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Chapter 3

Master of the Moon

I have failed you master…I…am sorry. All that training…for nothing.

Kane was taken to a peaceful Chinese stone garden; bonsai plants were growing in abundance. There was a koi pond located at the back right of the garden near one of the many paths that crisscrossed this relaxing place. A stream broke up the garden into halves, with a single bridge crossing over. The bridge was a rich red color that stood out among the greens of the shrubs and the gray of the stones. There was a boy on the bridge, looking out into the distance. He wore a plain white t-shirt and light blue jeans. The jeans were baggy and almost completely covered his black sandals.

A man came up behind the boy. "Kane, it's time for your lesson," he said in a smooth, calm voice.

"Yes, Master Nanook."

Master Nanook wore a dark red kimono with matching black sandals. He had silver, gelled back hair that went well with his bushy mustache. His hazel eyes looked inviting and warm, but no one ever dared to cross him.

Kane followed his master to a big sand arena located at the middle of the bustling training school. There were six other kids impatiently waiting for the return of Master Nanook. He knew all of them but only one was his true friend. A boy named Daniel. He had rich black hair, like himself, but Daniel grew his out to just below his neck. He also had a white t-shirt and baggy jeans, just like all the other trainees. His skin was a bit darker than Kane's and he had green eyes.

"Hey Kane," said his friend as he sat down.

"Hey Daniel. How long have you guys been waiting?" Kane asked.

"Oh, only about 10 minutes or so," he said with a smile.

Kane sighed, "Why are you smiling? I'm never going to hear the end of this."

"I know."

Kane and his friend started a low chuckle but were cut off by Master Nanook's commanding voice, "Alright people, we won't let tardiness set us back," he said looking at Kane. The other boys started to laugh but Master Nanook spoke even louder to cut them off. "Let's get started! Kane, since you think of yourself higher than the rest, how about you go first."

Kane stood up and took one of the wooden swords from the weapons rack to the right of the arena. The blade-shaped wood was only about two feet, with a black leather handle. Kane let the tip of the blade sink low to the ground, a stance that his Master said 'Looks unbecoming.'

Nanook sighed at Kane, "Alright…let's see here…Daniel, you will spar against Kane."

Daniel got up and made his way over to the swords. He picked up a similar looking sword, but his had a white handle. He let a small smile trace over his face, but quickly lowered his head to not show Master Nannok. They both walked over to the center of the arena, and bowed to each other, a sign of respect.

"Ready…" Master Nanook said as he lifted his right hand in the air. Daniel took the wood in both of his hands, one on top of the other. Kane let his sword tip drop to the ground and snickered to himself. "Spar!"

Daniel was the first to attack, brining his sword up and then down, trying to slash at Kane's shoulder. Kane quickly dodged to the left and hooked his foot around Daniels. He jerked his leg back, sending Daniel to the ground. Kane backed up, showing he will allow him to get up. Daniel shot up onto his feet and slashed at Kane's face. But he stopped short, a bluff. He copied Kane and hooked his foot, then threw his leg back.

Perfect, Kane thought to himself.

Kane threw his hands under himself and propped himself up on his elbows. He then swung his legs down and to the side, as fast and as powerful as he could. This caught Daniel off guard and now he was the one on the ground. Kane jumped up and threw his blade to his friend's throat, stopping it an inch away from impact.

They just stared at each other intently and Kane saw something in his friend. Anger, rage, feelings he now knew all to well.

They were interrupted by Master Nanook's booming voice, "Ah, very good Kane. Nice moves, original. I like it. As for you Daniel, you did good. But work on your reactions, a skilled warrior could have blocked that move." Daniel's rage stricken face only grew more intense. "Alright, that was good for today. I will see you all at diner and then it is off to bed."

Daniel got up and practically threw his sword on the rack. Kane just stared at him, something didn't seem right. Just the way Daniel was acting, it just wasn't like him.

-The White One-

The rest of the day was pretty normal, except for Daniel ignoring him. All Kane would get was a 'Hello. Oh, I have to be somewhere.' The anger didn't leave his eyes for a second. Even the way he talked, it was like he was a venomous snake, always spitting out poison.

