Inu: Ok 5th! Damn I'm on a roll with this!
All the emotions I've written have included this one element.
Longing. . . a feeling that pains the heart.
I've had many encounters with this pain called an emotion.
Every time I experience this emotion, a shard of my soul is lost.
Lost to the deepest, darkest abyss in Hell to never be reuniting with this soul again.
This abyss as bottomless as the ocean seems.
This place. . . I thought I was safe from it.
But I thought wrong.
I thought I'd never see the day.
The day my life goes to the dogs of Satin.
As they devour my life, Satin mocks me.
Laughs at my misery, my pain.
Blackness engulphes the images I pained to see.
I awake in a shock as if lightning has struck me in my home.
That nightmare has been plaguing me.
Plaguing me since that horrid event.
That event. . . my parents, murdered, by the jaws, the jaws of a wolf.
This wolf, the eyes, one of a human and one of a wolf.
Its fur. . . . a maroon shade of blood.
Blood. . . . its muzzle, soaked in the red, warm liquid.
I was the only one to survive that fateful day.
Every house you entered had blood everywhere you stepped.
My parents tried to protect me.
But it was not enough.
He slaughtered them.
The ones I held the dearest.
Now I hunt those wretched creatures.
Hunt them down, killing everyone of their kind that comes into my sight.
But a wolf, a creature I thought as a murderer had saved my life.
From the wolf that plagues my dreams.
The wolf who had killed my parents that horrid day.
Four wolves had saved my life.
A reddish rust colored wolf with a four layered silver bracelet.
A tan wolf with a collar.
A grey wolf with an x- shaped scar on his chest.
And the wolf who pulled me from danger's wake, a white wolf.
They fought against the plaguing wolf, but with little success.
The maroon wolf had killed three of the four wolves who had stood against him.
The white had been thrown aside as if he were dead.
The wolf approached me as if I was the prize to the winner of this battle.
He thought he had won.
But the white that had opposed him was now fighting again with all of his remaining strength.
Fighting and snarling both wolves fought each other.
The others were hanging onto life by threads that were snapping quickly.
I wanted to help, but when I tried I was bit by that maroon.
But I kept trying, no matter how many times I was bit.
I finally got to them, just in time to save them from death.
CRASH!!
The maroon had taken one final blow.
The white was bleeding, wounded and trembling by the lack of strength he had left.
The white thanked me and all of them left.
I thought about what I just experienced.
Experienced with what I thought the creature I despised most.
I had seen the saviors of my life.
They reminded me of my parents.
They made me feel this emotion.
They made long for them.
Everyone knew me as 'hard-core'.
Longing . . . . has made me soft.
Soft for the creature I had despised most.
The wolf.
Inu: Srry. I got carried away. Any who plz r&r! ;P