I do not own any of the characters in this introduction.
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--The Continuation--
The boy knocked over a garbage can on his way down the ally. It was dark and he was cold. Not only was his stomach empty, but so was his mind. His heart was broken and he couldn't understand why. He had no memories of family or friends, just a dark, cloudy space. Nothing seemed right, and everything swam in front of his eyes. He had nothing but a bloody, yellow sweatshirt to protect him from the cold. It was wrapped tightly around his shoulders, but nothing seemed to warm the chill in his bones. He had no idea where he was, so he fell to the ground just outside the ally way, curled up, and went to sleep.
The second boy was shivering in a gutter, arms wrapped tightly around the thin shirt he wore. A cat mewed somewhere in the darkness and he leapt up, startled. He felt alone, scared and confused. He stared at the sidewalk for a few seconds, only looking up to fall back down into the gutter again under the gaze of a white-haired man. Feeling like everything had gone totally wrong all of a sudden; he put his head between his knees and drifted off into a restless sleep.
The man stared down at the child, unseeingly. He stood above the whimpering form for only a few seconds before moving on. He walked along the gray sidewalk, under the watchful eyes of several stars, and a sliver of a moon. The cold night gave him an unrelenting feeling of not belonging in the world. He stopped. Why did his mind feel so cloudy, and why did he get the slightest feeling that he hadn't found what he was looking for? He shook his head and continued to walk.
The third boy didn't know exactly who and where he was, but he didn't like the feeling he was getting. Sitting down on a bench with his hands in his jacket, he stared at the sidewalk, feeling sick. Why did his mind keep telling him to "keep looking, it wasn't done"? He didn't even know what wasn't done! He hit his head with his fist and almost screamed in frustration. He sternly told himself to stay cool and maybe it would come to him. He lay down on the bench and closed his eyes. A voice was calling. Kiba…Kiba…
The girl was sitting on the curb, feeling like everything was lost. She was staring at a blinking stop light. on…off…on…off… She felt as if something precious needed to be returned to her. But what was it??? She continued to stare at the light as it blinked. A car raced by. Feeling like her heart was about to burst, she got up and walked away. She needed to find that thing, whatever it was.
The wolves were sitting on crates at the harbor, watching as the people came and went. One was throwing stones in the water, another was doodling, another was scratching her name into one of the ships' masts, a third was dangling her feet in the murky water, and another still was pacing. They were the last of their kind, save for a few mongrels that had no lives or souls. They had watched the scenes of the five characters above, and knew them just as well as you or I. These wolves were the ones who had been destined to bring them back, because the Paradise that had been opened had been a Paradise with a fake lunar flower. It was only a copy of the dreadful place it had once been. But they had found the real Cheza, found her lying in the snow. Now they needed the Chosen One to revive her. They split up and each followed the one they had chosen to bring back with them to the dock.
To be continued…
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Sorry it was so short! I'll be posting more later. This is actually just the introduction. The first chapter is coming up soon, so keep checking!
- blacklitdogstar