It was now night and everyone was going to there rooms to turn in for the night. Except for Kane. He wanted to tell the master about how Daniel was acting. Kane heard voices, loud voices. One was calm but the other, it was yelling almost to the point of screaming its lungs out. Then Kane heard something hit the ground…hard. Now, he was running around the corner to the place where he heard the noise.

"What the…" Kane said as he came around and saw the Master's door wide open.

He walked in to the room, everything was a mess. Drawers were thrown, clothes were strewn everywhere. But the thing that stuck out the most was a body in a red kimono.

"Master!" Kane yelled as he bent down over the body. He was still alive but barely, clinging to life by only a thread. Something wasn't right, his stomach was ripped to shreds, like an animal was here.

The master stirred and opened his eyes just enough to see Kane. "Ah, Kane. How happy I am to see you." He said with a half smile.

"Master wh-"

"Quiet boy. Let me talk," he said weakly. "You already know who it was. Probably the same," he coughed, blood coming from his mouth. "The same person you were coming to talk to me about."

Kane was about to speak but was quieted by the Master, "Kane I don't have much time, so please, stop trying to interrupt. A red box decorated with the same tattoo I gave you. The contents in that box are yours. I have trained you to become a skilled fighter so when it is your time, you may use those powers for the good of the world. But, only you can decide what to do. Your father was right about you," Master Nanook started to laugh.

"My dad? My dad's dead. How did you know my dad?" Kane said his voice starting to raise.

"One more thing. Learn how to use the powers given to you, and the Sword of the Moon will reach its full potential. Goodbye Kane, your stay here has been most welcomed. Now go. Go with Masa…" he lay silent.

Kane just sat there, staring at his Master. My father he…he's alive? Kane thought to himself The voices of the other officials roused him from his thoughts. Then he remembered about the red box with the dragon symbol on it.

He looked around but couldn't find a red box. He started to upturn some drawers and found it. A small, foot and a half long box, the symbol on the top looked exactly like Kane's tattoo. He opened it carefully and inside was a foot long sword, with a white handle and an engraving on the metal. A sheathe was lying under the sword, but it was red instead of white like the handle.

"Moon Dragon," Kane said. He picked up the small sword and examined it. It looked like a white light was shining from the blade. That's impossible, swords don't glow, he conlcluded.

"Kane? Finally found you. Daniel escaped, he…oh hell," Masa said as he saw the bloody mess in front of Kane.

"C'mon we got to go."

"What? What the h-"

"I'll explain on the way, but now we have to go," Kane said as he got up and walked towards the door. He peaked his head out and saw that everyone was at the opposite side of the courtyard.

Kane saw his chance. He ran towards the twenty-five foot wall and gracefully jumped over. And he ran, ran, to some unknown location.

Then all at once he was falling. Falling towards nowhere. And just as suddenly as came, he was on his feet in a white expanse of nothingness.

A headache hit him. This one more bearable than the first.

The women's voice boomed out from nowhere, laughing.

"Is that your answer to everything? Run? People give you too much credit than you deserve," she said. "So? How did it feel? How did it feel to be betrayed by Daniel? One of your only friends. Very sad, Kane. Very sad indeed."

Then the white changed to black. And a voice called out to him, a voice he knew all to well.

"Well, well. Kane the super dog. Yes how did it feel? I personally did not want to do it, but the old man didn't give me a choice."

"Daniel. How could you be so selfish?" Kane said through grinding teeth.

All the response was a laugh that grew fainter and fainter. Then a man was in front of him. He wore a black trench coat that was buttoned to his waist. The trench coat covered a black hoodie, which, in turn, covered the top half of his face. He had on black jeans and dress shoes. On his back, he had a black sheathe.

He lifted up his head just slightly, and Kane saw his eyes. They were green; all they saw were anger, sorrow, and death.

"Daniel…" Kane whispered.

He snickered as he brought out a pure black , two foot long sword from its sheathe. He ran towards Kane his sword up in the air, facing Kane's gut. The man brought it back even more and drove it into Kane's stomach.

Kane jolted up in his sleep, to only be blinded by the light of the mid morning sun. It took about a minute to get accustomed to the brightness of the sun. His stomach was aching but the fiery sensation had passed. Kane picked up his head and examined himself.

"Where's my shirt?" he said out loud.

"Oh, your awake," a sweet voice said from behind him.

