Wolf's Rain: Moon Child

Chapter 2

By gametaken

Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf's Rain.

Author's Note: Okay! I just reread the first chapter because a curious review that someone sent me got me wondering why it was confusing to her. (I got another one the said it confused her, too.) So, anyway, I found a few typos involving the names. Originally, Angelia's big sister was going to be French but then I didn't want to go down the same direction that I did with my recent "Wolf's Rain: French Kiss" series – which I need to continue – so I changed her to Hispanic. Her name was originally Julia, but I changed it to Isabel. There are two passages in the first chapter where I missed that mistake and forgot to change Julia into Isabel.

"Kiba released a bark-like order: "What are you doing here?" She turned her red eyes onto the white wolf and gazed intently into his golden orbs. Then, she said simply this: "I found wolves. Sasha and Isabel will be proud." She held her hands together as she rocked back and forth on her heels. The tall Tsume walked closer to the little girl. "Who are Sasha and Isabel?" he asked, coldly. She turned and gave a small bow to the tall man. "They are my big brother and big sister. I am Angelia," she said proudly. She pointed to Cheza. "And that is my little sister, Cheza. Sasha and (Julia) told me much about her." Cheza pointed to herself with a curious expression. "You know this one?" she asked curiously, taking a step forward."

. . . . And . . .

"Angelia giggled and waved at the two wolves. "Sasha, Isabel! You have returned! I have welcomed the new wolves. I have been good." Angelia hopped over to greet the two as they leapt from their perches. (Julia) smiled and said, "Of course you have, Angelia," Isabel said; she had a heavy Spanish accent."

I just wanted to straighten that out for my confused readers. Julia is supposed to be Isabel. (Sorry, Julia. ') Ok, we left off with Angelia revealing herself to be the Moon Child. (I'll try to be as creative as possible. I made myself some tea to help!) Here we go!

The overwhelming scent of lunar flowers swept pass Tsume as the Moon Child, Angelia, floated before him like a foreboding ghost from a past long ago. He was unable to divert his eyes from the blood red orbs of the Child. He could feel the looks of the others in his direction as they stared fixatedly at the floating being. Sasha and Isabel shifted nervously in their spot, as if unsure if it were wise for Angelia to be revealing this to these strangers in this place. Cheza let out a small sound like the surprised breath of a random gust of wind. She extended a hand toward the Child, as if trying to touch the silver, slightly demonic aura that surrounded her. Angelia turned her blood red orbs from Tsume to Cheza and smiled a sweet, heavenly smile. Her voice was like an echo in a great big, empty hall of marble when she said: "Little sister, I am so happy to have found you." Her voice was nether worldly as she lowered herself to the ground, the toes of her shoes touching the moss covered earth. She extended her arms out as if in an embrace and Cheza did likewise.

But something quick, silent and deadly interrupted their bliss.

A bullet grazed pass Angelia's head, clipping her cheek as it went. Sasha and Isabel took on a defensive stance, as did the other wolves. The raven black fur on Isabel's back bristled as she growled menacingly at the opposition facing them. Looking up at one of the empty windows above them, they saw a human: This human was armed. He wore a black, army commando uniform, complete with a black mask and sniper rifle. Cheza backed close to the Child, afraid of what this human was attempting. Kiba barked at Isabel: "Who is this and why did he try to kill Angelia!"

Isabel turned her fiery orange eyes on the white wolf and said, her voice low and menacing, "He's probably another hit man trying to get Angelia." A confused and befuddled look fell upon Kiba's face, as well as his peers, when Isabel said this. "What?" he said. Isabel shook her head, her long, curly black locks flowing and falling across her shoulders. "Never mind," she said. "Get Angelia and Cheza out of here! Sasha and I will take care of . . ." A sharp bullet penetrated Isabel's shoulder, cutting off her statement. She let out a pained cry and gripped her shoulder, the smell of blood overwhelming her.

Tsume appeared at Kiba's side: "Let's go, Kiba," he exclaimed, grabbing Kiba's arm. Sasha passed a glance over at his wounded comrade, worried at first. But his worries passed as she stood up straight and bounded up towards the hit man. He fumbled with his cumbersome weapons, frantically trying to reload. He abandoned the sniper and leapt out of harms way, leaving Isabel to land on an empty window sill. The man landed with an audible "THUD!" on the ground and Sasha closed in. Kiba took hold of Cheza's hand and Tsume picked up Angelia. They ran off, away from the chaos.

