A/N: Geez it's been awhile! I've left this one hanging for a long time. But I guess its time to start up again. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...
Lagacy of the Blood
Full moon tonight. The wolf will come, like always. I'm ashamed to say that I'm looking forward to it. The blood and horror that I bring during the full moon is like a drug, you just can't get enough. I have dreams about the things I have done. Some may call them nightmares but I long ago lost the ability to tell the difference between a dream and a nightmare. Or maybe I've never had a true dream. Or maybe I'm just a sadistic freak that gets off on pain. Yeah, that last one sounds right. The others feel the same way. Except for one and he had always been this way. He's the only true blooded wolf of the group but he's the only one that seems, for lack of a better word, human anymore.
I don't think I was ever human. Born to faceless parents and raised by a ruthless assassin, I was trained that emotion was weakness and love was sin. I know better now but that doesn't mean I've let go of the only thing I ever recieved from anyone. Duo calls me heartless, maybe he's right. I've never felt any remorse for the things I've done from stealing a loaf of bread when I was six to ripping a little girl limb from limb while I was the wolf. I can't see a point to it I guess, whats done is done and crying over it never got anyone anywhere.
The sun is beginning to set. Our pack is beginning to gather on the hill I've been sitting on for the last hour. Quatre, our moon father, is blonde and looks so innocent that you wouldn't believe he had ever littered much less brutally murdered countless people over the years. He is a born wolf from his mother's side and feels the stirrings of the crescent orb more stongly than the rest of us yet he feels the most regret because of it. Quatre nods in greeting to me but I don't return the gesture. What point was there?
All that mattered now were those last setting rays and the freedom that came after. I let out an inhuman howl signaling the beginning of the hunt. The nine that are my pack return the call and scatter into the forest that surrounds the hill. Only one remainds behind to wait out the change with me. Relena is my mate and the only one that even dreams that I may hold emotion. I haven't the heart (literally) to tell her she is wrong. The only reason she is my mate is because she is totally faithful to me and the pack. She is powerful as a wolf and keeps the other females in line like I do the males.
I am Hiiro Yui, alpha male werewolf and assasssin for hire. She is Relena Peacecraft, alpha female and owner of the Wolf's Bane nightclub. Cursed until our dying day to roam the forests as wolves under the full moon. We lead the Pack.
Lagacy of the Blood
Full moon tonight. The wolf will come, like always. I'm ashamed to say that I'm looking forward to it. The blood and horror that I bring during the full moon is like a drug, you just can't get enough. I have dreams about the things I have done. Some may call them nightmares but I long ago lost the ability to tell the difference between a dream and a nightmare. Or maybe I've never had a true dream. Or maybe I'm just a sadistic freak that gets off on pain. Yeah, that last one sounds right. The others feel the same way. Except for one and he had always been this way. He's the only true blooded wolf of the group but he's the only one that seems, for lack of a better word, human anymore.
I don't think I was ever human. Born to faceless parents and raised by a ruthless assassin, I was trained that emotion was weakness and love was sin. I know better now but that doesn't mean I've let go of the only thing I ever recieved from anyone. Duo calls me heartless, maybe he's right. I've never felt any remorse for the things I've done from stealing a loaf of bread when I was six to ripping a little girl limb from limb while I was the wolf. I can't see a point to it I guess, whats done is done and crying over it never got anyone anywhere.
The sun is beginning to set. Our pack is beginning to gather on the hill I've been sitting on for the last hour. Quatre, our moon father, is blonde and looks so innocent that you wouldn't believe he had ever littered much less brutally murdered countless people over the years. He is a born wolf from his mother's side and feels the stirrings of the crescent orb more stongly than the rest of us yet he feels the most regret because of it. Quatre nods in greeting to me but I don't return the gesture. What point was there?
All that mattered now were those last setting rays and the freedom that came after. I let out an inhuman howl signaling the beginning of the hunt. The nine that are my pack return the call and scatter into the forest that surrounds the hill. Only one remainds behind to wait out the change with me. Relena is my mate and the only one that even dreams that I may hold emotion. I haven't the heart (literally) to tell her she is wrong. The only reason she is my mate is because she is totally faithful to me and the pack. She is powerful as a wolf and keeps the other females in line like I do the males.
I am Hiiro Yui, alpha male werewolf and assasssin for hire. She is Relena Peacecraft, alpha female and owner of the Wolf's Bane nightclub. Cursed until our dying day to roam the forests as wolves under the full moon. We lead the Pack.