Okay, so I know the first story isn't quite finished yet(expect a big ending) but my mind is nagging me to get on with it, and I've decided that the story is non-linear enough to start on the second part now. Here's a small taste.
PROLOGUE
The Wings of a Dream
July, 2006
There was fighting. All around me was the bloody and brutal carnage of a full-on battle. There were guns blazing in every direction, blades drawn and flashing. The scene was utter chaos. It seemed I had been doing more than my fair share of killing myself: My blade was covered, and my body was stiff with drying and dried blood, with new splatters constantly accumulating.
I felt like some kind of monster.
Mind you, I didn't look anywhere near as much of a monster as some of those around me. I remember glimpsing such horrors as a slightly blue skinned boy in scuba gear that was dripping water, a girl covered with fur who had leathery flaps connecting her arms to her body, and worst of all, the werewolf-like creatures with sharp claws and pointy teeth.
I say they were the worst, because they were the ones against whom I was fighting.
And they seemed to have the most guns.
It wasn't long before I was distracted by a young girl, appearing seemingly out of nowhere. My ears registered another shot. I was so stunned by the sudden appearance of the child that I hadn't noticed anything regarding the shot I'd heard until I'd looked down.
There was a gaping hole in my chest, with blood quickly spreading further and further. I tasted blood, and I could see the ground fast approaching to greet me with arms wide open, as I rushed to greet it...
This will be the first in a long line of ties between both stories that will be seen before they intersect. I don't want to give too much away. you'll see what I mean in the coming chapters. I understand that there isn't enough to review yet, but there will be. Yes, there will.