Disclaimer:nooo it is NOT mine
AN:This is a collection( I hope so. I am hoping to get at least 5 reviews before I do another chapter... ) of FY characters that I feel didn't get discribed enough or was left out or had too little to do with the story that people forgot about them. Hence: the name "Forgotten..."I do not LIKE most of them, I just feel they deserve something.oh right: they are all 1st person view.
Chapter 1:Never judge a book by its cover...
By: fire demoness
People treat me like I am some kind of wild beast, so in the end, I do act like one. I havent always been this way. In my early years,before I started to grow fur and people acted normally around me, I was just like any other child. Then, as the teengae years dragged along, i started to show my werewolf side. My mother had warned me of course.
"people will shun you my son, they are afraid of anything or anyone different from them. But I know you are special. You shall make a difference."
That was one of the things my mom said to me that I have never forgotten. I don't remember what she looked like or when she died, but I remember that. I never meant to disapoint her. I tried being intelligent, which my intelligence was about that of Soi's or Tomo's. Not stupid. As the years passed however, no one seemed to care wether I was a genius or if I was a child that didn't know 1+1=2. They just took one look at me and scampered.
I remembered the day that Nakago came for me. It was just about 2 years after I started not caring if I was smart or not. I just acted like a wild animal that knew a few words. I still now remember his face as he first looked at me. Sneering. I knew that he was no different from the other people. He understood alright, he just didn't care. To him, I was a tool that could be used to his advantage. It was a skill I had descovered. I could know about that person vaguely just by looking at their eyes. His was by far the most haunting I have ever saw. Crystal blue, icy, and emotionless. The only thing I could see was that he was power-hungry and commanding.
Nevertheless, when he "freed" me from that horrible place, I felt a tiny sense of gratitude towards him. Werewolves have that bred into them. Always repay your debts. I would work for him and repay him, then I would escape. But to where? And who would accept me? No one. They thought me a beast, and so shall that remain til the end of my days. This is just a letter among thousands that let me relive my inteligent soul. Not in the real world, when I am going among the humans, ful humans, can I speak, for then they shall shun me even more. I know they will ask "who does he think he is? Some wild animal trying to be smart. Freak"
Why did Seiiyruu do this to me? He is a god, a war god, but still a god. Gods must have SOME compassion. Why does he do this to me? Wait. No, I shouldn't blame him. My mother is my mother, so what if she is ½ werewolf? I love her and the people who scream and point at me are the blind ones. They judge me by how I look and they see nothing else besides a terrible killing machine.
I hear footsteps coming closer. It is best not to let them ever find this. It's all that is keeping me sane at this place. I need to go hunting tonight. Time to enbrace my animal side. Until tomorrow, if I live that long.
Aishitare~
Well!??! What do you think?!?!? I HAVE TO KNOW!!!!!no motivation for next chapter if I don't have reviews. Fellow authors, you know how it is when you get NO new reviews. Its depressing and gets your spirit down. =( so help an author? Plz?Merry Christmas!
AN:This is a collection( I hope so. I am hoping to get at least 5 reviews before I do another chapter... ) of FY characters that I feel didn't get discribed enough or was left out or had too little to do with the story that people forgot about them. Hence: the name "Forgotten..."I do not LIKE most of them, I just feel they deserve something.oh right: they are all 1st person view.
Chapter 1:Never judge a book by its cover...
By: fire demoness
People treat me like I am some kind of wild beast, so in the end, I do act like one. I havent always been this way. In my early years,before I started to grow fur and people acted normally around me, I was just like any other child. Then, as the teengae years dragged along, i started to show my werewolf side. My mother had warned me of course.
"people will shun you my son, they are afraid of anything or anyone different from them. But I know you are special. You shall make a difference."
That was one of the things my mom said to me that I have never forgotten. I don't remember what she looked like or when she died, but I remember that. I never meant to disapoint her. I tried being intelligent, which my intelligence was about that of Soi's or Tomo's. Not stupid. As the years passed however, no one seemed to care wether I was a genius or if I was a child that didn't know 1+1=2. They just took one look at me and scampered.
I remembered the day that Nakago came for me. It was just about 2 years after I started not caring if I was smart or not. I just acted like a wild animal that knew a few words. I still now remember his face as he first looked at me. Sneering. I knew that he was no different from the other people. He understood alright, he just didn't care. To him, I was a tool that could be used to his advantage. It was a skill I had descovered. I could know about that person vaguely just by looking at their eyes. His was by far the most haunting I have ever saw. Crystal blue, icy, and emotionless. The only thing I could see was that he was power-hungry and commanding.
Nevertheless, when he "freed" me from that horrible place, I felt a tiny sense of gratitude towards him. Werewolves have that bred into them. Always repay your debts. I would work for him and repay him, then I would escape. But to where? And who would accept me? No one. They thought me a beast, and so shall that remain til the end of my days. This is just a letter among thousands that let me relive my inteligent soul. Not in the real world, when I am going among the humans, ful humans, can I speak, for then they shall shun me even more. I know they will ask "who does he think he is? Some wild animal trying to be smart. Freak"
Why did Seiiyruu do this to me? He is a god, a war god, but still a god. Gods must have SOME compassion. Why does he do this to me? Wait. No, I shouldn't blame him. My mother is my mother, so what if she is ½ werewolf? I love her and the people who scream and point at me are the blind ones. They judge me by how I look and they see nothing else besides a terrible killing machine.
I hear footsteps coming closer. It is best not to let them ever find this. It's all that is keeping me sane at this place. I need to go hunting tonight. Time to enbrace my animal side. Until tomorrow, if I live that long.
Aishitare~
Well!??! What do you think?!?!? I HAVE TO KNOW!!!!!no motivation for next chapter if I don't have reviews. Fellow authors, you know how it is when you get NO new reviews. Its depressing and gets your spirit down. =( so help an author? Plz?Merry Christmas!
