Kiba: Spirit Eater

Chapter 1 - Of Times Past


Calm

Two years have passed since Tusker's rebirth. Two years since the fighting…

Zed laid back, his bright sapphire eyes piercing the gloom of the cloudy day. The wind rustled at his coat, and the crimson cloth flapped gently in the breeze. He closed his eyes and sighed. But I can't forget, even if I want to.

The wind strengthened, swirling around him and caressing his face, dancing as it went. Zed's eyes opened in anemic bewilderment. This wind…the wind of summoning…

He remembered the first time he had found himself in Templar, of how the whirling zephyrs had led him to the portal which transferred him into that world. And this…this feels the same.

He looked up into the gray, dismal sky in wild exasperation. Why now? What am I needed for now?

Templar

Roia wiped a sleeve across her brow. It had been a hard day at Miki's bakery, and she had been laboring at the oven for the last few hours, despite her day off from the infirmary. "Geez," she groaned, "That Miki really is a slave driver."

Then her eyes softened as she remembered Zed, and how he would complain the same way. "Zed," she murmured, "I wonder where you are now?"