The hit man decided a gun would do him no good at such close ranges as he pulled out a large, ragged edged knife and faced the growling, grey flecked wolf. The raven black wolf form of Isabel landed painfully behind the man, teeth bared and eyes filled with spite. A crimson fluid dripped down her shoulder, hot and thick; it matted her fur, giving it a ghastly sheen. The older wolf snapped at the man, drawing his attention away from his wounded comrade. It worked, but it was too late for the man to react. Sasha leapt forward, the muscles in his legs acting like coiled springs; his toothy mug was gaping wide as he made for the hit man's throat.

Blood would stain his fur that day.

Elsewhere, Kiba and his charge were winding their way through dense forest and rubble as they desperately tried to escape what lay behind them. A sharp and sudden pain shot through Tsume's calve muscle as a bullet penetrated his flesh. He hit the forest floor with Angelia in his arms. Angelia got to her feet, pulling on Tsume's arm, desperately trying to get him to rise. Kiba put Toboe in charge of watching over Cheza as he rushed to his friend's side. He looked up, narrowly dodging another bullet that grazed his hair. He found the source; another man in a black commando uniform was perched in a tree. Kiba desperately wanted to know why these people were after them.

He leapt away from another bullet with lightning fast reflexes and charged up at the man. He knocked him from the tree, receiving a sharp clip on his arm from another bullet as the man tried to shoot again. The man hit the ground hard, landing on a protruding root. The impact severely fractured his spine with that loud, sickly crack of bone, leaving him paralyzed on the leafy forest floor; paralyzed, but still alive. Kiba rushed to aid his friend, who had dragged himself behind a large, moss covered boulder, leaving a ragged trail of blood in his wake. The others were there, too; Angelia at Tsume's side, hands desperately putting pressure on the wound. Her snow white dress was stained with ugly, haunting splotches of blood and her long locks of hair draped about her shoulders, trailing on the ground.

Kiba knelt down to consult with his fellow wolf: "Are you alright, Tsume?" Tsume nodded his head, his face the expression of grim calmness. "I'm fine." Angelia shook her head, her long silvery tresses flowing. "He has loss too much of his blood. It has hit deep. Sasha and Isabel warned me of doing this, but I have no choice." The others looked at the Child with a strange, yet slightly curious expression as she closed her eyes and pressed her hands down on the wound. There was a strong gust of wind, scented with an overwhelming essence of lunar flowers. The aura was there again, eerie and nether worldly, as her hands began to glow with iridescent, ghostly green light. The blood on her hands shone black like ominous shadows blocking out the light. She raised her head, looking up at the fragmented canopy, her blood red eyes seemingly devoid of life and her soft facial features enhanced by the strange aura as she began to heel Tsume's wound.

The green light was tinted a maniacal blood red as the sun that shone above the forests was eclipsed by the moon. The light gleamed as the Child muttered something under her breath. As rapidly as it occurred, it was over. The moon passed the sun and returned to its rightful position and the ghostly aura evaporated from Angelia's being. She looked down at her stained hands, her eyes devoid of emotion and life, and then looked up at the stunned expression on Tsume's face. With an utterly forced breath, she said, "It is done," and fell forth as she passed out. Tsume quickly drew his leg back to see what the Child had done and found that the only trace left of his wound was the ripped cloth and blood. The wound was gone, leaving only healed and unscarred flesh.

He looked about nervously, as if expecting more of those commandos to come charging at them with another attempt at their lives. Everything was silent and he couldn't scent any other humans besides the one that lay paralyzed on the ground, his body sickly bent; his face was obscured by the gas mask, making him appear alien. "We'll wait here until Sasha and Isabel return," Kiba said. "But, I'll go and look for them incase they need any help." He stood but Cheza took hold of his hand, her expression worried. "Don't worry, Cheza," Kiba said. "I'll be fine." With that, his hand slipped out of Cheza's loosening grip and the white wolf bounded off towards the ruins they fled from.

Upon arriving at the ruins, he found Sasha and Isabel standing over the dead, mangled body of the human hit man. Isabel's shoulder was still gashed with the bullet wound and Sasha had newfound wounds afflicted on him. They looked up at the wolf and walked away to the others.

To be continued . . . .

Author's Note: So, what do you think? Is it better than the first chapter? Is it worse than the first one? Do ya wanna read more!  Please, oh God, please do! If anyone else has an idea, I would love to here it! Or them, if you've been brainstorming. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'm really starting to get in to this new story of mine!