New Leader, New Life
Chapter 1: Memories
Demona groaned as she sat up, that damned dream again! She knew what the dream really was, of course. Memories, that's what she kept on seeing. And she preferred to forget the life the memories came from.
Beside her, sound asleep, was her life-mate, Bakura, his long white hair bedraggled and his chocolate brown eyes closed. Bakura mumbled a bit and buried his face into a pillow. Demona smiled watching him, "…Silly love…"
She laid back sighing and closing her eyes. The face of a young boy with bright gold eyes and bronze colored hair flashed before her eyes, and she sat up again, "Ra damn it!"
Meanwhile, in a werewolf community, a young werewolf with the bronze hair and gold eyes talked to another young man with blue eyes and ebony hair, "When?"
"Hmm….'Bout twenty years ago…Why're you so interested in the Loup-Garou Queen?"
"Hm…Don't worry about it." The bronze haired one said, standing up. Wlaking away, he thought, "SO….Finally followed your destiny, eh, Demona…?"
He walked until he came across a group of teens in crimson armor, once of which said suspiciously, "Who're you…?"
"I'm looking for Demona Staria. I need to see her." The bronze haired 'wolf said, watchin a young man with dark blue hair, who frowned slightly and said, "Why?"
"Because, I am an old friend of Demona's." He said simply.
"Really…?" The blue haired teen said, puzzled, "Prove it…"
"I know that she ran away at the age of 14,000." He said.
The other person's eyes widened slightly, "I see…Well, she lives in Lunapolis. You'll have to follow your nose from there."
"Thank you….Phoenix King…" And he walked away, leaving the phoenix king surprised.
Back in Lunapolis, Demona was having flashbacks of the life she's lived years ago, and said saw the boy again. She cursed silently and said softly, "Damn it…I guess you'll come soon…Mirobu…"