.::Starting Off With A Bad Cough::.
Of course, he should've stopped sooner. He should've, but he didn't. His fangs still ripped through the calm figure. His claws still shred what was in front of him. He couldn't stop. But did he really want to? No, it was better to tear, to rip through life, creating his own path, be it peaceful or full of malice. It didn't matter, Kiba told himself. They did things much worse to his kind. Much worse. What he was doing now was nothing. Just...nothing. But eventually, and this is why he pressed on, his nothing would bloom into something not even he could control. It would spark new life, a new age; it would tear through what was and what should be. And it...it would kill him in the end.
"You know, you don't have to keep doing this, Kiba." Hinata mumbled, handing me a meat pack. Meat packs are what fed my wolf pack. Kinda funny the wording though. I stood up and took it.
"Yeah, we do, Hinata. If we don't fight, we'll never be able to live again. Tell me Hinata, do you want to live?"
Hinata nodded her head, and I smiled. "See? That's why we're fighting. We fight so that we can sleep in warm beds." I raised my voice so that my whole pack could hear me. "We fight so that we can see our families again. We fight so that we will not have to hide. So that we will never have to disguise ourselves in our streets, in our towns. We fight to take back what is rightfully ours, and nothing can stop us!" I ended, shouting the last words at the top of my lungs to numerous cheers. All five of them. The only people I could trust, and the people who counted on me for their lives.
Okay, maybe I should explain. My name's Kiba, and I lived in a messed up world. A century ago, vampires invaded, and from there, for those of you like me, werewolves, it's been all downhill.
They started with our trade routes. You need to understand, we were a proud country, and were masters of trade. Their attack was unexpected, it came fast, and it hit where we weren't expecting it. They started with our ships, tearing off the hulls and breaking the masts, rendering them useless. We had guards placed everywhere, yet still, they managed to break through.
See, we're an all werewolf country. Or, we were...This world is split up into two dividing factions: werewolf, or vampire. Every nation, country, continent holds fast to this system. Except for one. The Land of Fire. The divided country. The north belongs to the vampires, while we werewolves get the southern half. But it didn't used to be like that. Werewolves used to have all of the Land of Fire. That was before their attack.
Yeah, so anyway, they started with our trade, then they moved on to our crops, poisoning and spreading disease wherever they went. Nowadays, you have to pay heavy taxes for your food, which is why most werewolf families are poor. Konoha, which was our main city, was claimed by them. If we'd kept that...things might've been ok. But we lost it. Now, the entire city is locked down, and special permission is needed to enter or leave the city.
But, there is a bright spot in all of this. We created a virus called W2 before we left Konoha and spread it throughout the city. It attacks the reproductive organs of vampires, creating the chance that they will give birth to a werewolf. At the time, everyone thought it was a great idea. They were wrong. Any family caught with a werewolf child is sentenced to death, immediately after being found out. No excuses. No running away. I myself, was born from vampiric parents. They were special though. They managed to hide me until I was five. Even though they tried to get me out of the city, they never were let out. I remember, it was my fifth birthday when they got caught.
They had a small party planned out, and everything was kinda...nice, for the most part. Then, my one guest and friend, who was just like me, showed up. He wasn't carrying a present, because he had his hands up in the air. I can still see his lips, mouthing the words "run away" to me. And then his verbal, "Sorry" right before they loaded his back full of kunai. They, or course, being the battalion unit that had followed him to my house, promising him great rewards for leading them here. Bastards. And then there were my parents, shielding me with their bodies and telling me to run, that I knew the way. And I did know the way.
All my life they had been teaching me secret ways out of the city, and I finally knew I was going to have to use one of them. Through the sewers, down and out. It hurt to turn away from them, to turn away from my friend, my only friend. Now, I don't have time for friends. Subordinates. That's all I have now. Yes, maybe I'm missing out on life. Missing out on the "joys of friendship." I don't need them. My pack trusts me. I trust them. That's all you can really have right now.
