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A gun cocked behind me, I could smell the heavy lead of a 700 SPS rifle. For some reason I was standing on all fours. I swung my body around to see a bald man with a black sweater, black jeans, and combat boots. But his face was fuzzy and had no features.

"Die wolf!" he snarled.

Wolf? I'm not a wolf. Wolf's are extinct and have been for two hundred years! I looked down at my paws?!

I ran to a lake where my reflection showed a white wolf with a black tail, black back leg stockings (well my legs were black all the way up to my…knees?). I turned around and howled than I caught a glimpse of the man pull the trigger and BAM!

My eyes snapped open looking around my room. I lifted my hands. I was human again. Blankets were covering me and the plush pillow I loved was under my head. The wolf thing was just a nightmare.

A nightmare that had been going on every night I had lived.

I rested my head back in my pillow happily letting my eyes rest for a minute.

"KACHIRI GET UP! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL AGAIN!" I could hear my mom call from down stairs. So much for that break. I groaned and slipped my body out of the pillow rubbing the back of my head groggily. I walked into the bathroom and started fixing my skunk styled hair. The tattoo of a star that was imprinted between my thumb and index finger seemed more green then usual.

I had been born with the strangest hairdo ever. My bangs were thick and coal black while the rest of my mop of hair was snow white. I combed it down then slipped on my hat that I never took off outside of home.

The hat was awesome but people always attempted to take it off. It was black and white with a skull sewed on right over the beak of my hat.

I started to brush my fangish teeth. One of my fangs always stuck out of my mouth, I suspected it was something that my seventeen year old hormones messed with. My auburn eyes glared into the mirror, "I am not a wolf," I assured my self happily then ran down the stairs and to the kitchen ripping a bagel out of the microwave.

"Don't forget your backpack," I could hear moms voice behind me. I swung around giving my mom a nervous grin, my mouth full of slaughtered bagel.

"Shanks mom," I said between bites of my breakfast grabbing my backpack. My mom grabbed my arm and pointed to my body lifting an eyebrow. I looked down at it to see my short shorts and tiny tank top were still on. My pajamas were still on.

"Woops," I sighed and ran back up the stairs to slip on my brown tank top than over it, a blue tank top that just went above my belly button. Then I grabbed my moss green khaki capris and slipped them on as I ran back to the kitchen. Mom was standing there holding my backpack and half eaten bagel out.

"Bye mom!" I yelped out the door. Mom waved and I ran at top speed to the school. I was the fastest girl at school. A rumor went around at school that I could run faster than any car. "Bullshit," I would say to my friends when ever they brought it up.
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As I arrived at the steps of the school a hand grabbed my arm and dragged me toward the school soccer field. I looked up at the person to see my friend Riley. Her blonde hair was put in low pig tails and she wore her torn up skinny jeans with Ugg boots and a black Helly Hansen coat.

"Riley! What the hell are you doing?!" I snapped. I looked farther down the field to see a rather large white dog eatin off the remains of a dead possum. I frowned. "Aw. That poor guy must be so hungry," I whispered. I grabbed my bagel and started to walk toward it when I felt Riley pull me back. I yelped and the dog snapped his head up and his eyes grew wide at the sight of me. He must see the bagel, I thought.

"Kachiri stop! That dog just bit Franky!" Riley hissed. I shook my head and turned around, "Riley everybody knows Franky is the biggest bastard on the face of the Earth. I don't blame that dog!" I snapped. then yanked out of her grip and happily ran to the white dog.

He whimpered when I got to him but I held out the bagel and looked down at the possum. I sniffed for a second. "Hm. That DOES smell pretty good," I muttered. The possum suddenly seemed like a nice little gormet to me. Was I going crazy?

I placed the bagel down slowly and lowered my hand toward the carcus than took a small scrap of a lung out of the possum then placed it in my mouth. The white dog looked at me strangely and cocked his head to the side.

I chewed the possum chunk around in my mouth. It wasn't all that bad. Kinda good actually. Jeaze I was going crazy! The dog sniffed my hand than licked. Geez, these humans really ruined your diet. Ah, I guess I'll let you have the possum but trust me, I'm not having any of that buggle, The dog said softly. The dog! I yelped and jumped back.

"You're a dog! You can't talk!" I screamed. My fangs were digging into my lower lip making me bleed. Immediately I ran towards Riley trying to rack the dogs voice out of my head. When I got to her she saw my lip and immediately blamed the talking dog. "Kachiri I told you not to get near that thing!" she snapped. I rolled my eyes and suddenly, the bell rang. Me and Riley looked at eachother then ran like crazy people towards the school.

School went by extremely fast, probably because the whole time I was thinking of the talking dog. Constantly teachers had been snapping at me to pay attention. I would for a few minutes then drift back to the thought of the dog.

After school I ran straight out to the soccer field. The dog was gone but I swore I could...smell him. I followed the smell but then a car pulled up the road next to me and the window slid down to reveal good old Riley. I looked up at her strangely.

"Hey Kach. What the hell are you doing? Are you still trying to look for that dog?" she asked. My face fell and I nodded. "Well take a break and come shopping with me," Riley chirped. I sighed and hopped in the car next to her. When we arrived at the store I had a small conversation with my friend. Deciding to admit to Riley my craziness.