Kane looked back and saw Sasha. She had changed her hair, it was now in a sot of half-ball in the back. Strands of hair were coming down from the flat ball that almost made it looked like a comet shooting back up to space. Several strands were covering her left eye that she had to push back. The green in her eyes seemed to sparkle as the rays of the sun shone on them. She was bent down making some drink of some sort. It was green and had chunks of God knows what.

Sasha stopped stirring the drink and brought it over to Kane. "Here drink this. It should help you with your wound. It is a mixture of-"

"Let's just leave it at, it's tea," Kane interrupted. Sasha giggled at that but put her hand over her mouth and walked over to a black sling pack.

The smell of the drink was intoxicating. C'mon Kane, you've done worse things than this, he thought to himself. He took a sip of the concoction and almost spit it back up, but forced it back down his throat.

Sasha saw his struggle and said, "You have to finish it. That way you get the full healing effect."

He frowned at the fact that he was going to have to drink it till the chunks at the bottom were gone. He held his nose and chugged the drink till no more foul tasting liquid went down his throat. He was starting to tear when he was finished, but wiped them with his elbows so she wouldn't see.

Sasha was finished with the backpack and brought it over to Kane. She laid it next to him and she sat on her knees just looking at him.

"Why did you come to my aid? It's not like they were really hurting me," she said.

"Oh really? Because from my standpoint, you were on the ground with a huge red mark on your face," Kane replied.

She just looked at him. "I don't even know your name," she said trying to change the subject. "I'm Sasha."

"Kane."

She giggled a little, "I like that name."

Kane blushed but he quickly got control over his emotions. He looked around and only saw a white wolf laying on the ground staring at him. That wolf where have I seen him before? He looks so familiar.

"Hey, where's Masa?" Kane asked.

The white wolf stood up, "He, Hige, and Toboe went to go find you a new shirt."

"What's wrong with my other shirt?"

"Um, if you haven't noticed yet, you've been shot," said a gray wolf that was leaning against a tree.

"I can just wash it in a creek or something," Kane said as he started to get up. The pain in his gut grew worse every moment he was getting up.

"Kane, no. Lay down. Your wounds aren't healed fully," Sasha said as she put her hand on his shoulder.

Kane pushed it away, "Look…I'm fine." He grunted as he got up and stumbled. He got his balance and clutched his stomach.

The white and gray wolves were looking at him intently like he was some alien from Mars. "What are you two looking at?"

"I see we woke him on a bad day," the gray wolf said. "My name's Tsume. This is Kiba."

Kane gasped. His legs almost gave out. Kiba, that was the name of his brother. No, no…it can't be…the fire. It wiped out everyone. Except…

Kane recalled he and Masa escaped. And apparently his father made contact with Master Nanook. Also, his sister…

He pushed the thought away. The white wolf kept looking at him, like he knew who he was as well.

A rustling in the bushes made all of them turn. A small red wolf, an orange coated wolf, and Masa came out with a couple of t-shirts.

"Kane, you're awake. What in high heaven were you thinking getting shot like that," Masa said.

"Oh, Kane. Glad you're okay," Toboe said excited.

"Kane huh? Hey, I'm Hige. The strong, level headed one in this pack," the orange wolf said with a smile.

Toboe and Tsume both sighed but Kiba just kept glaring at Kane. "Hey, Kiba. Are you alright?"

"Yeah…yeah I'm fine," Kiba said. Kane was shocked by his voice. It was his brother, he was sure of it. The voice alone could have told him that.

Kane walked over to Toboe who was handing out shirts for him to try on. Kane went with a plain, gray Henley shirt.

"Oh and Kane, I found these and couldn't resist," said Masa as he tapped Toboe on the shoulder. He brought out black jeans and a black leather motorcycle jacket, with two brown bands where his biceps were located. It had a small strap with a button on the shoulder, which made up for the small collar. Kane put it on and smiled at Masa. "See, what did I tell you two? I have an eye for fashion."

Toboe and Hige both chuckled at that. Kane laughed and was about to pick up his sling pack, but hesitated. It's going to be a lot harder to identify me with these new clothes. And all I really carry in here is the katana. He thought to himself. He unzipped the backpack and took out the small sword. He stuck it in one of the pockets in his jacket. Kane didn't even remember it was in there, he couldn't even feel it.