"Shino, Lee, Temari, Zabuza, Haku; it's time to go." I said. They all nodded and went about folding up their supplies. Meanwhile, I turned to Hinata. "As usual, I'm going to need you to scout ahead for us. Can you do that?" I said, folding my own supplies up. Hinata nodded, but I still worried about her. Her vision was deteriorating. Th more she used her power, the more her eyes hurt. And with the way we were traveling, she had to use her eyes every day.
Nevertheless, Hinata slung her backpack onto her back and focused, and a few seconds later her eyes shone dark purple. I looked at her, and she nodded. I took one last glance at everything, everyone, and all was ready. "Move out." I ordered, and the pack silently took off running. This was our current routine, move quickly from one place to the next while scouting for any vampires. Our pack was large enough that we could take down groups of up to five vampires silently. That was our mission, to be an arrow straight into the heart of vampire territory.
Yeah, I should probably explain some more, shouldn't I? There are some anomalies to the W2 virus. Sometimes...the children can be born with unnatural powers. Like Hinata. She can see through things. Though, when we found her, we didn't know that. At the time, it was just me and Shino. We were raiding small villages, looking for either food or more werewolves to join our pack.
One day, we came across a village that was burning. The sky, the earth around it, all burning. Someone had set fire to it. We walked through the village, still on guard, because even then, the vampires were using traps to hunt us. Then, there was a small tugging on my shirt. I nearly tore her head off. Luckily, she was on her hands and knees, so my arm went right over her. She said she's seen us coming, that we were coming to help her. Who knew she would wind up helping us. Shino still stayed in his spot, to my right a bit behind me, showing he was the beta.
The next thing I need to explain is the Nax. The Nax is an allegiance of werewolves dedicated to returning the Land of Fire back to normal. I became a part of it soon after I found Haku and Zabuza, which then made all of them, Shino, Lee, Temari, Zabuza, Haku and Hinata a part of it as well. At first, they wanted to separate us for different missions, I couldn't allow that. Through various means...Which I'm not going to go into, I managed to keep my pack together. But, as their form of punishment, we were sentenced to be a scout team. Sentenced, because it was the toughest job they had.
"Kiba," Hinata whispered, still running on my left flank.
"What?" I said back, though I could guess at what she was about to say.
"Vampires." She replied. "Three at ten and four at one fifteen."
I actually smiled for the first time in a few weeks. "Perfect, tell the others and have them go after the four. Shino, with me." He grunted an affirmative, then fell in line behind me while the others peeled away from our tight formation. WE ran for about another five minutes before we caught up to them. Not wanting to stop, I dropped my backpack and jumped into the air, changing mid-stride and lunging for the first vampire. He was down before the other two could react. In the next instant, Shino had taken down another. We jumped for the third together, fangs bared.
In a matter of seconds, it was over. I changed back to my human form and waited for Shino. Once he was human again, I gave him a huge high five.
"Nailed it." I said, watching him nod his head with as much enthusiasm as could be expected of him. I put my fingers to my lips and whistled, signaling that we were done on our end. A few seconds later, an answering whistle could be heard. "Shino," I said his name because he was staring at one of the bodies. "Shino," I repeated grabbing his arm," we're going." He shook his head and kept staring.
"Alpha." that one word passed through his lips, and then I knew something was wrong. I looked down to see what he was staring at, and I too, stared. It wasn't long before my pack joined us.
"Alpha?" came Zabuza's voice, "What's wrong?" I didn't answer him. Instead, I pointed at the dead body of the first vampire I had killed. When I had attacked him, I had swung at his chest first with my claws, before proceeding. My slash hadn't just cut through its skin. Lying next to the vampire was a bag, the bag having a large gash in it. The bag wasn't the problem. Tumbling out of the bag were syringes, each one labeled "W2 virus." How did they have the virus? And more importantly, what were they going to do with it?
Okay, what just happened?
That's it for now. Tell me if you like it.