The Link
By Krystal Hope
Prologue
The long hard nights of searching thrilled him. He always loved the chase. The sense of thrill and the lust for prey was very addicting. He found himself always taking any job he could these days, he wondered if it drove her insane. He sighed inside, knowing full well why he was really so eager to do these awful jobs. It kept his mind off of the woman. The woman who he loved, the one that betrayed them all. He glanced sideways at his partner. Summer was a pretty girl. Beautiful. But she could never compare to the angel that stole his heart. Summer's long trailing and wavy blonde hair just wasn't the same as her flowing long red hair. He remembered how it glowed crimson in the moonlight. Unlike the humans, her hair was straight and sleek. Always glossy and shiny, like her fur. He bit back a grin harshly. This wasn't the time to be thinking of her! He couldn't help himself. Immediately, her face followed. Summer's rosy cheeks and rounded face was cute, but that woman had pale features and a straight sharp face. Where Summer's eyes were cat-like and open, showing her playful nature, that woman's eyes were green as the forest and full of mystery. Never giving herself away. Her slits were thin and cut through the green wonderland like knives. He used to always stare in them, trapped forever. Now came the next part of his daily dreams, their figures. Summer had a preferable figure, everything was the perfect size, the perfect shape. She was thin and had enough shape to never need a corset...but that woman was very thin. Thin from the harsh times with out food. Thin from the lack of water, from the many times she gave her blood for others. And yet...she was beautiful as well. Everything about her seemed to scream at him with perfection.
"Hey? Are we even going the right way?" Summer's annoyed voice yanked him from his thoughts harshly. He scrambled to hold on, then all at once wanted to let go. He gave himself a mental shake. Summer's voice was light and kind, warm, but at the moment it was hard and serious. He let out a painful sigh as her voice came back to his mind, gentle yet vicious.
"Of course we are! Don't you believe in me anymore?" He gave her one of his famous smirks, and watched her temper flare.
"NIGHT! I am cold and wet and I have to wear this stupid hideous black outfit. Hurry up before I die of ugliness!" she huffed. Her face pinched and tight as she glared at him. He chuckled to himself. Her outfit wasn't all that bad, in fact it helped emphasize the existing curves.
"Oh come on, you look great in black," he teased, poking fun at her hate for the color. What could he say? He liked the way black was a mystery, a color always closed and composed. Black was not defeated, it consumed those around it into its nothingness...that was what he liked about it. Black stood alone and in reality, so did he. Abandoned by his would-be partner, Night was hurt inside. Why can't I just let her go? He thought to himself. Every time he tried, he felt drawn to her even more. He looked around as he caught a scent, yes the smell of a Shadow Kitsune was close. Abandoning his troubling thoughts, his red eyes brightened at the thought of the near prey. He couldn't wait, he trembled all over with anticipation. This was it, finally they had found the stupid beast. He looked around the corner of a tall building. An alley...he sighed. Why does it ALWAYS have to be an alley? He thought, his smile fading. He hadn't liked alleys since...he shook himself and stepped in to a boy. The boy looked to be about thirteen or so. Brown hair and angry green eyes, and behind those eyes red. This was it, the possession. Summer growled in disgust.
"Going after thirteen-year-olds now are we?" she spat at the Shadow Kitsune in the boy. The boy's lips turned up in an odd forced smirk. He stopped and froze. He knew this boy from somewhere, but where? He stepped towards the boy opening his mouth to say something but the boy's body started to spasm and he fell to the ground. As his eyes were wide with shock and his mouth open, Night and Summer could see the Shadow Kitsune devour his heart and flee. Night stepped up to the boy, pity plain on his face as he rolled him over onto his stomach. Something caught his eye.
"Hey Summer...I think you should see this..." He cut off and recoiled in disbelief as Summer ran up next to him.
"What? What is it?" she asked worried. He pointed at the markings on the back of the boy's neck. Speechless with shock and horror. All Summer could do was let her jaw fall as Night remembered why that boy was so familiar. No it couldn't be. They had to report to Day immediately!