"Alright, Masa. Let's go," Kane said.

"Wait, you're not going to stay?" Toboe asked.

"Yeah, c'mon kid. Let's just stay for a little while. I mean they did help you back there with that little mishap," Masa added.

Toboe's face seemed to light up, "Yeah Kane, can't you stay?"

Kane sighed, "Fine."

They had been traveling for a day non-stop, even though Sasha kept telling Kane to rest every so often. Kane was trying to figure out why she stayed with us instead of going back to that pack of idiots. They were on an open field, with grass growing in abundance. On all the sides of the field, thick forests covered the surrounding area. There was a hill up ahead and Kane could swear he heard the sound of cars honking their horns.

"So who is this Cheza chick?" Kane broke the silence.

"She's not a 'chick'. She is a beautiful flower. The humans call her the flower maiden, she is going to lead us to paradise," Kiba snarled in reply.

"Yeah, you should hear her sing Kane. It's sounds amazing and you just want to fall asleep to it every time," Toboe said with glee.

But Cole wasn't listening. Flower…as in…

"'The Flower must die'. They're going to kill Cheza," Kane said to himself.

"Kill Cheza?!" Masa squaked.

The others stopped in their tracks. They looked back at Kane wide eyed. Kiba was the only one glaring at him, "What did you say?" he snarled.

"Uh, I didn't say anything. Do you hear that? Sounds like a town, we should get moving," Kane said hurriedly. He shoved his way past them moving towards the hill. Kane didn't dare look back, out of fear of his brother.

They made the rest of their journey in silence, Kane leading the way. The pack finally made it over the hill and looked out onto a small city. There were only two big skyscrapers, the rest of the buildings were only moderately big. There didn't seem to be too much traffic for being the middle of the day.

The walk to the city wasn't that bad, except for the constant glares he kept getting from his Kiba. The Kane would always look back and just to find the others looking this way and that, but Kiba would always keep his eyes on Kane's back.

Kane wanted to see if he could communicate with Kiba using his power, but he feared the wolf would just think of him even more as an enemy. Kane's thoughts were punctured by Toboe's voice.

"Wow! Look at all the buildings," he said as if he never had seen anything like it.

"And look at all the girls!" Hige exclaimed, noting that they only went into the many clothing stores.

The city looked bigger from the ground then it had from the hill. He tried to take in all the sights, but the only thing he focused on, was a small boy crying to himself. The boy had black hair styled into a crew cut. He had small jeans and a zipped up sweater. The boy was carrying a stuffed animal that looked like a couldn't help but stare at the boy. He wasn't a wolf, but Kane didn't care. He was just a kid, alone, with no one to there for him. Kane started to break away from the group and walk towards the boy, when a hand gripped his shoulder. He looked back and Tsume had a grip on him.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

"Is it just me, or do you also see a little boy crying?" Kane replied.

"He's just a human. Who car-"

"I do," Kane said forcefully. He ripped off Tsume's grip and walked towards the boy. He took a seat next to the weeping child. The boy looked up and saw that Kane was sitting there with a smile on his face. Kane looked down at the boy and gave him a big smile. "I like that stuffed animal of yours."

"Thanks. It's a wolf," the boy replied.

"A wolf, huh?" Kane asked as the boy nodded. "Wolves are pretty cool. Especially the white ones."

"My mom gave it to me. She said I would never be alone without it."

"Your mom likes wolves?" Kane asked.

"Yeah, I guess she has to. She is one," the boy said.

Kane gasped. A boy raised by a wolf, that's original. "Really?"

"Yeah, she can change from wolf to human in a blink of an eye. You smell like a wolf, are you?" the boy questioned.

"What's you name kid?"

"Tommy."

"Hey, Tommy. I'm Kane and…" Kane looked around to see if anyone was watching. The only eyes looking at them now were Kiba and the others. He sighed at what he was about to do. He changed back into his wolf form and looked at the boy with gleeful eyes. Tommy looked at Kane for a second then started to pet the top of his head. It felt actually quite good, being loved on. Tommy stopped petting Kane, who repaid him with a couple of licks to the face. Tommy giggled.

Kane put on his disguise and offered his hand, "Let's go find your mom."

