A/N Well, hi there! And welcome to my humble abode. I'm Comtessa, your hostess and part-time amateur writer, and I'm here to introduce my brand new attempt at fanfic writing: a Wolf's Rain fanfiction! Yay! It's been ages since I've done one, so forgive me if my style is a bit rusty or hard to get ¬¬ ( which is for sure….)
Anyway, but before I start, let me first make a couple of points clear, k?
The only things I know of Wolf's Rain are the first two episodes I saw on TV (No TV Channel put them on air, so I had to purchase them on video cassette) and a summary that a very obsessed friend of mine gave me one cold bitter night many many days ago, on the phone. So this fanfic will definitely be AU, and MOST DEFINITELY OOC. There, so now you're warned.
It starts were the first anime episode starts: Kiba trudging through the snow, hungry, wounded and brooding, before he reaches the dome. From there onwards I change it and accommodate it to my needs (in other words, my sick and twisted imagination )
I reiterate, the characters will definitely be odd, and well, "not them". A friend of mine, Sasa, when she read it told me that Kiba, for one, was way too angsty and "cocky" for his own good. And Toboe…. Well Toboe is sweet, huggable and all the sappy things you can think of! )
This will also be definitely a YAOI later on (though not sure how explicit itll end up being), so beware if you don't like those kinds of things.
And that's about it. So now read on and enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Wolf's Rain.
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:TOWARDS A LOST PARADISE:
a Wolf's Rain fanfiction
by Comtessa
:PROLOGUE:
:Stray:
"Stray! Stray!
In the cold breeze
That I walk along
The memories of generations burn within me.
Been forever
Since I cried of pain and sorrow
I live and die
Proud of my people gaining.…"
(Wolf's Rain 1º opening)
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Kiba had been walking for miles now without stopping through the deserted white mantle that had become the grounds of Earth as of lately.
How much time had passed since he began?
Minutes? Hours? Days? It was impossible for him to tell, for since he left the mountains, since he started following the trail, all that had surrounded him for miles and miles on end had been white.
Nothing, not even the slightest trace of another colors taint had marred the dyed landscape of that forsaken land that Kiba once knew to be green and luscious. When he had been a pup, many moons ago, he had traveled with his pack throughout those lands full of deep green forests and sun-washed clearings.
But that was now in the past. That was now only a dried old memory of the days before the extinction had arrived.
He continued trudging through the bitter snow, visibly limping from the wound he'd received in his last encounter with humans.
Humans… Such petty beings.
Snowflakes continued to fall silently, lazily, from a sky that for many moons now, Kiba had forgotten it even existed.
What color had it been the last time he'd paid attention to it? Blue? Gray?…. Black?
He felt exhausted and cold. His stomach, once a quite noisy companion, had stopped growling from hunger a while ago when it had tired itself of begging for some merciful food. But food and rest were nowhere to be found, not even if he'd really wanted or sought for them; not even if he'd been really willing to postpone the Search for them. The countless storms that had lately devastated the land had erased all traces of digestible preys, and the winds had taken away any smells of food or shelter. So, the only thing left for him to do was to keep on walking, following the wispy scent of a faint but never-changing trace of a lost paradise.
Kiba had never believed in paradise before. Rakuen had already been an old legend in his cub years, told by the Elders on the nights of the full moon…. So why start thinking of it as realnow? Why start believing that it would, somehow, become a reality for him only…. He, the last one that hadn't betrayed their kin, the last one that hadn't accepted humans as part of his pack?
He knew there was nothing at the end of the world. It didn't matter how much one desired, walked or believed, nothing would be awaiting them at the end of things.
Nothing would be awaiting him
Then why continue?
….Because the wolf had heard the voice of the Flower Maiden…. "Travel to paradise," it whispered, through those snow-covered lands and his perpetually frozen soul. And for some unknown reason, he did.
He started to believe
He abandoned the far and now empty domains of his ancestors and began walking, endlessly trudging, in search of a legendary place full of moon flowers and warm winds.
But did he really believe that it existed? Or was he only searching for that soft honeyed voice that promised him he wouldn't be alone anymore; that someone, somewhere, was waiting for him to come? Was that what Rakuen was really about? So many questions….So many doubts….
Kiba stopped and fixed his eyes ahead. Through the mist created by the ever falling snow, a huge black shadow was clearly distinguished in the near distance. Light signals and yellow reflectors that illuminated the skies marked it as another human city.
He didn't believe to hold the strength for another close encounter with humans, but he needed to enter and search.
For the trace lead him there.
"Is there a place
left for me?
Somewhere that I belong
Or will I always live this way….
Always stray…."
(Wolf's Rain 1º opening.)
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Well, that's it. Today I'll be also probably be posting Chapter 1 because I find the Prologue short and…. well, blah! It doesn't say much of the story, so, read on then, and review!
C.o.m.t.e.s.s.a.