Inu awoke in a bed that he did not recognize in a house that he had never seen before. Slowly, he drifted out of his unconscious state, but he regretted it. Every breath hurt and his entire body felt as though there were a thousand tiny knives in it, every movement drove them deeper.
The room was empty and Inu struggled to sit up using his good arm, causing his vision to blur and his head to become dizzy. He almost toppled out of the bed, but managed to regain his balance. The room was small and smelled of mildew, but the fire burning in the hearth kept it warm and cozy. Inu looked down and saw that he was in someone else's shirt that hung down passed his knees. He lifted the shirt and looked at the horrible bruise on his chest. He could have sworn that a spear went through there... Gingerly, he touched the bruise. The pain knocked him back down on the bed. Where he lie for several minutes trying not to cry out loud.
There was the sound of a door opening and footsteps, Inu struggled to turn his head and see this new person. Inu didn't recognized the stranger who had found him before.
How did I survive? Inu wondered. Did this human save me? Why? What are they planning to do with me?
The man had short black hair that shined and looked almost like silk. He was dressed all in black and purple and his eyes were a light amber color. He had pale, porcelain skin that seemed to shine with health and life.
The man approached the bed and Inu shrank back as much as he could in his condition, still wary of humans especially since his last encounter with them. The man knelt down silently and placed a hand on Inu's forehead. Inu winced slightly, but managed to hide it. Inu scanned the man's face for any sign of hostility and tried to figure out what was going on, bu the man's face was expressionless.
Swiftly, the man removed his hand and stood, walking over to bundle on the floor near the fire. Inu's heart was racing with anxiousness and fear. Perhaps the man planned to torture? But what for? For fun? For pleasure?
Inu shivered at the though and tried to keep his teeth from chattering. He was cold, colder than he had ever felt before. Even with the fire in the hearth and the large shirt around him, he was very cold. And tired, his eyes kept slipping half closed of their own will, even though Inu desperately wanted to stay awake in case of danger.
Inu felt something warm slip over him and jumped, causing himself to yelp in pain. He looked up to see the man in black slipping a blanket over him. The man stared at him in surprise for a moment, then finished tucking the blanket around Inu's rigid form.
This only served to confuse Inu even more and he let out a small growl of frustration.
Why didn't this guy just get it over with? Why wouldn't he just kill me and be done with it?
Inu opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was a squeak. His entire mouth hurt and he quickly closed it and forced back the tears the pain caused.
How did that happen?
Inu thought back and remembered something about blood and a lot of burning in his mouth, something to do with this man. Inu tried again, ignoring the pain, to talk to the stranger.
"W-who are you?" Inu managed to whisper. He was glad the man was so close, he wouldn't have been able to hear him any further away. The man seemed to consider a moment, then spoke.
"You may call me Seth. Now, sleep," the man said in a voice that left no room for argument. Inu opened his mouth to protest, but was silenced with a finger over his lips.
"Good night," Seth said as Inu felt his eyes slip closed and, despite his best efforts, he slipped into sleep.
The room was empty and Inu struggled to sit up using his good arm, causing his vision to blur and his head to become dizzy. He almost toppled out of the bed, but managed to regain his balance. The room was small and smelled of mildew, but the fire burning in the hearth kept it warm and cozy. Inu looked down and saw that he was in someone else's shirt that hung down passed his knees. He lifted the shirt and looked at the horrible bruise on his chest. He could have sworn that a spear went through there... Gingerly, he touched the bruise. The pain knocked him back down on the bed. Where he lie for several minutes trying not to cry out loud.
There was the sound of a door opening and footsteps, Inu struggled to turn his head and see this new person. Inu didn't recognized the stranger who had found him before.
How did I survive? Inu wondered. Did this human save me? Why? What are they planning to do with me?
The man had short black hair that shined and looked almost like silk. He was dressed all in black and purple and his eyes were a light amber color. He had pale, porcelain skin that seemed to shine with health and life.
The man approached the bed and Inu shrank back as much as he could in his condition, still wary of humans especially since his last encounter with them. The man knelt down silently and placed a hand on Inu's forehead. Inu winced slightly, but managed to hide it. Inu scanned the man's face for any sign of hostility and tried to figure out what was going on, bu the man's face was expressionless.
Swiftly, the man removed his hand and stood, walking over to bundle on the floor near the fire. Inu's heart was racing with anxiousness and fear. Perhaps the man planned to torture? But what for? For fun? For pleasure?
Inu shivered at the though and tried to keep his teeth from chattering. He was cold, colder than he had ever felt before. Even with the fire in the hearth and the large shirt around him, he was very cold. And tired, his eyes kept slipping half closed of their own will, even though Inu desperately wanted to stay awake in case of danger.
Inu felt something warm slip over him and jumped, causing himself to yelp in pain. He looked up to see the man in black slipping a blanket over him. The man stared at him in surprise for a moment, then finished tucking the blanket around Inu's rigid form.
This only served to confuse Inu even more and he let out a small growl of frustration.
Why didn't this guy just get it over with? Why wouldn't he just kill me and be done with it?
Inu opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was a squeak. His entire mouth hurt and he quickly closed it and forced back the tears the pain caused.
How did that happen?
Inu thought back and remembered something about blood and a lot of burning in his mouth, something to do with this man. Inu tried again, ignoring the pain, to talk to the stranger.
"W-who are you?" Inu managed to whisper. He was glad the man was so close, he wouldn't have been able to hear him any further away. The man seemed to consider a moment, then spoke.
"You may call me Seth. Now, sleep," the man said in a voice that left no room for argument. Inu opened his mouth to protest, but was silenced with a finger over his lips.
"Good night," Seth said as Inu felt his eyes slip closed and, despite his best efforts, he slipped into sleep.