid down my cheek. I blinked. I was crying. I hadn't ever cried in sadness... Ever.
Not even bothering to look back, I turned around, and slinked into the darkness, water pouring off me in bucket loads.
The rain cries for me...
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(1)- Has anyone read the Silverwing series? They have this God called Nocturna, so I thought that the wolves can have a God, too. ^.^;;
BTW, when "Priestess" was speaking, she was speaking Wolf, NOT English, or Japanese, Wolf! Just to point that out.
Yes, yes, YES, I know it was a horrible cliffhanger, but... O.O This chapter was a HELL of a lot longer then I had planned, so be happy.
Yes, before you even ask, Inuyasha WILL be in the next chapter.
Oh, and before I go, thank you SOOOOOO much Princess Vegena! Many, many thanks on telling me how HTML files work.
Review, please!! ^_^