Hello! Sorry for not updating in such a long time! On to Ch. 3! BTW, this will be written in Darcia's POV.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf's Rain, just Rain and Omicron
Ch. 3- Memories can be...painful and powerful
Darcia's POV
She must not be harmed. Not now, not ever. I need her and want her. She must not be harmed. She was my love then and still is. We were so young when we first; a childlike love. But as we aged, our love matured and bloomed. We were rarely apart. I remember her sweet kisses filled with fiery passion, her soft lips like rose petals and the graceful curve of her slender body. Her touch was gentle as a summer's breeze. Her scent was sweeter than the sweetest flower in her long, luscious hair that I would twirl in my fingers. She played games with for no apparent reason. Her favorite place to be, whenever she hid as a way to tease me, was the flower field. She would hid among the flowers until I had found her. She would then kiss me as a reward for always being able to locate her. My dearest love wasn't hard to find for I had such a strong connection to her; it was as if we were one soul. Whenever I was near her, I trembled slightly. To me she is a flower... a flower maiden sent from the gods as a gift to me.
We talked of what Paradise was like. We talked of how someday we would travel together for the search of this Paradise. We would wed in Paradise and live together in happiness. I longed for such a life; a life with her.
I loved her more than life itself. But fate tore us apart. The gods were jealous of our love so they took her away from me. They had messengers to help them. Those damned wolves. They are the messengers of death and I wish for their total annihilation! They...they took her away from me. My dearest love. They somehow cursed her and she slowly withered away. I promised her I would find a way to cure her, that I would not rest until I found the cure. I later found out that by getting her to Paradise before the wolves' sickness consumed her, she would be totally cured. Wolves. They were the ones that made her ill. They, too, sought out Paradise but only from themselves. They are creatures from hell who only seek out destruction, power and pain. I hate them with all my being and I swear to kill them all. Then, she passed away. Taken from...me. That was the most painful day of my life. I spent many days by myself wishing that she would somehow return.
As the days wore on ,suddenly, I knew then that no matter what happened, she would never come back. But then a revelation hit me. I could avenge her death by reaching Paradise first. I would rule in her name. Foolish white wolf! He thought he could beat me, stop me but he didn't. Victory was mine. I opened Paradise but something went wrong...I had died. Although I had changed into a wolf it wasn't enough. I was still partly human and The Book of the Moon says only a wolf would know how to open it and live. I was still human. Failure. I loathe that word. Failure was what caused her to die.
But now I have been given a second chance. I am revived once more and it seems that the gods have given me a second chance. A chance to get things right. I will not allow a mistakes, not this time.
My heart swelled with joy and my eyes burst with tears of happiness of that special day. The day I learned that she too was revived. My love was alive again. I searched for her endlessly and then I found her! My dearest love is alive. I now watch over her protecting her from harm...from those devils from hell. Wolves. I will slaughter them.
That's the end. Hoped you liked it! RR! No flames!