"How did you know?"

"Like you said, I'm a wolf," Kane replied happily.

He got up slowly from the soreness in his stomach. He offered his hand to tommy who grasped it anxiously.

"Do you remember where you live?" Kane asked.

"I think I should know that," he replied sarcastically.

Kane laughed at Tommy. He kind of reminded Kane of himself sometimes. "Well, is it far? Because I'm not going to do a lot of walking," Kane said.

"It's a pretty far walk. We could take a cab," replied Tommy.

"I've got a better idea," Kane said as he walked towards a parking garage.

-The White One-

Getting a car wasn't as easy as Kane thought it would be. He and Tommy had to walk through three levels just to find a car with keys still inside. Kane looked inside the window of a black Ford 350. The keys were just sitting in the ignition.

"Cover your ears," Kane commanded Tommy. He put his small hands over his ears just as he was told. Kane took out his sword and struck the driver's side window. A loud shattering sound echoed throughout the garage. He opened the door from the inside and slowly inched his way into the car's seat.

The interior was a rich, tan leather, with a wooden dashboard. Kane turned the cars key and a small roaring sound could be heard coming from the front of the pickup truck. "Alright, Tommy get in."

"Can wolves even drive?" Tommy questioned.

"Well, probably not most wolves. But I'm not most wolves," Kane said with a reassuring smile. Tommy got into the passenger side and buckled up. "You buckled?" Kane asked.

"Yep."

"Alright, you're going to have to show me where to turn and everything," Kane said.

"Gotcha boss," Tommy joked.

Kane let out a small laugh, then drove the car down to the first floor where they exited right through the front gate. Whoever had this car was a real idiot. He left his parking pass and the keys in the car. Humans…Kane thought to himself.

-The White One-

The drive wasn't bad, except for tommy giving directions. Every turn was the same: "I think this is the way. Oh, no never mind." "Make a right here. Wait no, left."

There was a long strip of road and there only seemed to be two or three cars. A black Dodge Charger was coming up on their rear, and fast. Kane saw them in his rear view mirror but it was too late. The black car rammed into them, sending them spinning in the air. The car seemed like it was never going to stop. It spun for at least four or five times before the pickup truck laid upside down in a heaping mess.

And the worst part: Kane didn't have his seat belt on. He was unconscious for about ten seconds before he came to. He looked to the seat next to him. Tommy lay unconscious, in a puddle of blood. Something was sticking out of his chest, Kane couldn't tell what it was but he knew what it had done. He wanted to just lay there and die but he couldn't give up, not on Master Nanook. He gave him the small katana for a reason, not just an object to remember him by.

No matter how bad he hurt, he managed to squeeze through the window and fall on his face. The hot pavement heating his chilled body.

Kane heard footsteps and he looked up to find a man with a nice suit and black glasses. The man lifted his foot and brought it down on Kane's face. Knocking him out for the second time.

-The White One-

Kane woke up in a metal chair bolted to the ground. His hands and legs were strapped down by thick leather that was also bolted to the chair. He looked around and all he could see was a metal table with his katana on it. The whole room smelled of death and decay. Two guards were talking amongst themselves when they noticed Kane's head turning this way and that.

"Hey, Rick. Looks like he's awake," said one of the men. He was big, bigger than big. Kane thought he looked like one of those body builders he sometimes saw on a TV he was passing by. His chin stuck out and he had an after shave covering his face, even though he had no hair.

"This is going to be fun," the skinnier one said. He was more tanned than Hulk who was sitting next to him. He had a thin mustache and thick black hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. They were both wearing the same nice, black suits that the man who knocked him unconscious was wearing.

They both smiled at Kane, knowing that he was probably going to die today. "Call Samuel on your radio. Let's watch this dog get put down," the Hulk smiled.

Rick pulled out his radio from his pocket. "Samuel, he's awake."

The only response was "Good."

About five minutes later, Kane heard footsteps. There only seemed to be two people coming but he couldn't tell. The door opened and a man and a woman stepped out of the darkness. Kane gasped.

That woman, it…it can't be… Kane thought to himself.

It was the same woman from his first dream. She was wearing the same attire as Daniel had been, just she didn't have a hood. Her face was old and deepened by age, but her eyes seemed to dance with the death she was about to bring. Her hair was gray and only ran down to her neck.

