Searching
By Darks Light
Sometimes a being, resentful for what it couldn't achieve while alive, will be reborn. However, to gain consciousness of the past events requires a strong will, this is necessary to complete what couldn't be, this is necessary so as not to make the same mistakes.
Chapter 2
The lights changed green once again and the traffic took off sending up smog and other impurities from the exhausts; the stench was suffocating. Veering off the main road and down a smaller, less traffic infested but otherwise still polluted street he revved his motorbike and took off at high speed trying to once again acquire that feeling of freedom he longed for. However the turnoff he had to take soon came into view forcing him to slow his speed as he weaved in and out of the cars and people who crowded the street leading to his apartment; it was market day.
Number 5 – third on the left on the first fool of the apartment complex – that was his place for now. Pulling up his bike into the small parking space made available he killed the ignition and walked up to the door unlocking the locks before walking inside and locking the all again, he knew what people were like here; they were like him always looking for free goods. Inside it was hot and the still city air reeked more than it did outside with the breeze.
Tsume walked over and flung open the window at the front of the two roomed apartment pausing momentarily and enjoying the breeze on his face before glaring at some of the bypassing strangers and walking to the other end of the room and opening the window there in hope of creating a cross draft.
Collapsing onto the old lounge between the two open windows he lay down and closed his eyes not realising how exhausted his body was until he was once more locked into the dream. However there was something different about it this time, something felt different even though for the most the memories were the same up until the white wolf. It was there the images began to change to a new fight, a fight between him and the proud and troublesome white wolf, blood was spilt but then everything blurred away.
His dream self looked around, he was in human form walking the streets. The images were new but they were familiar, the dirty street was familiar and almost like those in his reality but there were less people, lees traffic, less everything. Then there was the boy. The light brown haired kid or brown furred wolf, one word came to his mind runt. The familiarity with this boy was overwhelming but then he recognised everything blurring away once more, he tried to fight against it trying t remember more; he wanted to see more, to know more. It was out of his control.
The white wolf was back with his almighty talk of paradise but he was human now though he recognised him as the wolf, there was another wolf with him in human form to ready to follow the other to Paradise. This talk brought with it a sense of danger and foreboding but it was washed away with a sense of longing and then there was another presence; it was the boy again. The setting changed but the boy stayed urging him to come to, come to Paradise. A feeling of loss swept over him and the boy began to vanish as though the memory was being blown away by the breeze.
The storm was back, the cold winds blowing wildly around him and then clearing… the snow wasslowly falling from the sky and the sound of gun shot rang out clearly through the air. Running, he was running, dread and hope mingled in his mind and then there was the smell of blood, anothergun shotfollowed bythe feeling of loss and remorse and one word that he found himself calling out.
"Toboe!"
Tsume's eyes snapped open as he remembered where he was but instead of getting up, grabbing his keys to his bike and riding off to dwell on what it all meant he lay still and silent; there was another presence in his room. Slowly propping himself up onto his elbows he glanced over the back of the lounge, the noise was coming from the small fridge in the corner by the door. He silently stood and took to steps towards the intruder.
"What do you think you're doing?" he growled, the intruder froze a scared brown eye quickly glanced over his shoulder as he realised he had been caught.
Tsume went to take another step forward a sense of familiarity was coming from intruder who was only a kid. When the boy in question jumped up and dived out the window Tsume growled in frustration and followed him out the window and down the street. Something within him told him he had to catch this kid and as he ran his mind darted pack to when they were in his room…the eyes the hair, they were all so familiar; it was the boy from his dreams, from his memory. It was he who he had been searching for, who he had been waiting here for.