"Erm. Riley?"

"Yeah?" Riley asked, plucking a candy bar off of a shelf and placing it on the cash register table along with other things her mom had told her to buy.

"Do you believe...in talking dogs?" I asked. Riley looked at me with a lifted eyebrow then placed a hand on my shoulder and laughed her arse off. I glared daggers at my friend, my fangs plunging into my bottom lips. She looked up at me frowning.

"Oh, you were being...serious? No Kach. I don't believe in those damn fairy tales," Riley sighed. I nodded and decided to pay for her.

When we got out of the store Riley suggested we go to a thrift shop where she said a cute boy worked at. I never had had a thing for boys. Any boys to be honest. I sighed as I suggested we walked since the thrift shop was only five minutes away. As we walked I could smell smoke and beer behind me. I grabbed Riley's shoulder lightly and pushed her pace little faster towards the store.

Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. Me and Riley looked at each other then behind us at a rather muscular looking guy with two other burly guys behind me. Riley screamed to the top of her lungs and tried to run but the Burly Guy 1 yanked her back by the arm. "I see you girls got money," he mumbled with a yellow toothed grin eyeing Riley' purse. "She doesn't have any money! So leave us alone!" I snarled, my fangs feeling like they were almost...growing.

"Aww, the skunk bitch is trying to stink up the fun,"he smirked then pushed me away and grabbed Riley, dragging her toward the alley way. I watched in horror as they beat her. Swinging a punch at her fragile face and ripping the purse out of her hands. One of the guys covered her mouth while the other two rummaged Riley's purse for some green.

That was my best friend that they were hurting. I watched as tears flowed down her cheeks and her eyes swelling up and turning a dep purple. Suddenly I knew I needed to do something. I could feel a low growl riple out of my stomach. I felt like ripping their throats out. None of those thugs were going to come out of that alley alive and I was going to make sure of it.

The rest of it was all a blur as I did uncontrollable moves.

I jumped from spot on the sidewalk and landed on one of the men that were going through Riley's purse. He looked up at me in horror as my nails dug into his flesh and I snapped my fangs onto his neck like there was no tommorow. His body went stiff then fell to the ground. I had killed somebody. I shook my head. He had deserved it! Then I looked at the other gold digger that was starting to run off.

"Oh no you don't" I growled and lunged for the guys throat only hearing a small yelp out of him. I swung sround to see the guy who had been covering Riley had a .35 caliber pistol pointed right at my head. Why did I suddenly feel so much shorter? Oh whatever, this guy needed to die. I started to lunge for him but all I could hear was a bang I could feel the lead of the bullet sink into my chest.

I had gotten shot. But if I didn't kill this guy he would kill Riley!

I staggered up onto my legs and bared my teeth. This guy wasn't getting away with what he had done! The wound was excrutiating, but seeing Riley all crippled was even more painful. I growled then jumped maybe a few feet up in the air and landed straight on the guy digging my teeth into his neck.

My work here was done.

I panted heavily and looked at the three dead men surrounding me.

"A WOLF!" Riley screamed. I looked around. "Wolf?! Where?!" I yelped.

She looked at me with pure horror and ran to her car. Was she leaving me? If there really was a wolf then why would she leave her friend, who had just saved her ass, for some extinct animal to eat up?! I panicked and looked around at the dead men but didn't see any wolf.

My mouth tasted of fresh blood. It was almost...tasty. I looked down at my chest getting ready to take out the bullet when suddenly I realized my chest was snow white and...furry. Like a dog almost. I ran to a puddle suddenly realizing I was on all fours. Looking at me in my reflection was not Kachiri. It was a white wolf with a black belly, black tail, and it's back legs had black stockings (black up to the...knees?).

The wolf's eyes were blood shot and and her mouth revealed blood soaked fangs. I gasped and waved a paw over the puddle. A paw!

I started feeling a little woozy as I started to teeter around the alley leaning against the wall panting hectically hoping some how to wake up from this noghtmare. The bullet in my chest started to spread the pain throughout my body and black splotches filled my vision. And soon enough, a black curtain was over them.

I could feel water trickle on my lips.

Nice. Fresh. Water.

But then it went to my urgula (or whatever its called) and my gag reflex reacted by pretty much choking on it.

I swung my body up from the cold cement ground and my eyes flickered around the place trying take in my surroundings. It honestly stunk. And I realized why. Next to me a river was flowing and pipes were dumping poop water into it. I was in a sewer.

"Wow. Now I haven't seen a wolf kill like that for a while," a voice said. I looked up at a boy, about the same age as me hold a bottle of water. His face was relaxed. The boy seemed pretty clean cut for somebody living in a sewer. His hair was black and shaggy and he had midnight blue eyes that had a large amount of life in them. He had a hoody over a white tank top and jeans and black Converse. His scent was amazingly familiar. The same as the dog at the school soccer field. The one that had tlked.

"Who are you!? What are you!?" I screamed.

"Kiba. My name's Kiba. I'm a wolf. Like you."

A/N: I don't own Wolf's Rain. I only own Kachiri. To see a picture I drew of her wolf form (And it's not half bad) go to this: .com/albums/zz287/idraw123/102_ and to see her human form (which is also not half bad) go to this: .com/albums/zz287/idraw123/102_. Review please!