The man wheeled in a covered cart, Kane could only guess what was inside. The man had a luxurious suit with gelled back, black hair. He was smiling at Kane, hoping he would get his chance with him.

"Ah, Kane. What a nice surprise," the woman said.

"Who the hell are you?" Kane spat.

"Now don't be like that, we will get to know each other very well," she said with a smile.

"Look, I know I'm attractive and all. But I like a woman who doesn't have to take laxatives to-" Kane was cut short by a punch to the face by Rick.

The woman only laughed. She looked towards Rick and Hulk who gladly came over and gave Kane a few more punches to the face. His nose and mouth were caked with blood.

The man uncovered the cart, but only so Kane could see a white bucket. The man pointed to Hulk. "Jack, here. Take this," he said handing rick the bucket.

The girl walked over to Kane and bent over so they were face to face. "All I want is to know where the journal is."

"Look. I don't know what you are talking about. I don't know who you are. I don't even know why I'm worth so much to you," Kane retorted.

"Weren't you listening? You know you always were like that. Always act out of instinct, never thought things out. I want the journal. And if you happened to forget which journal I am talking about…your father hid it from us. But he showed it to you," she said. "Now, where is it?"

"I keep telling you. I don't know what you're talking about. And if you know me so much, then you should know my father's dead."

The woman laughed as she walked back over to the cart, "I heard it was going to rain today." She picked up a metal bar and set it back down on the cart.

"Then you should go buy an umbrella. Wouldn't want you to melt," Kane said.

The woman gestured to Rick. The big man dumped the water on Kane's body.

"Hey, if you wanted me to get wet, you could have just asked."

She pulled the bar back out, "Do you know what this is? Never mind, I don't have time for guessing games. It's called a picana. Used to torture victims, but not to cause much harm to the body. Now here's the dilemma: You are a wolf. Wolves are stronger than humans in every way. So adding a little bit of water to the equation will give it the effect we want. Now that gunshot you took, now that won't fair well."

"How did you know about the gunshot?" Kane said trying to stall.

"Oh, dear boy. I ordered that dog to do it for me. He would do anything…for a fee of course," she said.

Kane could only stare at the ground. The woman walked back over to Kane. "Relax, that was the past. This is the present."

She thrust the picana into Kane's chest sending a rippling current of electricity through his body. He howled out with pain, no matter how hard he tried to hold it in. Then, he blacked out.

-The White One-

For the first time, he didn't have dreams. He woke up but something wasn't right. The two men who stood guard were on the ground. Their throats had been ripped apart as if by an animal. Kane's hair was grabbed and thrown back, the cool touch of metal on his neck sent a shiver through his body.

"What do they want with you?" a girl's voice said from behind him.

"Hell, if I know. Something about a journal. Now if you could take that kn-" he was cut short by the knife expertly cut into the leather holding down his wrists. He rubbed his wrists and looked back. A cold stare and a tanned girl met his gaze. She had black hair that was pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans. She had boots that covered the bottom part of her legs. She was holding a small katana that seemed to glow like the moon.

"Hey! Give that back!" Kane exclaimed.

Her face was sort of shocked when she heard this. "This is yours? Kane?" she asked.

"How do you know me?" he asked.

She ripped off his jacket and lifted up the sleeve on his right arm, "Oh my…it is you…you don't remember me do you?"

"I take it I should?"

"Master Nanook's training school. You don't remember the name Chloe do you?" she asked.

Then it all came back to him. This girl was from the training school, "Oh, wow. You haven't changed a bit."

"Alright, lets skip that bull. Here let's get those leg straps off."

She cut the two remaining straps and Kane slowly stood up and stretched. He picked up his jacket and grabbed the katana from Chloe putting it back into its pocket.

"If I may ask, what happened back at the school? All I know is that we were sleeping, heard some alarm bells, then all at once Master Nanook was dead and you and Daniel were gone," she inquired.

"I'll explain on the way, can we just get out of this hell hole?" Kane asked.

Chloe nodded and gestured toward the door, "I came through the air vent, but there is a window that we could jump through at the end of the hallway."

"Lead the way."

And just like that, they were gone. Running towards freedom.