Author's note- this is my first fan fic so please r&r. be critical. It helps me become a better writer. This story is written in first person by the view of kira
Disclaimer I own none of the charters in blood and chocolate (obviously) although I do own kira. I might add charters as I go along but ill tell u if I do.
I woke up one night in my backyard forest. I lived in a small town and there weren't many people around. I had gone off wandering in the woods, as I often do. Sometimes, I even hear the wild wolves howling. Although they sounded much larger. But they couldn't be. That's what I believed, until now.
I woke up in the forest; I must have fallen somewhere and hit my head. I looked up and the sun glistened on the dew of the forest. I had never seen the forest in this time of day and I was wound in its beauty for a short time. It wasn't a second though, when I saw I had a gashing wound in my shoulder, I shrieked and studied it, it was about 2 inches long and probably ½ inch deep. My body was covered in blood, my black hair and tanned body was all crisped with dry blood.
I walked, well you couldn't exactly call it walking, I limped, and crawled to a nearby stream. I imminently drank from the stream, it felt as if I had laid drinking there for and eternity, and then the pain of my shoulder brought me back. I flushed it with the cold mountain water and then drank some more. I regained energy. I stood up and looked around me. I didn't recognize the area at all. So I followed a worn out trail. It eventually lead me to what appeared to be a inn. It was fairly tall and it looked as if it had a lot of rooms. Well it had to if it was an inn.
I approached the door and I immediately felt a sense of well, I couldn't relly explain it. I just felt sorta like, over joyed..ish.
A man approached me, no he didn't approach me, he towered over me like a huge fern tree or redwood or something. He had a strong build and brown hair, "hello, welcome to the crescent inn. how may I help you?" his nose twitched, sorta like a bunnies, and then I felt a whole different presence in him, as if he was calmer.
"umm.. my name is kira, I got lost in the woods last night, I think I need a medic or a band-aid or something." I said looking at my wound. It didn't hurt much, but I didn't want to get it infected.
"yes, ok. Come with me you can see Persia, she can help you with that."
He led me into a small room, it looked sort of like a sick room in those elementary schools. In there there sat a old woman, she reminded me of a Indian doctor. I told her how I got lost in the woods and she seemed surprised to hear that I was walking.
"its ok young pup. We are the same, you don't need to hide it from us." She said.
"young pup? Hide what? What it the world are you talking about?" I asked, clearly confused.
"what? Oh my…" she exaimined my wounds and took a sample of my blood. She told me to wait there after she wrapped my shoulder.
I heard whispers outside of my door. Then another man, just as large as the first, came in.
"hello, my name is gabrel, I need to know exactly what you did last night and if you saw anything before you woke up." He said to me, seriousness in his voice.
"what? Why? I want some explanations first."
"fine, you deserve to know. You've been turned into a werewolf, I don't know how, but you have."